Renie. You might tell Mr. Barron there was nothing in the dairy windows.
Dolly. Of course I'll tell him, but if he saw——
Renie. But there was nothing. Absolutely nothing——
Dolly. No, dear. What else can I do?
Renie. Could you find out exactly how much he has seen and heard, and—a—pump him a little?
Dolly. I don't like pumping people—still—What else?
Renie. [Breaking down.] Oh, Dolly, this blow could not have fallen at a more cruel moment.
Dolly. No, dear.
Renie. It came just when I had lost all the illusions of girlhood, when all my woman's nature began to cry out——
Dolly. Yes—[Suddenly.] Hark! [Listens.] Hush!