Gertrude.
[Nods.]
Mrs. Brauer.
Why, what's the matter? Have you two had another quarrel?
George.
No, certainly not; but I should not have allowed the girl to make a drudge of herself for my sake. I almost wish I had remained at home.
Gertrude.
Why, she is not doing all this for your sake, but for mine.
George.
Now there, don't be conceited.