ADAM CHERRY.
(He looks from one to the other.) I suppose you've been cheering up Miss Morris?
MRS. WHEEDLES.
(Crying.) Yes, Mr. Cherry. I just looked in to comfort her a bit, you know. I'm sure the poor child needs it.
ADAM CHERRY.
Ah, I'll tell you what it is, Mrs. Wheedles. Wheedles must have had a damp time of it. I don't wonder at his leaving you.
NELLY MORRIS.
Oh, do you think it wise to start her on Wheedles?
MRS. WHEEDLES.
I don't expect anyone to, Mr. Cherry, I'm sure. He was a fine-looking man, and there were those that lured him away. Not that I think it right that a man who's once promised to——