JILL. Oh! [Staring in front of her] Is it very awful in that world, Dodo?
HILLCRIST. [Uneasy] I don't know, Jill. Some can stand it, I suppose; some can't. I don't know which sort she is.
JILL. One thing I'm sure of: she's awfully fond of Chearlie.
HILLCRIST. That's bad; that's very bad.
JILL. And she's frightened, horribly. I think she's desperate.
HILLCRIST. Women like that are pretty tough, Jill; don't judge her too much by your own feelings.
JILL. No; only——Oh! it was beastly; and of course I dried up.
HILLCRIST. [Feelingly] H'm! One always does. But perhaps it was as well; you'd have been blundering in a dark passage.
JILL. I just said: "Father and I feel awfully sorry; if there's anything we can do——"
HILLCRIST. That was risky, Jill.