Eh! and I suppose ye thought ye were learning to be a man by playing at Adam and Eve with Mrs. Tremaine?
Denham.
(crosses r) We drifted, we drifted.
Miss Macfarlane.
A man has no right to drift, Mr. Denham. Ye have to look before ye, and pick your steps in this world; at any rate, when other people are hurt by your slips. An irresponsible animal isn't a man.
Denham.
I wish we had a Court of Love, Miss Macfarlane, with you for President. But, if you'll excuse me, I shall leave you with Constance now. I know she would like to speak to you.
(Exit.)
Miss Macfarlane.
Well, my dear, what is it? You see I claim the privilege of an old friend.