You would quit the wreck?
Denham.
If it were really a wreck—perhaps. But why should it be? (He takes her in his arms, and kisses her.) For Heaven's sake, cease to wallow in the mud of pessimism! Have faith in yourself and Nature—or at least Human-nature.
Mrs. Denham.
Oh, if I could, if I could! (A knock at the door.)
Denham.
Come in.
(Enter Jane with a telegram, which she hands to Mrs. Denham.)
Jane.
Please, m'm, a telegram; the boy's waiting!