Mrs. Denham.
If my husband does not love me, let him leave me. (Crosses c.)
Miss Macfarlane.
Fiddlesticks, my dear; don't go in for heroics. Of course he loves you. Does it follow he can't love another woman into the bargain? They think they can, at any rate.
Mrs. Denham.
I don't care for such love.
Miss Macfarlane.
Of course not. But in this world we must make sure of what we can grab; and then we can grab a bit more, and a bit more, maybe.
Mrs. Denham.
I can trust my husband.