Gentleman—I'm telling you now, isn't that enough?
Selina—I've no family, no money save a small allowance from my mother's estate. I'm really a very poor girl.
Gentleman—Don't worry about that, I've money enough for two.
Selina—The little income I get barely keeps me, but I've managed to live on it for eight years.
King—(Grimly.) You've got your last check from me, mother dear!
Gentleman—Poor little woman, what a struggle you must have had to keep up appearances. (Horn blows outside.) Come, there's Thompson. We can announce our engagement at the dinner.
(The Gentleman helps Selina into her wraps, while Bart and King again hide behind counter. Miss Brown enters. She is in a fine rage.)
Miss Brown—The way law's handed out in this town's a crime, a howlin' crime!
Boy—What's eatin' ye now?
Miss Brown—Lieut. Mason let them murderers off. He's a fool, that's what he is, a soft pie-eyed fool!