"Well—and you'll like that, won't you? And I shall like having Gorst, and so will Edie, and Gorst will like seeing her, and everybody will be pleased."
Overhead Mr. Gorst burst into a dance measure, so hilarious that it seemed the very cry of his delight.
"As long as Edie goes on seeing him, he'll think it's all right."
Overhead Mr. Gorst's gay tune proclaimed that indeed he thought so. He broke off suddenly, and began another and a better one, till the spirit of levity ran riot in immortal sounds.
"So it's all right. She's a good woman. It's the only hold we've got on him."
"If all good women were to reason that way—"
"If all good women were to reason your way, what do you think would happen?"
"There would be more good men in the world."
"Would there? There would be more good men ruined by bad women. Because, don't you see, there'd be no others left for them to speak to."
"If you're thinking of his good—"