Martin. (Trying to laugh) Haven’t any! Ha—ha—by the way, there was a report on the Street to-day that the Ivory Soap people were going to make a deal with Rodney—build him a factory—
Mary. (Innocently) Oh, there’s nothing in that.
Martin. Are you sure? As I got here, I thought I saw Ellery Clark leaving.
Mary. Oh, he didn’t come here on business: Ellery came to borrow some money from Rodney—isn’t that funny?
Martin. Oh, yes, very funny—but the plans?
Mary. Rodney showed you some plans? He must have been joking!
Martin. (Changing his whole manner) The young scoundrel! (Starts to go up-stage)
Mary. What!
Martin. (Stops) Thank you, Miss Grayson, for telling me. Do you know what he tried to do to me? Hold me up for a hundred thousand dollars, make me think Ivory Soap was backing him, too—and but for you, he’d have succeeded.
Mary. What have I done?