Martin. You saved me a lot of money and kept me from being a fool. Thank you! Good-morning. (Starts for door upper R.)
Mary. You mean at last he’d succeeded in getting you to back him?
Martin. At last! (Coming to her, lays hat on desk) So that was his scheme all the time, was it? He didn’t go into business on the level, but just for my benefit? And you were helping him. Well, he can thank you again for having failed.
Mary. It’s all my fault.
Martin. Yes it is, from the start. You got up the plan of my pretending to put him out of the house——
Mary. Oh, but I tell you, you must help him.
Martin. Help him yourself. You’ve got $5,000.
Mary. But I gave it to him.
Martin. My son took money from you?
Mary. He didn’t know—I pretended it was from a friend.