Martin. You’re sure he wasn’t just talking?
Mary. No, he’s gone upstairs to pack and go out and make a name for himself.
Martin. You’re a wise girl. Isn’t it wonderful?
Mary. And you said I couldn’t do it.
Martin. I said I didn’t think you could, but you have, and I owe you $2,500. (Crosses to chair L. of table to make out check)
Mary. Oh, there’s no hurry.
Martin. Never put off till to-morrow the money you can get to-day.
Mary. Aren’t you proud I’ve been so successful?
Martin. Proud? I’m so doggone happy I’m making this out for $5,000.