Yes. You see, it is so difficult for a girl of Ellean’s retiring disposition to meet people and make friends when she has no mother to chaperon her. And if she meets no one, how is she to get married? Dessert, Cayley?
Cayley.
[After surveying a rather unattractive assortment of apples and walnuts.] No, thanks. As you were saying——?
Aubrey.
So I thought if I could meet with a really suitable person, someone with whom she would be in sympathy, someone she would look upon as a sort of second mother——
Cayley.
[Correcting him.] Third, Aubrey.
Aubrey.
[Ignoring the interruption] ——it would make home more comfortable for her.
Cayley.