Rog. Mollie, I’m so awful glad, I want to raise ole Nick!
Mrs. R. Jim, be still.
Rog. Well, it’s all right, pard. (Seizes V.’s hand.)
Vance. No, it is not all right yet. It is for the one most wronged to say that. (To Flo.) Miss Lawton—
Flo. Harvey!
Vance. Can you forgive me? (Looks at her. Pause.) Yes?
Flo. Yes. (She extends her hand greatly overcome. They meet aside L., others gather R.)
Rog. (To Mollie.) I told you. Say, Mr. Lawton, this is a great country after all. It’s good enough for me.
Herb. There’s luck in it, too.