Dad. And this is the woman?
Will. Yes, Dad.
Dad. And the boy?
Will. Yes, Dad.
Dad. Humph! (A pause.) Did it never occur to you I might like to see my grandson?
Will. I—I didn't know, Dad. (A pause).
Dad (in a breaking voice). Well, now you've forced me to humble myself, what have you got to say to me?
Will (starting). Oh, Dad! Forgive me!
(Seizes his hands). Dad, I'm ashamed of myself! I was coming to you to-day. Honestly I was!
Dad (returning to his gruff manner). Well, young fellow, I'm glad to hear you've learned a little sense, at least! How've you been making out? Not very well, I judge.