MRS. AUSTIN. [Greatly excited.] Who was this man?
JIM. Which?
MRS. AUSTIN. This lawyer?
JIM. I never heard his name. He was a young fellow... handsome... smooth-faced...
MRS. AUSTIN. [Whispering.] Oh!
JIM. Ah, they don't mind it... they're smooth. They do that all the time. It's what they get their pay for.
MRS. AUSTIN. [Covering her face with her hands.] Oh, stop!
JIM. What's the matter?
MRS. AUSTIN. [Looking up with white face.] Nothing. Go on.
JIM. It was two months before I could work at all. And the rent came due, and they turned us out... it was winter-time, and my wife caught a cold, and it turned to pneumonia, and she died. That's all of that.