AUSTIN. [Hesitates.] Why...
MRS. AUSTIN. Answer me, please.
AUSTIN. Why, my dear...
MRS. AUSTIN. Did you tell him what was in it?
AUSTIN. But, my dear, it wasn't my business to tell him.
MRS. AUSTIN. Oh!
AUSTIN. I was representing the company.
MRS. AUSTIN, I see.
AUSTIN. It was his place to see what was in it.
MRS. AUSTIN. Harvey! This man with one eye burned out, and not yet over the accident?