Gann.
It’s a wicked rule!
Claude.
You never thought so before, and this isn’t the first time you’ve seen it applied, by a long chalk.
Gann.
The girl went away once and come to grief. She wellnigh killed herself with the shame of it. I’m not going to let ’er out of my sight again.
Claude.
I’m afraid I can’t make an exception in your favour, Gann.
Gann.
[Desperately.] Where’s she to go to?