Barlow. No, I don't, but--

Yardsley. But you hope to. Well, I have no such mercenary motive.I'm not after the house.

Barlow (bristling up). After the home? Mercenary motive? I demandan explanation of those words. What do you mean?

Yardsley. I mean this, Jack Barlow: I mean that I am here for--formy own reasons; but you--you have come here for the purpose of--

Dorothy enters wish a tray, upon which are the tea things.

Barlow (about to retort to Yardsley, perceiving Dorothy). Ah! Letme assist you.