Dorothy (frigidly). Go on, Jennie.

Jennie. Just then the front-door bell rings and Mr. Barlow comes,and there wasn't no more importunity for me to speak; but when I gotdown-stairs into the kitchen, mum, Mr. Hicks he comes in, an' (sobs)--an' I breaks with him.

Yardsley. You've broken with Hicks for me?

Jennie. Yes, I have--but I wouldn't never have done it if I'd known--boo-hoo--as how you'd behave this way an' deny ever havin' exclaimed aword. I--I--I 1-lo-love Mr. Hicks, an'--I--I hate you--and I wishI'd let him come up and kill you, as he exclaimed he would.

Dorothy. Jennie! Jennie! be calm! Where is Hicks now?

Yardsley. That's so. Where is Hicks? I want to see him.