Dorothy. No, no. You needn't--you needn't speak of it again.

Barlow (aside). Good! That's his conge.

Yardsley. And--then if I--if I needn't say it again? What then?Can't I have--my answer now? 0h, Miss Andrews--

Dorothy (with downcast eyes, softly). What did Jennie say?

Yardsley (in ecstasy). Do you mean it?

Barlow. I fancy--I fancy I'd much better go now, Miss--er--Miss Andrews.I--I--have an appointment with Mr. Wilkins, and--er--I observe thatit is getting rather late.