Edna
Conceding two years.
Well, thirty-eight. And she sees a young boy who almost any woman would be proud to win your affection, and there isn’t anything she might not stoop to, to entangle you.
Fred
There won’t no woman untangle me.
Edna
You can’t tell, Fred—the most terrible things can happen. There was a near friend of mine, a man, and he was acquainted with a count, an international count, and he came here to New York and one night they went on a wild party and he fell in love with a beautiful chorus girl from the Metropolitan Opera Company—I forgot the name of the opera. And he bought her pearls and diamonds, and in less than a week’s time he found out they was both married. That’s just what could happen to you, dear.
Fred
Who found out who was married?