Fred
Yah, I guess so.
Edna
Oh, Fred, I’m so glad! You do care a little, then? I mean, you do care whether you—see me?
Fred
Of course I do. Sure. Certainly.
Edna
Oh, Fred! Everything seems all right again now. I don’t care about losing my position any more.
She presents herself impulsively. He kisses her.
Fred
Yah, but— Oh, Mr.Mr. Hart! Mr.Mr. Hart!
Mr. Hart finally arrives. A big man, and important-looking. He crosses the room en route to his own office.
Hart
What?