Edna
You said one of the fleas reminded you of a man in Schenectady.
Edna
In agony.
He said you were going to be married, Fred. I should have congratulated you.
Fred
Suddenly.
I don’t want to any more, Eddie! I know it now! I don’t want to!
Edna
Don’t say that, Fred! Don’t! Don’t say it unless you mean it! I couldn’t stand it!
Fred
But I do mean it, Eddie! I mean it more than anything in the—
Eileen
Rather gaily.
I’m sorry.