MRS HUSHABYE. And pray why don't you do without him if you're all so much cleverer? MAZZINI. Oh, we couldn't: we should ruin the business in a year. I've tried; and I know. We should spend too much on everything. We should improve the quality of the goods and make them too dear. We should be sentimental about the hard cases among the work people. But Mangan keeps us in order. He is down on us about every extra halfpenny. We could never do without him. You see, he will sit up all night thinking of how to save sixpence. Won't Ellie make him jump, though, when she takes his house in hand! MRS HUSHABYE. Then the creature is a fraud even as a captain of industry! MAZZINI. I am afraid all the captains of industry are what you call frauds, Mrs Hushabye. Of course there are some manufacturers who really do understand their own works; but they don't make as high a rate of profit as Mangan does. I assure you Mangan is quite a good fellow in his way. He means well. MRS HUSHABYE. He doesn't look well. He is not in his first youth, is he? MAZZINI. After all, no husband is in his first youth for very long, Mrs Hushabye. And men can't afford to marry in their first youth nowadays. MRS HUSHABYE. Now if I said that, it would sound witty. Why can't you say it wittily? What on earth is the matter with you? Why don't you inspire everybody with confidence? with respect? MAZZINI [humbly]. I think that what is the matter with me is that I am poor. You don't know what that means at home. Mind: I don't say they have ever complained. They've all been wonderful: they've been proud of my poverty. They've even joked about it quite often. But my wife has had a very poor time of it. She has been quite resigned-- MRS HUSHABYE [shuddering involuntarily!] MAZZINI. There! You see, Mrs Hushabye. I don't want Ellie to live on resignation. MRS HUSHABYE. Do you want her to have to resign herself to living with a man she doesn't love? MAZZINI [wistfully]. Are you sure that would be worse than living with a man she did love, if he was a footling person? MRS HUSHABYE [relaxing her contemptuous attitude, quite interested in Mazzini now]. You know, I really think you must love Ellie very much; for you become quite clever when you talk about her. MAZZINI. I didn't know I was so very stupid on other subjects. MRS HUSHABYE. You are, sometimes. MAZZINI [turning his head away; for his eyes are wet]. I have learnt a good deal about myself from you, Mrs Hushabye; and I'm afraid I shall not be the happier for your plain speaking. But if you thought I needed it to make me think of Ellie's happiness you were very much mistaken. MRS HUSHABYE [leaning towards him kindly]. Have I been a beast? MAZZINI [pulling himself together]. It doesn't matter about me, Mrs Hushabye. I think you like Ellie; and that is enough for me.