Mrs. G. Thank heaven, my husband is in his right mind once more, and after heaven we must thank you, doctor. Dr. E. I have done all I could, and I am happy to have been so successful. Mrs. G. But since he has recovered his senses, his business affairs are worrying him. Would it not be better to explain everything? Dr. E. Yes, I think it will do to speak to-day, and, as a change of scene will be beneficial, get him up in his easy-chair and out here, if possible. Mrs. G. And Eugene, that unhappy boy. Dr. E. I doubt not this experience will be the needed one to arouse him to better things. You had best leave him to Kate. Mrs. G. Yes, I suppose so. Alas! I fear I have been much to blame for what has happened. I was too ignorant and helpless to be a wise mother. Dear Kate, what should we have done without her? (Rising.) But I must now go to my husband, who needs me every moment. I will follow your directions, doctor. (Exit, L. 2 E.) Dr. E. I am sorry to see you looking pale, Miss Alice, I hope you are not going to be ill also? Alice. Oh, no! I have been anxious about father. Dr. E. But now all occasion for anxiety has passed. Alice. Yes, and now I am to confess the truth somewhat out of sorts with myself. Dr. E. That is unfortunate, as we cannot easily get away from ourselves. Alice. Too true. (Enter Doughlass, C.) Doug. (coming L. of table). Aw--good afternoon, doctor. I thought I would come to take you out to wide, Alice. Alice (pettishly). Why, you have been here once to-day. Doug. Aw--yes--you cannot complain that I am not devoted, you know! Alice (aside). I wish I could. (Aloud.) Well, I suppose I may as well go out to ride as anything else. (Rising.) Doug. That is right; get your hat and we will go at once. (Alice, exit, L. 2 E.) You see I like to have her go out to wide, for it makes the fellows all envy me, you know. Alice is a devilish handsome girl, now, isn't she, doctor? Dr. E. Very handsome indeed. Doug. Yes--aw--and it's weally wough on a fellow, you know, to have to pay his attentions in a lunatic asylum. Dr. E. A lunatic asylum! Doug. Aw--yes--that is all I could think of whenever I have come here for the last two weeks, what with the old man waving wound, Eugene moping and tearing his hair, and Miss Kate having everything all her own way. Dr. E. Her father has cause to be thankful that his daughter does have everything her own way, at last. (Rises.) Doug. You surprise me. Aw--I have no doubt my--aw--future sister-in-law is a very smart woman, you know, but you see a fellow is afwaid of these smart women. (Enter Alice, L. 2 E., with hat, etc.) Alice. Yes, it makes things too unequal, no doubt. Doug. Aw--pwecisely. (Aside.) What the deuce does she mean? (Aloud.) Aw--if you are weady, my dear, we will bid the doctor good by.