[_Following the child with her eyes._] No, that boy, I could just sit an' look at him. I don't know, when I see a boy like that ... [_She takes up a corner of her apron and wipes her eyes._] ... I feel as if I had to howl right out. FLEISCHER Did you have a boy like that once? MRS. WOLFF That I had. But what's the use o' all that. You can't make people come back to life. You see--things like that--that's life.... _A pause._ FLEISCHER One can't be careful enough with children, MRS. WOLFF You can go an' be as careful as you want to be. What is to be, will be. [_A pause.--Shaking her head._] What trouble did you have with Mr. Motes? FLEISCHER I? None at all! What trouble should I have had with him? MRS. WOLFF Oh, I was just thinkin'. FLEISCHER How old is your daughter anyhow? MRS. WOLFF She'll be out o' school this Easter. Why? Would you like to have her? I wouldn't mind her goin' into service if it's with you. FLEISCHER I don't see why not. That wouldn't be half bad. MRS. WOLFF She's grown up to be a strong kind o' body. Even if she is a bit young, she c'n work most as well as any one, I tell you. An' I tell you another thing. She's a scamp now an' then; she don't always do right. But she ain't no fool. That girl's got genius. FLEISCHER That's quite possible, no doubt. MRS. WOLFF You just let her go an' recite a single piece for you--just once--a pome, or somethin'. An' I tell you, Doctor, you ain't goin' to be able to get through shiverin'. You c'n possibly call her in some day when you got visitors from Berlin. All kinds o' writers comes to your house, I believe. An' she ain't backward; she'll sail right in. Oh, she does say pieces _that_ beautiful.--[_With a sudden change of manner._] Now I want to give you a bit o' advice; only you musn't be offended. FLEISCHER I'm never offended by good advice. MRS. WOLFF First thing, then: Don't give away so much. Nobody ain't goin' to thank you for it. You don't get nothin' but ingratitude. FLEISCHER Why, I don't give away very much, Mrs. Wolff. MRS. WOLFF That's all right, I know. An' the more you talk, the more scared people gets. First thing they says: that's a demercrat. Yon can't be too careful talkin'. FLEISCHER In what way am I to take all that, Mrs. Wolff? MRS. WOLFF Yon c'n go an' you c'n think what you please. But you gotta be careful when it comes to talkin', or you sit in gaol before you know it. FLEISCHER [_Turns pale._] Well, now, look here, but that's nonsense, Mrs. Wolff. MRS. WOLFF No, no. I tell you that's serious. An' be careful o' that feller, whatever you do! FLEISCHER Whom do you mean by that? MRS. WOLFF The same man we was talkin' about a while ago. FLEISCHER Motes, you mean? MRS. WOLFF I ain't namin' no names. You must ha' had some kind o' trouble with that feller. FLEISCHER I don't even associate with him any longer. MRS. WOLFF Well, you see, that's just what I've been think-in'. FLEISCHER