ALICE. [_ever so gently ironical._] Well, he's in the Army . . he's almost in Society . . and he has to get on in both; one mustn't blame him. Of course if the money could have been given up with a flourish of trumpets . . ! But even then I doubt whether the advertisement would bring in what it cost. EDWARD. [_very serious._] But when one thinks how the money was obtained! ALICE. When one thinks how most money is obtained! EDWARD. They've not earned it. ALICE. [_her eyes humorous._] If they had they might have given it you and earned more. Did I ever tell you what my guardian said to me when I came of age? EDWARD. I'm thankful your money's not been in danger. ALICE. It might have been, but I was made to look after it myself . . much against my will. My guardian was a person of great character and no principles, the best and most loveable man I've ever met . . I'm sorry you never knew him Edward . . and he said once to me . . You've no right to your money. You've not earned it or deserved it in any way. Therefore don't be surprised or annoyed if any enterprising person tries to get it from you. He has at least as much right to it as you have . . if he can use it better, he has more right. Shocking sentiments, aren't they? No respectable man of business could own to them. But I'm not so sorry for some of these clients as you are, Edward. EDWARD _shakes his head, treating these paradoxes as they deserve_. EDWARD. Alice . . one or two of them will be beggared. ALICE. [_sincerely._] Yes, that is serious. What's to be done? EDWARD. There's old nurse . . with her poor little savings gone! ALICE. Surely those can be spared her? EDWARD. The Law's no respecter of persons . . that's its boast. Old Booth with more than he wants will keep enough. My old nurse, with just enough, may starve. But it'll be a relief to clear out this nest of lies, even though one suffers one's self. I've been ashamed to walk into that office, Alice . . I'll hold my head high in prison though. _He shakes himself stiffly erect, his chin high._ ALICE _quizzes him_. ALICE. Edward, I'm afraid you're feeling heroic. EDWARD. I! ALICE. Don't be so proud of your misfortune. You looked quite like Booth for the moment. [_this effectually removes the starch._] It will be very stupid to send you to prison and you must do your best to keep out. [_she goes on very practically._] We were discussing if anything could be done for these one or two people who'll be beggared. EDWARD. Yes, Alice. I'm sorry nothing can be done for them. ALICE. It's a pity. EDWARD. I suppose I was feeling heroic. I didn't mean to. _He has become a little like a child with her._ ALICE. That's the worst of acting on principle . . one begins thinking of one's attitude instead of the use of what one is doing. EDWARD. I'm exposing this fraud on principle. ALICE. Perhaps that's what's wrong. EDWARD. Wrong! ALICE. My dear Edward, if people are to be ruined . . !