BISHOP. Then until they do--for my sake, Stanley. For old times'
sake. Because we were classmates.

PRESCOTT. But it's damned unethical! Do you realize ...
[_Telephone rings._] Hello!--Oh, hello, dear ... Yes, I am just
leaving. I'll be there in a few minutes. [BISHOP _takes out
checkbook and writes._] I don't like this.

BISHOP. The ethical sin will be wholly mine. You don't know what
it'll mean to my boy to be associated with your firm; you don't
know what it'll mean to the girl. He's been engaged to her for
three years.

PRESCOTT. I don't like it.

BISHOP. It means new life for two young people, life for them in
our way of life. This check, Stanley, is for twelve hundred
dollars. Pay Kenneth twenty-five dollars a week. When your plans go
through, pay him whatever he's worth to you.

PRESCOTT. It's damned unethical.

BISHOP. There is a greater righteousness than business ethics.
[_Protesting still_, PRESCOTT _takes the check._] Good-bye,
Stanley--God bless you. [BISHOP _goes._]

[PRESCOTT _stands regarding check a moment, then rings,_ LUCILLE
_enters_.]

PRESCOTT. Take a letter. Mr. Kenneth Holden. You have his address