_Dad._ What's the matter with the girl?

_Jack._ She's been worked to death. Standing on her feet in a
restaurant fourteen hours a day.

_Jessie._ Oh!

_Jack._ And you see, Jessie--I remembered how you'd gone to Florida
and got well. _(To the others.)_ Look at the difference! Look at the
contrast between them. That was what knocked me out--I couldn't get
away from it. I've got to send this girl to Florida and give her the
same chance that Jessie had.

_Jessie._ Who is she?

_Jack._ She was a waitress. She helped me when I was starving. And
now I have to help her. She's as good as gold, Jessie, and you must
be kind to her. It wasn't fair that she should die, just because I'd
been an idler, a good for nothing! Bob--you'll be satisfied when you
know what a lesson I've had. You can't imagine how I feel, coming
out of it--it's like escaping from a nightmare! I can't quite
believe it's over. _(He stands staring before him)._ And then I
think--I've brought her out with me, but how many others I left
behind me! Tens of thousands of others, down there in a pit! Belle,
look at me! It was a bad dream, and now it's over! Here's my
sister--see! She was as sick as you, and now, how well she is! Look
at her cheeks--touch her--take her hand. And you shall be like that,
you shall start for Florida right away! Can't you believe it, Dolly?

_Dolly._ It seems to me we've got some explanation coming to us,