_Dolly._ Let me tell you, young fellow, you can't work your games on
me. You let my sister alone.

_Jack._ Good Lord! What do you take me for?

_Dolly._ I take you for a man. And you don't get any hold on my
sister!

_Belle._ Dolly! You----

_Dolly._ You keep out of this, I'll talk to him.

_Jack (impetuously)._ Look here! I want to help your sister. I won't
stand by and see her die.

_Dolly._ What's it to you if she does?

_Jack._ Didn't she save me from jail?

_Dolly._ That wasn't much.

_Jack._ It was her best. Now I want to do mine. Listen to me! Let
Belle have a chance. It's been a long time since she's had one, I
fancy.

_Dolly._ That's true enough. But she'll be on her job tomorrow.

_Jack._ She's ill.