Part 22 (1/2)

AUBREY.

To understand!

DRUMMLE.

To understand, to--to philosophise.

AUBREY.

To philosophise?

DRUMMLE.

Philosophy is toleration, and it is only one step from toleration to forgiveness.

AUBREY.

You're right, Cayley; I believe you always are. Yes, yes. But, even if I had the courage to attempt to solve the problem of Ellean's future in this way, I--I'm helpless.

DRUMMLE.

How?

AUBREY.

What means have I now of placing my daughter in the world I've left?

DRUMMLE.

Oh, some friend--some woman friend.

AUBREY.

I have none; they're gone.

DRUMMLE.

You're wrong there; I know one----

AUBREY.

[_Listening._] That's Paula's cart. Let's discuss this again.

DRUMMLE.

[_Going up to the window and looking out._] It isn't the dog-cart.

[_Turning to_ AUBREY.] I hope you'll forgive me, old chap.

AUBREY.

What for?