ining his composure a little.]

BRAITHEWAITE [to UNA]. And so to-day you investigated travelling in
street cars?

UNA. Yes. "Joy-riding," you know. Then I saw him--and decided. I knew he
wouldn't dare to propose to me--under existing conditions.

BRAITHEWAITE. So you asked him to marry you?

UNA. Certainly not. I've too much consideration for you, dear.

BRAITHEWAITE. But I thought you said----?

UNA. I decided to bring him home to get your consent first.
[BRAITHEWAITE starts to say something.] I knew you'd approve when you
saw him. But I wanted to be sure I hadn't overlooked anything. And if
I had, I didn't want to have raised his hopes for nothing. [To GEORGE.]
Would you mind standing a moment, now, until Dad looks you over?

[GEORGE fidgets a little in embarrassment.]

BRAITHEWAITE. My dear, do you think the gentleman----?

UNA. "Gentleman!" Oh, yes, I forgot. I needn't have been so clumsy.
[She rises. GEORGE rises automatically. She continues to GEORGE.] I
apologize.

BRAITHEWAITE [also rising and moving his chair aside]. I fear you have
been too rude.

UNA. So do I. I've never even introduced you. Father, this is--this
is---- [To GEORGE.] By the way--I forgot to ask--what is your name?

GEORGE. Coxey, Miss.

UNA [sounding it]. Coxey. What's the first name? I can't call my husband
"Coxey," you know.

GEORGE. George, Miss.

UNA [triumphantly]. George! There's a fine virile name for you. George
Coxey! How strong that sounds! One of those names that would go equally
well in the blue book or the police blotter.

GEORGE. I never----

UNA. Don't disclaim. I know you've never been arrested. One can see your
goodness in your face.

BRAITHEWAITE [reprovingly]. Many of the best people go to jail now,
dear.

UNA. I know. But he's not rich and thank heaven he's not a fanatic.
Isn't he good-looking? And I'm sure he's strong. See those hands of
his--a little rough, of course, but I like that, and so firm and, for
his job, wonderfully clean. Don't hide them, George. They attracted me
from the start.

BRAITHEWAITE. How did you come here with my daughter at all, sir?

UNA [quickly]. I got off with him at the car barn when he finished his
run and asked him.

BRAITHEWAITE. Didn't you know you would lose your job by leaving that
way?

GEORGE [with a suppressed smile]. Yes, sir.

BRAITHEWAITE. And you came at any rate?

GEORGE. You see, sir, she gave me----

UNA [interrupting hurriedly]. A beseeching