TILLMAN. It isn't a question of chance; you just can't help it
sometimes, can you, George?
TILLMAN. No, you can't.
MRS. TILLMAN. And so--
AUSTIN. Don't worry! Your daughter's safe with me. I'm not the jealous
sort myself and I love Jinny so completely, so calmly, and yet with my
heart, and soul, and mind, and body, she'll never have a _chance_ even
to _try_ to be jealous of _me_!
TILLMAN. Sh!
[_JINNY enters Right._
JINNY. I found poor Maggie up in my room crying! She says she can't bear
to have me go away. I think she's sorry now she wouldn't come with me as
maid--and I said good-by to cook and she sniffed!
[_AUSTIN looks at his watch._
AUSTIN. Oh! we ought to go!
MRS. TILLMAN. Good-by, darling!
[_Kissing JINNY and embracing her a long time, while AUSTIN and
TILLMAN shake hands warmly and say good-by._
JINNY. [_Going to her father._] Good-by, father. Dear old father!
[_With happy emotion._
[_AUSTIN meanwhile is shaking hands with MRS. TILLMAN._
JINNY. [_Returns to her mother._] Darling--oh, how good you've always
been to me! Oh, mummy darling, I _shall_ miss you! You'll send me a
letter to-morrow, won't you, or a telegram? Send a telegram--you've got
the address!
MRS.
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