H. A. Overstreet, Hearts to mend: A fantasy in one act (1920)
“ PIERROT (grimly) Nothing as easy as that in this house. It’s hearts to mend here!MAN (slinging off his pack) Hearts to mend?—oho—I do that, too! Truth is (confidentially) , it’s come to be my main business. For if you’d believe it, there’s more hearts to mend and souls to mend than pots and kettles to mend in this old world of ours. Fact, my dear sir, fact! (Sits down) And you can’t throw hearts away when they begin to show wear—now can you?—like you throw away an old pot? No siree! (Impressively) You got to mend ’em. ”
