MARY. You shouldn’t say I’m like your Mother.
LEONARD. But you are.
MARY. You make me unhappy.
LEONARD. Then I shouldn’t say it. But you are.
MRS. TIMBRELL. I’d be glad to think that I’m like you, Mary.
MARY. It’s all unhappy for me. I spoil everything.
ADA. It isn’t your fault.
MARY. [To ADA.] You want to blame it all on him. That’s no use. It isn’t all him.
SHEILA. We want to be kind to you.