Jane. Why didn't you adopt Kathryn yourself, Gloria? You might have done that for your daughter.
Gloria. For reasons of my own, and my husband's, I thought it best to allow you to.
Jane. Your child is quite your treasure, Gloria, you hide it so cleverly. As for your husband, I think you must have buried him.
Gloria. We were married on our trip to London—yours and mine. My husband's father did not approve of the match and our marriage was annulled. Events which have since transpired allow us to be reunited.
Jane. It seems very strange this, your marrying your own husband.
Gloria (radiantly). It is strange, beautifully, idealistically strange. Oh, you never could believe me, never!
Jane. I believed you once, Gloria.
Gloria (turning quickly). In the exact spot where I said I had found the basket—
Jane. And with which Kathryn picks posies now—
Gloria. It was there that I found the will!