The Trysting Place: A Farce in One Act

by Booth Tarkington

But you don’t know the pressure, the awful pressure my mother brought to bear on me. She simply made me marry him, Henry. It was night and day, day and night, week in, week out—

INGOLDSBY

And you never for one moment had the simple bravery, the simple loyalty to the man you’d given your word to—

MRS. BRIGGS

I was worn out. I was—

INGOLDSBY

You didn’t care enough for me to—

MRS. BRIGGS

I did!