VIOLA: The dark cloud I refer to is Mrs. Wilson, who calls herself a widow and who has been hanging around father for the last few months in the hope that he'll make her Mrs. Maynard number two.
DORA: The hussy!
MAGGIE: The cat!
VIOLA: I wouldn't care if she loved father, but I suspect that all she's after is his money.
CHLORINDA: His mazuma.
GERTIE: Get on to the African Jew!
LOTTIE: Any woman that wants to fool your father has to get up early in the morning.
VIOLA: Mrs. Wilson sometimes looks as if she stays up all night.
(All girls laugh.)
VIOLA: If she only knew that the old plantation is mortgaged up to the roof, I guess she wouldn't be so anxious about marrying father.
VIOLA: (To CHLORINDA.) Well, Chlorinda, what brings you out here?