“What is it you propose to do? How are you going to get this absurd paltry sum you are making such a fuss about?”
“That I decline to tell you—”
“Don’t you dare to do needlework or anything that would make me look foolish. I forbid it!”
“And I scorn your forbidding! Make you look foolish, indeed! When you make me look foolish every day of my life, because I can’t do as other women do—can’t have what other wives have—”
“Now, now, Tiger, don’t make such a row over nothing—let’s talk it over seriously—”
“There’s nothing to talk over. I’ve asked you time and again for an allowance of money—real money, not charge accounts—and you always refuse—”
“And always shall, if you are so ugly about it! Why must you fly into a rage over it? Your temper is—”
“My temper is roused by your cruelty—”
“Cruelty!”
“Yes; it’s as much cruelty as if you struck me! You deny me my heart’s dearest wish for no reason whatever—”