Mrs. Townly:
Stay at least until tomorrow.
Lucas: Tomorrow you'll no longer be in the mood to throw me out. I want to quit today.
Mrs. Townly: No! It won't be said that I am your dupe. You wish to leave me and I do not wish you to leave.
Lucas: One cannot keep people against their will. And you are of such a disposition.
Mrs. Townly:
Listen! Is my disposition really so horrible?
Lucas:
More than I care to suffer.
Mrs. Townly:
At bottom, I'm really no good?
Lucas: To be fair; I know that it isn't from malice that you torment the whole world—but your will is naturally contrary and never agrees with the will of any other person.
Mrs. Townly: You hold a strange opinion of me—for of all the women in the world, there isn't one who contradicts less than I do.
Lucas:
There's nobody like you, it's true.