Mrs. Townly: I never contradict except for good reason. But I don't like being contradicted. For example, I'm angry with you for your obstinacy. Why do you obstinately hide from me that which I wish to know? Don't I know that you are the advisor, the oracle of my husband? Without a doubt he has taken you into his confidence in the plan he has for Angelica.
Lucas:
Hey! He did speak to me about that.
Mrs. Townly:
Ha! Tell me about it.
Lucas:
I considered the matter of Miss Angelica very thoroughly.
Mrs. Townly:
Yes.
Lucas:
I know what I would tell myself about that matter.
Mrs. Townly:
Well, Lucas?
Lucas:
But my thoughts, your husband's thoughts, your daughter's thoughts—
I'm not going to tell you. Not even if you cry.
Mrs. Townly:
Lucas, I beg you, tell me.
Lucas: You're not going to find out a thing. I see you coming. You're always trying to find out the yes and the no. I will marry her. I will not marry her. What did he say? What did she say? and all that just so you can see the road others are taking so you can cross them.