Mrs. Townly: On the contrary, I am always going the right way, and each of you turns away from me from malice. And in a word I know they have made some plan contrary to mine. But I see my daughter coming and I must talk to her again. Halloo, Angelica, halloo. Come here for a minute.
Lucas: (exiting)
I am going to see Mr. Townly in the arbor.
Angelica: (entering)
What do you want me for, mother?
Mrs. Townly:
To speak to you again, daughter.
Angelica:
I'm always ready to listen to you.
Mrs. Townly: I can complain about you every way because you are a dissimulator, while I am good, and reasonable. Since I have to dispose of you one way or another I want to consult your inclinations. Speak sincerely for once in your life. Do you want to marry or not?
Angelica: I've already told you mother, I am duty bound not to have any will in this matter.
Mrs. Townly: But you do nevertheless—admit it. I have no end other than your satisfaction. Open your heart to me; speak naturally. You think that marriage can make a girl happy?
Angelica:
I see some wives who praise their situation.
Mrs. Townly:
Ah, now I begin to understand.