(patting her)
I think it's frightful, the things they said. What are they trying to do, break up a happy home?
LAURA
We are happy, aren't we?
GORDON
Well, I should say so. Did you ever hear me complain? (Takes her in his arms.)
LAURA
No, Gordie. It was cruel of them to try to make trouble between us—but, perhaps, some of the things they said—
GORDON
Were true?—