Margaret. Oh, can’t you see that I must tell Hilary myself?
Gray. [Angrily] Women are incomprehensible!
Margaret. It’s men who are uncomprehending. Can’t you feel that it’ll hurt him less from me?
Gray. It’ll hurt him ten thousand times more.
Margaret. But differently. It’s the things one might have said that fester. At least I’ll spare him that torment. He shall say all he wants to say.
Gray. [Blackly] I suppose the truth is that there’s something in the very best of women that enjoys a scene.
Margaret. That’s the first bitter thing you’ve ever said to me.
Gray. [Breaking out] Can’t you see what it does to me to know you are in the same house with him? For God’s sake come out of it!
Margaret. [Close to him] I want to come, now, this moment. I want to be forced to come.
Gray. That settles it.