JAMES. Yes, sir, I'm much more interested than you might think.
PETER. Good. We'll take up the mail in a minute. Now, in order to carry out my plans—
CATHERINE. [Sticking her head in the door.] Ready for coffee?
PETER. Er—a little later. Close the door, dear. [She disappears, closing the door.] In order to carry out my plans, I have had to use great diplomacy. I made up my mind to keep Katie in the family; being a rich man—everybody knows it—I've had to guard against fortune-hunters. However, I think I've done away with them, for the whole town understands that Katie hasn't a penny—doesn't it, James?
JAMES. Yes, sir.
PETER. Yes, I think I've made that very clear. My dream was to bring Catherine up to keep her in the family, and it has been fulfilled. My plans have turned out beautifully, for she is satisfied and happy.
JAMES. But did you want her to be happy simply because you are happy, sir? Don't you want her to be happy because she is happy?
PETER. If she's happy, why should I care? [Picks up the last letter.
JAMES. If she's happy.
PETER. [Losing his temper.] What do you mean? That's the second time you've said that. Why do you harp on—