SHEFFIELD—[Quickly. ] I'll take you at your word. Then let us arrange it this way. You will remain here a month longer at least—
CURTIS—No!
SHEFFIELD—[Ignoring the interruption.] You can make plans for the child's future in that time, become reconciled to it—
CURTIS—No!
JAYSON—[Pleadingly.] Curt—please—for all our sakes—when the honor of the family is at stake.
DICK—Yes, old man, there's that about it, you know.
CURTIS—No!
EMILY—Oh, he's impossible!
SHEFFIELD—Perhaps Curt misunderstood me. [Meaningly.] Be reconciled to it in the eyes of the public, Curt. That's what I meant. Your own private feelings in the matter—are no one's business but your own, of course.
CURTIS—[Bewilderedly.] But—I don't see—Oh, damn your eyes of the public!