WILL. Are you going to make me take it away [LAURA crosses to window.] from you? I've [Crosses to sofa.] never laid my hands on you yet.
LAURA. It's my business.
[Crossing to left of sofa, around it on down-stage side.
WILL. Yes, and it's mine.
During scene. Backing away from WILL, who is following her, LAURA backs against bureau. WILL grabs her and attempts to take telegram from her. She has put it in the front of her waist. She slowly draws it out.
WILL. That telegram's from Madison. Give it here!
LAURA. No.
WILL. I'm going to find out where I stand. Give me that telegram, or
I'll take it away from you.
LAURA. No.
WILL. Come on!