Who ever heard of a married man—I suppose you think all girls would be pleased to know that you were running home to your wife every night. It’s ridiculous! When the people found out they’d laugh themselves sick——
LILIOM
I know what you want.
MRS. MUSKAT
[Refuses to meet his gaze.] You flatter yourself.
LILIOM
You’ll give me that ring, too?
MRS. MUSKAT
[Pushes the hair back from his forehead.] Yes.
LILIOM