Peter. This night was always in my dreams. The night when I should come to you and say, Margaret Shawcross, this have I done for you, because you wanted it. Was it well done, Margaret?
Mar. Nobly done.
Peter. And the labourer is worthy of his hire? I ask for my reward.
Mar. (shaking her head). I can give you no reward that's big enough.
Peter. You can give the greatest prize on earth. We ought to have been married long ago. I've kept you waiting.
Mar. That had to be. They won't have married women teachers at the Midlandton High School. I couldn't burden you until this fight was fought.
Peter. And now, Margaret?
Mar. Now I'm ready—if——
Peter. More if's?
Mar. A very little one. If you've money to keep us three. No going short for mother.