It was your father began it. When he found I knew you, he almost wept with emotion. He asked a hundred questions about your life in America.
VERA
His life and mine are for ever separate. He is a Reactionary, I a Radical.
QUINCY
But he loves you dreadfully—he can't understand why you should go slaving away summer and winter in a Settlement—you a member of the Russian nobility!
VERA [With faint smile]
I might say, noblesse oblige. But the truth is, I earn my living that way. It would do you good to slave there too!
QUINCY [Eagerly]
Would they chain us together? I'd come to-morrow.