Hubbard
Why should I?
Margaret
You are his creature.
Hubbard
If it will ease your suspense, let me tell you that I have not told him. But I do protest to you that you must treat me with more—more kindness.
(Margaret makes no sign but passes on utterly oblivious of him.) (Hubbard stares angrily at her and makes exit) (Starkweather, who is finishing packing, puts the documents last inside box, and closes and locks it. To one side is the orderly stack of the several account books and packets of papers.)
Starkweather
Good morning, Margaret. I sent for you because we did not finish that talk last night. Sit down.
(She gets a chair for herself and sits down.)