(Hubbard looks wise.)
Starkweather
(To Hubbard.) You know more about this than would appear. What is it?
Hubbard
I'd rather not. It is too—
(Looks significantly at Mrs. Starkweather and Connie.)—er—delicate.
Starkweather
This affair has gone beyond all delicacy. What is it?
Margaret
No! No!