Oh, why can't they let me alone! They make what ought to be the holiest and most beautiful thing in life the most horrible and dishonest. They make me hate marriage—hate it!
[Unseen by Helen, the Butler steps out.
Theodore
[patting her shoulder]
Just you wait till the right one comes along.
Butler
[to Lucy]
Doctor Hamilton has come, ma'am.
Helen
[with an old-fashioned gasp]