MAUD. [Removing his hand from her chin] Don't oppose it, father, please! I've always wanted to earn my own living.
BUILDER. Living! Living!
MAUD. [Gathering determination] You can't stop me, father, because I shan't need support. I've got quite good terms.
BUILDER. [Almost choking, but mastering himself] Do you mean to say you've gone as far as that?
MAUD. Yes. It's all settled.
BUILDER. Who put you up to this?
MAUD. No one. I've been meaning to, ever so long. I'm twenty-one, you know.
BUILDER. A film face! Good God! Now, look here! I will not have a daughter of mine mixed up with the stage. I've spent goodness knows what on your education—both of you.
MAUD. I don't want to be ungrateful; but I—I can't go on living at home.
BUILDER. You can't—! Why? You've every indulgence.