JOY. He 's keeping back something Uncle Tom ought to know.
DICK. Are you sure?
[Joy makes a rush to pass him.]
[Barring the way.] No, wait a minute—you must! Was it something that really matters?—I don't want to know what.
JOY. Yes, it was.
DICK. What a beastly thing—are you quite certain, Joy?
JOY. [Between her teeth.] Yes.
DICK. Then you must tell him, of course, even if you did overhear. You can't stand by and see the Colonel swindled. Whom was he talking to?
JOY. I won't tell you.
DICK. [Taking her wrist.] Was it was it your Mother?