MISS MILLER (eagerly): "No, no! Yes, yes! He would die for me, indeed he would, and is afraid of no one!"
MARGOT (luring her on): "I expect he is very much afraid of your father."
MISS MILLER (hesitating): "Papa is so rude to him."
MARGOT (with scorn): "Well, if your major is afraid of your father, I think nothing of him!" (Slight movement behind the door.)
MISS MILLER (impulsively): "He is afraid of no one! But Papa never talks to him."
MARGOT (very deliberately): "Well, there is only one thing for you to do; and that is to run away!" (Sensation behind the door.)
MISS MILLER (with determination, her eyes sparkling): "If he will do it, I WILL! But oh, dear! …What will people say? How they will talk!"
MARGOT (lightly): "Oh, of course, if you care for what people say, you will be done all through life!"
MISS MILLER: "Papa would be furious, you know, and would curse fearfully!"
To this I answered: