Florence
What good can all this possibly do?
Nicky
Clear things up, of course. I can’t go on any more half knowing——
Florence
Why should that side of my life be any concern of yours?
Nicky
But, mother!
Florence
I’m different from other women—completely different—and you expect me to be the same. Why can’t you realize that with a temperament like mine it’s impossible to live an ordinary humdrum life. You’re not a boy any longer—you’re a man—and——