Seymour
And your mother?
Mrs. W.
Law me, Hiram Warner thinks there was never anybody in the world like his mother. And there never was!
Seymour
That's good to build on. It is clear that your boy is ill, and the burden of his knowledge, whether truth or delusion, is far too great for him to bear. If you could interest him for even a brief time in ordinary life—(smiling) miracles that are too common to be disturbing—throw him with young people——
Bellows
You don't mean you won't sign the commitment papers!
Seymour
Just that. I shall not sign them.