TIPPY. Where are you going?
KEN. That's my affair. I'm packing tonight and leaving tomorrow. [He goes into bedroom.]
KATE. Lord, what a mess!
TIPPY. Katie, I'm afraid our children are showing too much spirit.
KATE. What's Ken planning? Going on Laura?
TIPPY. Lord, no.
KATE. I'd hardly think so with all that bluff at independence! [Pause.]
TIPPY. How much did you girls, as seniors, put down as your expectation of earning power in five years?
KATE. We didn't do such sordid things at Vassar. And besides, it's been six years, not five.
TIPPY. Class of '29. Six years, and six of us. Well, we've stuck together. In solidarity there is strength.