NETTIE
Yours! Grandma wouldn’t have left her money to you. She hated old people. Everybody does. She’d have left it to me, but for Jane Crosby!
I always wanted a dress like this; when I was young, I used to dream about one, but mother only laughed. For years I counted on gettin’ me what I wanted, when she died; now I never will.
NETTIE (fiercely)
I will—somehow!
ELLA
Maybe but not me. Oh, if I could have the feelin’ of a dress like that on me, if I could wear it once, where folks could see me—Just once! Oh, I know how they’d laugh—I wouldn’t care——
NETTIE (almost in tears)
I can’t stand it if she’s going to wear things like that.