I don’t know as it was ever what I called a cheerful room.
HENRY (severely)
A parlor’s where a person’s supposed to sit and think of God, and you couldn’t expect it to be cheerful!
ELLA (looks about)
Seems like we’d had trouble and disgrace enough in this family without her takin’ all the slip covers off of the chairs and sofa!
EMMA
It ain’t right!
SADIE
That Boston woman that’s building the house over on Elm Street ain’t so much as goin’ to have a parlor. I stopped her right on the street and asked her what she was plannin’ to do soon as the first of ’em died.