NETTIE (to Emma)
Mother, don’t you think I’d better leave the room?
SADIE (angrily)
Not if half the stories I’ve heard about you are true, I don’t.
HENRY
Come, come, no rows! Is this a time or place for spite? We’ve always been a united family, we’ve always got to be,—leavin’ Ben out, of course. You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.
ORIN
Mum! Say Mum! (He pulls at Sadie’s dress) Why should anybody want to make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear?
ELLA
Can’t you stop that boy askin’ such fool questions?