ETHEL. And Letitia!
OCEANA. Cousin Letitia!
LETITIA. [Enters.] My dear cousin! So glad you are here!
OCEANA. [Looking from one to the other, as they eye her critically.] Oh, are you really glad to see me? You must be, you know... for I've come so far. And you've no idea how homesick I've been.
MRS. MASTERSON. Homesick, my dear? For that wild place you left?
OCEANA. But Aunt Sophronia, that's my home! And it's God's own dream of beauty!
MRS. MASTERSON. Yes, my dear... I dare say...
OCEANA. Ah, you've never been there, or you wouldn't feel that way! Picture it as it is at this moment... the broad white beach... the sun setting and the clouds aflame... the great green breakers rolling in... the frigate-birds calling... the palm trees rustling in the wind! And you don't have to wrap yourself up in clothes... you don't have to shut yourself up in houses! You plunge through the surf, you dance upon the beach... naked...
MRS. MASTERSON. [Aghast.] My dear girl!
OCEANA. Oh, oh! That's so! I beg your pardon!