Grace.
Didn’t you say that you were going to abolish the rule?
Claude.
Of course I’m going to abolish the rule. Hang it all, it’s caused wretchedness enough.
Grace.
I wish you’d had an opportunity of telling them.
Claude.
[Rather shamefacedly.] The coroner asked me what I was going to do about it. I couldn’t knuckle under then with all those people round me. I simply couldn’t, Grace. I was obliged to say that I meant to be master in my own house, and I didn’t propose to let anyone dictate to me.
Grace.
[Putting her hand on his shoulder.] I’m afraid you’ve been awfully worried, old man.