Penelope.
But if I acquire so many virtues I shan’t be a woman, but a monster, and how can he love me then?
Beadsworth.
[From the window.] There’s a car stopping at the door.
Penelope.
Listen.... I can hear a key being turned. It must be Dickie.
Beadsworth.
What are you going to do?
Penelope.
[Hesitating.] What do you think, mamma?