MINNIE. But if he's so poor, how's he going to live? He can't afford to hire me to help him.
AUGUSTA. I don't know. Dr. Pindar was about to leave in search of you.
MINNIE. I was afraid of that—when he ought to be going to New York to test the discovery at the hospitals there. He meant to.
AUGUSTA. You must see him.
MINNIE. Oh, I'll see him now. That was what hurt me most, lying to him about why I was leaving—letting him think I was sick of working with him.
AUGUSTA. Minnie, I'm willing to say that I was mistaken about you. You may have been unwise, but you never did anything wrong. Isn't it so?
MINNIE. Why do you think that now? What changed you? Just because I might have helped to keep Mr. Pindar from being shot by a crazy man—that didn't change you, did it?
AUGUSTA. I was mistaken!
MINNIE. If you thought I was bad yesterday, I'm bad today.
AUGUSTA. A bad woman couldn't have done what you did just now.