HARRIET. Only after you had refused him.
HETTY [turning on HARRIET]. Was it my fault that I refused him?
HARRIET. That's right, blame me.
HETTY. It was your fault. You told me he was too poor and never
would be able to do anything in painting. Look at him now, known
in Europe, just returned from eight years in Paris, famous.
HARRIET. It was too poor a gamble at the time. It was much safer
to accept Charles's money and position.
HETTY. And then John married Margaret within the year.
HARRIET. Out of spite.
HETTY. Freckled, gawky-looking thing she was, too.
HARRIET [a little sadly]. Europe improved her. She was stunning
the other morning.
HETTY. Make her jealous to-day.
HARRIET. Shall I be haughty or cordial or caustic or ----
HETTY. Above all else you must let her know that we are rich.
HARRIET. Oh, yes, I do that quite easily now.
HETTY. You must put it on a bit.
HARRIET. Never fear.
HETTY. Tell her I love my husband.
HARRIET. My husband ----
HETTY. Are you going to quarrel with me?
HARRIET [moves away]. No, I have no desire to quarrel with you.
It is quite too uncomfortable.
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