Are either of you married?
No.
Uh, no.
You mean you were, but now you're divorced...Well, come now Miss Imbrie, surely you're not ashamed of it.
Well, of course I'm not ashamed of it.
WHAT!?
Well, it was years ago. I was only a kid in Duluth.
Well, good heavens Liz! You never told me anything...
You never asked me.
Well, I know, but you...
Joe Smith. Hardware.
You're the darnedest girl, Liz.
I think I'm sweet.
Duluth. That must be a lovely spot. It's west of here, isn't it?...And this is your first visit in Philadelphia? It's a quaint old place, don't you think, filled with relics. And how old are you, Mr. Connor?
Thirty.
One book isn't much for a man of thirty. Well, I don't mean to criticize. You probably have other interests outside your work.
None, I mean unless... [He gestures to acknowledge his friendship with Liz]
How sweet. Are you going together?
Well, that is an odd question I must say.
Well, I don't see why. I think it's very interesting. Miss Imbrie. Don't you agree that if a man says he loves a girl, he ought to marry her?
Can she be human?
Please, Mr. Connor! I asked Miss Imbrie a question.
That depends. I-
I'll see what's keeping Mama. [she leaves the room]
