MRS. CRASHAW, laughing, to MRS. CURWEN: "What did you send YOURS
back for, my dear?"

MRS. CURWEN, thrusting out one hand gloved, and the other ungloved:
"I didn't want two rights."

YOUNG MR. BEMIS: "Not even women's rights?"

MRS. CURWEN: "Oh, so young and so depraved! Are all the young men
in Florence so bad?" Surveying her extended arms, which she turns
over: "I don't know that I need have sent him for the other glove.
I could have explained to Mrs. Roberts. Perhaps she would have
forgiven my coming in one glove."

MILLER, looking down at the pretty arms: "If she had seen you
without."

MRS. CURWEN: "Oh, you were looking!" She rapidly involves her arms
in her wrap. Then she suddenly unwraps them, and regards them
thoughtfully. "What if he should bring a ten-button instead of an
eight! And he's quite capable of doing it."

MILLER: "Are there such things as ten-button gloves?"

MRS. CURWEN: "You would think there were ten-thousand button gloves
if you had them to button."

MILLER: "It would depend upon whom I had to button them for."

MRS. CURWEN: "For Mrs. Miller, for example."