- Mary Willoughby: [Goes to the window and looks out] It's that impertinent recruiting sergeant. I passed him on the street yesterday. He closed one of his eyes at me, then quickly opened it again.
- [She demonstrates to the other ladies in the room]
- Mary Willoughby: I knew what he meant.
- [She looks out again and sees the recruiting officer wink at her. She quickly closes the window curtain]
- Dr. Valentine Brown: You know, Miss Phoebe.
- Phoebe Throssel: [Nervously] Yes, Mr. Brow... Brown.
- Dr. Valentine Brown: To me you'll always be like this quiet, old-fashioned garden full of the flowers I love best because I've known them longest. The daisy that stands for innocence, the hyacinth for constancy, the modest violet, and the rose.
- Phoebe Throssel: It's a pretty speech, sir.
- Dr. Valentine Brown: And from the heart.
- Susan Throssel: A misunderstanding.
- Phoebe Throssel: Just a mistake.
- Susan Throssel: We can let it down. Other gentlemen have been attracted by you, Phoebe.
- Phoebe Throssel: I didn't want them.
- Susan Throssel: They will come again. And others.
- Phoebe Throssel: No. Never speak of that to me anymore. I let him kiss me.
- Susan Throssel: You could not prevent him.
- Phoebe Throssel: Yes, I could. I know I could now. I wanted him to do it. Oh, never speak to me of others after that. Perhaps he saw I wanted him to do it and did it to please me. But I meant it. Indeed, I did. And I gave it to him with all my love. Sister, I could bear all the rest... But I've been unladylike.