Alexander Woollcott credited as playing...
Vanderveer Veyden
- Vanderveer Veyden: He kept staring at me as I questioned him, with an utterly mad look in his eyes. And after I'd done with my congratulations and amenities, he whispered very gently, "Veyden, I loathe you," and skittered off into the night.
- Anthony Mallare: You contemptible fools. Sitting snug and dry in your taxidermist window. Self-satisfied with your crackling egos, looking at life with beady eyes.
- Julia Vivian: What's the matter with you?
- Vanderveer Veyden: Tony, are you ill?
- Anthony Mallare: No. Not anymore. But you are. You're sick - all of you. Little scribblers. Sick with your greedy pursuit of trifles. Sick with making life small.
- Maggie: Tony, pull yourself together. We're your friends.
- Anthony Mallare: Quite right. I was one of you. I wore that same smirk that's in all your faces. That same cheap sneer of God and man.
- Vanderveer Veyden: He's mad.
- Anthony Mallare: No, I'm horribly sane. Too sane to be able to make myself understood by you.. But wait. Wait till he wind blows over you and the night comes down on your head. Wait till you want rest.
- Vanderveer Veyden: I'm glad to say that since you withdrew your protection, she's no longer tolerated by her betters.
- Vanderveer Veyden: Nonsense! We are very fond of Mr. Mallare. He has the charming faculty of making everybody who knows him feel noble and unselfish, by comparison.