SPILLER, hurls her milking stool and pail from
her._] That's your doin'! I'll git even with you!
[_Sobbing, she runs up the stairs to the loft._
HELEN
[_Joining MRS. KRAUSE._] Why, what did she do?
MRS. KRAUSE
[_Roughly._] Any o' your business?
HELEN
[_Passionately, almost weeping._] Yes, it is my business.
MRS. SPILLER
[_Coming up quickly._] Dear Miss Helen, it's nothing fit for the ear of a
young lady ...
MRS. KRAUSE
An' I'd like to know why not! She ain't made o' sugar. The wench lay abed
with the hired man. Now you know it!
HELEN
[_In a commanding voice._] The maid shall stay for all that!
MRS. KRAUSE
Wench!
HELEN
Good! Then I'll tell father that you spend your nights just the same way
with William Kahl.
MRS. KRAUSE
[_Strikes her full in the face._] There you got a reminder!
HELEN
[_Deathly pale, but even more firmly._] And I say the maid shall stay!
Otherwise I'll make it known--you ... with William Kahl ... your cousin,
my betrothed ... I'll tell the whole world.
MRS. KRAUSE
[_Her assurance breaking down._] Who can say it's so!
HELEN
I can. For I saw him this morning coming out of your bed-room .
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