Act I

You wouldn’t need grounds. Just get him up in court and let the judge look at him.

And even if I did get free, where am I? I’m not young any more. No man under sixty would look at me.

Well, men over sixty are more liable to have money than boy scouts.

I don’t like old men.

Who does? Just the same, they’ve got their good points. They sleep eighteen hours a day. And they’re like little kids-they believe everything you tell them.

I never could fool anybody. That’s why I’ve been afraid to try anything, with Paul. He knows when I’m lying to him, every time.

Him! He isn’t even listening to you! You could have callers right in this room and he wouldn’t hear them come in⁠—not with all those God-given melodies ringing in his ears.

What’s the use of talking about it? There haven’t been any volunteers. Women can’t go wrong if they’re not invited.

All I can say is, if you don’t break away from him, you’re crazy!