MADELINE: (_giving it clean and straight_) Gee, I think that's rotten!
FEJEVARY: Quite likely your inelegance will not affect it one way or the
other.
MADELINE: (_she has taken her seat again, is thinking it out_) I'm
twenty-one next Tuesday. Isn't it on my twenty-first birthday I get that
money Grandfather Morton left me?
FEJEVARY: What are you driving at?
MADELINE: (_simply_) They can have my money.
FEJEVARY: Are you crazy? What _are_ these people to you?
MADELINE: They're people from the other side of the world who came here
believing in us, drawn from the far side of the world by things we say
about ourselves. Well, I'm going to pretend--just for fun--that the
things we say about ourselves are true. So if you'll--arrange so I can
get it, Uncle Felix, as soon as it's mine.
FEJEVARY: And this is what you say to me at the close of my years of
trusteeship! If you could know how I've nursed that little legacy
along--until now it is--(_breaking off in anger_) I shall not permit you
to destroy yourself!
MADELINE: (_quietly_) I don't see how you can keep me from 'destroying
myself'.
FEJEVARY: (_looking at her, seeing that this may be true. In genuine
amazement, and hurt_) Why--but it's incredible.
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