Parbury monologue (Act 2) — The Tyranny of Tears: A Comedy in Four Acts

Well, I have made up my mind that there is something very foolish under all this, and I shall not allow it to deprive me of Miss Woodward's services. [_MRS. PARBURY looks surprised._] I don't mind saying in her presence that she is invaluable to me. I should never be able to replace her. [_Sense of relief on MISS WOODWARD'S part._] Now, come. [_Looking from one to the other._] What is it? A tiff--a stupid misunderstanding? Oh, you women, why will you fuss about little things? Make it up, do. Think of "The Roll of Ages." Shake hands, cry, embrace, kiss, or whatever your pet method may be. Weep if you like, though personally I'd rather you didn't. Anyway, as far as I am concerned, the incident is closed.