Act III
Mrs. Mortar returns from the road with her usual flourish.
"Let's let bygones be bygones and put all of this behind us."
"We played a ghastly week in Detroit."
"How can you talk to me like this?"
"Because I hate you. I've always hated you."
"There's an eight o'clock train. Be on it."
"I don't need any time to think it over; I still love you."
"He didn't believe you?"
"Maybe I did love you that way."
After the gunshot. "What shall we do?"
Mrs. Tilford comes looking for absolution, now that she knows the truth.
And she gets none from Karen.
