I never oppose John. He feels that he is right. But it is very hard sometimes to live up to his rules.
NATHANIEL
Has he rules?
LETITIA
Well, he has ideas, dear—much like your father's. We might call them rules.
NATHANIEL
Where is Emily?
LETITIA
Two years ago, Nathaniel.
[There is a moment's silence.
NATHANIEL
Did she ever go back to the stage?
LETITIA
No. John forbade it.
NATHANIEL
And John is still forbidding.
LETITIA
John is the head of the family.
NATHANIEL
So.... The Clay family is still an absolute monarchy.
LETITIA
Nathaniel, dear, will you promise me—
NATHANIEL (with a smile)
I'll try.
LETITIA
Will you promise not to antagonize John?
NATHANIEL
Will John antagonize me? I came back to see my home—to see you, my dear aunt. But I am a grown man now.
LETITIA
Won't you try to be patient? It will be pleasanter for me. And I have waited so long to see you, Nathaniel. There are seventeen very, very long years for us to talk about. Let John have his way.
NATHANIEL
Well, I'll try for a few days. But I give you warning, my ideas have been settling during the past few years, too.
LETITIA
Remember, he is used to being obeyed just as your father was.
NATHANIEL
Yes, I remember that, dear Aunt; but John isn't my father. He is just a brother to whom fate gave a fifteen years' start by birth.
[As a voice calls, "Nathaniel, are you up there?" Nathaniel looks at Letitia.
NATHANIEL
His voice is just the same. (Calling) Yes, John, I am up here.
[The antagonism between the two brothers is apparent immediately.
John Clay enters. He is an austere, pompous man of fifty who has the softness of the tithe-collector and the hardness of the tax-collector. He speaks with an adamantine finality which is destined to rude shattering.
JOHN
How do you do, Nathaniel?
NATHANIEL
I am very well, I thank you, John. How are you?
[They shake hands perfunctorily.
JOHN
You arrived ahead of time.
NATHANIEL
Yes.