OCEANA. I'll show you. [She takes from the trunk two leather helmets and gloves.] Here you are! It's an old English game... didn't you ever read "Robin Hood"? FREDDY. Oh, it's that? Why, they used to crack each other's heads! OCEANA. The object was to draw first blood. But we used to wear these helmets. You see how we've dented them up? And these old cudgels... how they remind me of father! FREDDY. Humph! They're heavy. OCEANA. You take the stick this way; it's a kind of fencing. [She gives him a stick and illustrates the play.] No, so! MRS. MASTERSON. [Enters.] What's this? Is this the way you get ready to leave? OCEANA. [Imploring.] Oh, Aunt Sophronia, I beg your pardon! I got so interested... MRS. MASTERSON. Is there no limit to your indiscretion? DR. MASTERSON. [Enters hurriedly.] Sophronia, I beg of you... MRS. MASTERSON. I will hear no more of this! I have spoken, once for all... DR. MASTERSON. But, my dear... MRS. MASTERSON. No more! DR. MASTERSON. But, Sophronia, the people don't understand why.... MRS. MASTERSON. It was outrageous! DR. MASTERSON. I know. But since it was begun... it's so difficult to explain... MRS. MASTERSON. No more of this! I won't hear it! HENRY. [Enters; stares about.] Mrs. Masterson, what have you done here? MRS. MASTERSON. There is no reason why you should concern yourself with it. HENRY. But I wish to know. MRS. MASTERSON. What do you wish to know? HENRY. Did you stop Oceana's dance? MRS. MASTERSON. I did. HENRY. And why? MRS. MASTERSON. Because I saw fit to. HENRY. But your guests... MRS. MASTERSON. I will attend to my guests. HENRY. But what is Oceana going to do? MRS. MASTERSON. She is going to leave our house. HENRY. This is a shame. Most of the people enjoyed the dance. They would like to see more... MRS. MASTERSON. Henry, you will permit me to decide about what goes on in my home. HENRY. You may decide for yourself. But if Oceana leaves tonight, I will leave also... and I will never return. MRS. MASTERSON. Very well, Sir; as you please.