An Old Fashioned Thanksgiving2008

Isabella:
You never did like parties. They'd always find you hiding somewhere. Under the piano, in the coat closet. Tilly's doing beautifully. You should see her.

Mary Bassett:
You shouldn't have given her the dress.

Isabella:
Poverty was your choice, not hers.

Mary Bassett:
I don't want her regretting what isn't within her means.

Isabella:
She can have whatever she wants.

Mary Bassett:
Not from you.

Isabella:
So you continue to punish me for wanting you a better husband.

Mary Bassett:
Oh, tell the truth! When I left with Ellis you were relieved.

Isabella:
Don't be ridiculous.

Mary Bassett:
Why didn't you stop me then?

Isabella:
You made your choice.

Mary Bassett:
There was no choice! You never wanted me. My whole childhood I saw you fewer times than some people see distant friends.

Isabella:
You embellish.

Mary Bassett:
When you did come I was kept out of sight by my governess who was quick to remind me I must keep my distance or run the risk of shortening your stay.

Isabella:
You had everything as a child. Complete freedom.

Mary Bassett:
Freedom is not what a child needs!

Isabella:
You were no comfort. From the moment you were born I felt your judgment.

Mary Bassett:
Judgment? I was a baby! How could I judge you?

Isabella:
Was I to grovel for your approval?

Mary Bassett:
Oh. So, deprived of approval from me, you will take it from Tilly? I have lost much this past year, I do not wish to lose my daughter as well.