Della: I don't see where Ginny is any of your concern.
Mr. Mayfield: Did you speak with her this morning?
Della: No. She was gone before I came back from doing the milking.
Mr. Mayfield: I thought so. Did you know she bought this dress for you?
Della: Yes, and I know where she got the money too, Mr. Mayfield--
Mr. Mayfield: Well, you know a heck of a lot more than I do, Mrs. Clark! All I know is that I found a little girl crying this morning on what should be the biggest day of her life, all because her mother can't handle what's self-pitying for her, and what's selfish for her daughter!
Della: Mr. Mayfield, are you telling me--
Mr. Mayfield: Yes! If you decide to do what's right, you'll put on this dress while I wait with the wagon, because I, for one, want to see Ginny's play. (leaves)