Jonathan: Patience, child.
Laura: I can't help it. Pa says children aren't supposed to have any.
Jonathan: Your Pa sounds like a bright man.
Laura: Oh, he is. So's my Ma. She used to be a schoolteacher, and she knows a bunch of stuff.
Jonathan: You're quite fond of your folks.
Laura: Sure. Everybody loves their Ma and Pa.
Jonathan: Then how come you ran off?
Laura: I can't tell you.
Jonathan: Fair enough.
Laura: I wish I could tell you, Mr. Jonathan. But it's just between me and God.