Charles: I expect you'll fall in love.
Cordelia: Oh, I pray not...! But what will happen to you?
Charles: Well, I'm engaged, did you know?
Cordelia: Yes. To Celia.
Charles: You approve?
Cordelia: I think she's very suitable. Rather attractive... very interested in your work.
Charles: So you think I've made a good choice?
Cordelia: Oh, yes. A sound investment, I'd say.
Charles: What do you mean?
Cordelia: Oh... nothing. And then a career as an architectural painter, is that it?
Charles: You make it sound so dull!
Cordelia: I didn't mean to. I think you have a great talent.
Charles (stopping painting and looking at her): But...
Cordelia: What?
Charles: There's a "but", I can hear it!
Cordelia (looking at the picture): Well, don't you ever get the urge to paint something really outlandish? If I could paint, I'd uase the most sensational colours imaginable!
Charles: And you want to be a nun?
Cordelia: Of course. We each have our vocation. We can't escape from it.
Charles (shaking his head): One day I hope to understand your family.
Cordelia: One day you will.