EMILY: Mother Gibbs, George and I have made that farm into just the best place you ever saw. We thought of you all the time. We wanted to show you the new barn and a great long ce-ment drinking fountain for the stock. We bought that out of the money you left us.
MRS. GIBBS: I did? (III.111-2)
Then it can’t be since I was married; or since the baby was born. To the stage manager, eagerly. I can choose a birthday at least, can’t I? – I choose my twelfth birthday…Oh, I want the whole day. (III.157—9,161)
I can’t. I can’t go on. It goes so fast. We don’t have time to look at one another. She breaks down sobbing…I didn’t realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back – up the hill – to my grave. But first: Wait! One more look. Good-by, Good-by, world. Good-by, Grover’s Corners…Mama and Papa. Good-by to clocks ticking…and Mama’s sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new-ironed dresses and hot baths…and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you. (III.45-9)