She hasn't done anything. It's the intensity of the friendship that concerns me. I think...

[During a night rain-storm, Dr. Hulme knocks on the Riepers' door] Dr. Henry Hulme:
Mrs. Rieper, may I come in? Honorah Parker Rieper:
Yes, of course. Dr. Henry Hulme:
Thank you. [They sit in the parlor] Dr. Henry Hulme:
Your daughter's an imaginative and spirited girl. Honorah Parker Rieper:
Look, if she's spending too much time at your house, you only need to say. All those nights that she spends over, she assured us that you don't mind. Dr. Henry Hulme:
It, it's rather more complicated than that. Since Mrs. Hulme and I have returned home, Juliet has been behaving in a rather disturbed manner... surliness, general irritability - most uncharacteristic. Herbert Rieper:
Sure I can't tempt you to a nice sherry, Dr. Hulme? Dr. Henry Hulme:
No, Thank you. The thing is... Honorah Parker Rieper:
Yvonne hasn't been herself, either. Locking herself away in her room, endlessly writing. Dr. Henry Hulme:
My wife and I feel the friendship is... unhealthy. Herbert Rieper:
No arguments there, Dr. Hulme! All that time inside working on those novels of theirs. They don't get fresh air or exercise! Honorah Parker Rieper:
I'm not sure what you mean, Dr. Hulme. Dr. Henry Hulme:
Your daughter appears to have formed a rather unwholesome attachment to Juliet. Honorah Parker Rieper:
What's she done? Dr. Henry Hulme:
She hasn't done anything. It's the intensity of the friendship that concerns me. I think we should avert trouble before it starts