 Why did Mr. & Mrs. Lane agree so quickly to Peggy’s bargain?
PEGGY FINDS THE THEATER I Dramatic Dialogue “Of course, this is no surprise to us,” Thomas Lane said to his daughter Peggy, who perched tensely on the edge of a kitchen stool. Mrs. Lane smiled gently and placed her soft white hand on her daughter’s lean brown one. We both want to do what’s best for you, not to stand in your way. The theater is full of beginners a year and even two years younger than I am, and girls of my age have lots of acting credits already. Peggy’s father put down his coffee cup and leaned back in the kitchen chair until it tilted on two legs against the wall behind him. “None of them is as fascinating as acting to me,” Peggy replied, “and none of them is nearly as important to my life.” “What you must realize, Margaret, is that you may not quite make the grade. You may be one of these girls, and if you are, we want you to be prepared for it. Mr. Lane, seeing Peggy’s hurt look, was quick to step in with reassurance. All I ask is that you finish college and get a teacher’s certificate so that you can always find useful work if you have to. 4 Peggy stared at the faded linoleum on the floor for a few moments before answering. 5 “It seems to me, Tom, that Margaret has a pretty good idea of what she’s doing,” Mrs. Lane said. If she were all starry-eyed and expected to see her name in lights in a few weeks, I’d vote against her going, but I’m beginning to think that maybe she’s right about this being the best time.” “Peg, your mother and I are cautious only because we love you so much and want what’s going to make you happy. Before I came out here to Rockport to edit the Eagle , I worked as a reporter on one of the best papers in New York. 6 Mrs. Lane patted Peggy’s arm and said, “We won’t keep you in suspense long, dear. As she stepped out into the soft summer dusk she turned to look back just in time to see her mother throw her a comically exaggerated wink of assurance. Feeling much better, Peggy shut the screen door behind her and started for the barn. Ever since she had been a little girl, the barn had been Peggy’s favorite place to go to be by herself and think. Its musty but clean scent of straw and horses and leather made her feel calm and alive.
 They understood that she was determined and realistic in her plans.
 They didn’t want to argue about it anymore.  They didn’t want her to pursue a different career.  They understood that she was determined and realistic in her plans.  They remembered that she wanted to move to New York since she was young.