American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American
[_She begins to cry, and Mary Speaker says_:]
Mary Speaker No, no, no, Cousin Fanny!
[_Mary Speaker soothes her, in pantomime, and pets her, trying to take
her hands away from her face, Cousin Fanny resisting, like a spoiled and
spiteful child. John Speaker, behind Cousin Fanny and his wife, walks
up and down, with his eyes on them, running his hand nervously and
excitedly through his hair. While this pantomime goes on, John and Mary
Thinker are watching and saying _:]
John Thinker
This is to be one of Cousin Fanny's pleasant evenings!
Mary Thinker
This happens a dozen times a day.
John Thinker She's not really crying.
Mary Thinker
Pretence! She works it up to be unpleasant.
John Thinker The old she-devil!
John Speaker
[_Taking Cousin Fanny's hand._]
You know, Cousin Fanny, that we try to do our duty by you.
Cousin Fanny [_Flinging his hand off._]
You try to do your duty by my money! I know!
I see! You talk of love and duty, but it's my money you want! But I may
fool you--I may fool you yet. It's not too late to change my will. It's
not too late to leave it all to charity!
[_She speaks these lines with a cunning leer, and John Thinker, nudging
Mary Thinker and pointing to her, says:_]
John Thinker The old cat is capable of it, too!
John Speaker [_To Cousin Fanny_.]
If you should leave your money to charity, Cousin Fanny, you would find
it made no difference with us. You know blood is thicker than water,
Cousin Fanny!
Cousin Fanny [_Shrewdly, maliciously_.]
So is sticky flypaper!
John Speaker
Come, come, you don't doubt the genuineness of our affection, do you,
Cousin Fanny? You've known me from my boyhood, Cousin Fanny, and you've
lived with us for ten years. You ought to know us by this time! You
ought to know us in ten years!
Mary Thinker Ten years of torture!
John Thinker It can't last much longer!
John Speaker
[_Who has taken her hand again, and has been patting it as a
continuation of his last speech, and looking at her fondly_.]
You trust us, don't you, Cousin Fanny? You really are sure of our
affection, aren't you?
Cousin Fanny
[_To John Speaker. She shows that she really is willing to be convinced;
she searches their faces wistfully; she is pathetically eager._ ]
John, John, you really _do_ care for me, don't you? [_She takes a hand
of each._]
It isn't _all_ on account of my money, is it? If you knew I hadn't a
cent, you'd still be good to me, wouldn't you?
John Speaker and Mary Speaker [_Together._]
Yes, yes, Cousin Fanny!
Cousin Fanny
If I lost it all; if I told you I'd lost it all, you'd be just the same,
wouldn't you?
[_John Speaker and Mary Speaker exchange glances over her head, and John
Speaker drops her hand, while John Thinker grabs Mary Thinker excitedly
by the arm and says quickly_:]
John Thinker
My God, you don't suppose she's really _lost_ it, do you?
Mary Thinker
No! This is just one of her cunning spells now. She can be as crafty as
a witch.
Cousin Fanny
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