AUNT IDA. Yes, it has been pretty well rubbed in. CELIA. Yes, I should say it has. Well, it has just been rubbed in so hard to-night that, as Phyllis would say, the straw has broken the worm's back and the worm has turned at last. Never, never, never again will I be content to be what I have been all these years. "Good old Celia." (_Walking_ R.) Yes, "Nice old thing." (_Walking to_ C.) Celia who doesn't want things and Celia who looks after things and Celia who doesn't mind things and Celia who attends to things. Well, Celia who attends to things is dead. Now everything attends to Celia. (_Warn curtain. From now on, gay and laughing and walking to and fro across stage with_ AUNT IDA _slowly, her arm around_ AUNT IDA'S _waist_.) When the day begins and Father shouts, "God bless my soul, what's the matter with this coffee?" (_Turns right_) I'll be upstairs in bed, drinking chocolate. And then, when the evening comes and Martin says, "Beg pardon, Miss, but the whiskey is out," I'll say, "I don't care. Colonel Smith doesn't drink." (_Turns_ L.) Instead of keeping house accounts, I'm going to write my love letters, and instead of ordering groceries, I'm going to order frocks, and wait until you see the frocks I'm going to order. (_They stop walking_.) I'm going to be a blazing dream. I'll be younger than the youngest of them, gayer than the gayest, and what do I care now what any of them say or do or think about me? I'll wear just as many green stockings as they wish at as many weddings as they please, and I'll laugh and I'll sing and I'll dance them into holes, because why? Well, I'll have a sweetheart of _my own_, don't you see? I'll be the lady love of--_Wobbles_. (_Waves her handkerchief in the air and she and_ AUNT IDA _embrace, laughing heartily_.) QUICK CURTAIN (_Running time, thirty to thirty-five minutes, depending on laughs_.) ACT II SCENE: _Same as Act I_.