American drama -- 20th century; Farm life -- Drama; Inheritance and succession -- Drama; Maine -- Drama
She said, if you said is they an answer, I was to say yes, they is.
JANE
Just a minute.
[_She opens note and reads it._
ELLA
I must say she didn’t lose much time.
JANE (_after reading note_) Poor Sadie! Wait, Orin! (_She sits at
table and takes checkbook from the drawer and writes_) Just take this
to your mother.
ELLA
You don’t mean you’re goin’ to----
JANE
Be quiet, Ella. Here, Orin. (_She hands him check_) Don’t lose it,
and run along.
ORIN
All right. Mum said we was goin’ to have dinner early, and go to a
movie! Good night.
JANE (_again writing in checkbook_)
Good night.
[_Orin exits._
ELLA
So you sent her her rent money, after all?
JANE
Here!
[_She rises and hands a check to Ella._
ELLA
What’s that?
JANE
Two hundred dollars. You can try that dressmaking business if you
want to, Ella.
ELLA
[_Looks at check._
Two hundred dollars!
JANE
You needn’t thank me.
ELLA
That ain’t it. I was just wonderin’ what’s come over you all of a
sudden.
[_Ben enters._
JANE
It’s my birthday, that’s all. Did you know it was my birthday, Ben?
BEN (_carelessly_)
Is it? I shoveled them damned paths!
[_He crosses and sits by fire._
JANE
Ella’s going into the dressmaking business, Ben.
BEN (_moodily_)
What of it?
ELLA
That’s what I say. It ain’t much of a business.
[_She exits at right; outside it grows to dusk._
JANE
Are you tired?
BEN
Maybe.
[_He stretches his feet out toward fire._
JANE
You’ve done a lot of work to-day.
BEN
And every day.
JANE
I don’t suppose you know how much good it’s done you, how well you
look!
BEN
Beauty’s only skin deep.
JANE
Folks change, even in a few weeks, outside and in. Hard work don’t
hurt anybody.
BEN
I got chilblains on my feet. The damned shoes are stiffer than they
ever was.
JANE
Icebound, you said. Maybe it don’t have to be like that. Sometimes,
just lately, it’s seemed to me that if folks would try, things
needn’t be so bad. All of ’em try, I mean, for themselves, and for
everybody else.
BEN
If I was you, I’d go out somewheres and hire a hall.
JANE
If you’d put some pork fat on those shoes to-night, your feet
wouldn’t hurt so bad.
BEN
Maybe.
[_He sits looking moodily into the fire. After a moment’s hesitation,
Jane crosses and sits in the chair beside his, the evening shadows
deepen around them but the glow from the fire lights their faces._
JANE
I’m lonesome to-night. We always made a lot of birthdays when I was a
girl.
BEN
Some do.
JANE
Your mother didn’t. She found me once trying, the day I was fifteen.
I remember how she laughed at me.
BEN
All the Jordans have got a sense of humor.
JANE
She wasn’t a Jordan, not until she married your father.
BEN
When a woman marries into a family, she mostly shuts her eyes and
jumps in all over.
JANE
Your mother was the best of the whole lot of you. Anyway, I think so.
BEN
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