No; my “art” wasn’t big enough to succeed by itself alone. I had to play the game--get influence--(_He protests._) Oh, I know myself, George; I was cruel to you and all the others. Some day, just to square myself in my own eyes, I’ll tell people like these here about my life and how I have always used them to get what I wanted. SILVERTON (_Surprised_) What is the matter, Pat? You’re not yourself. PATRICIA (_Smiling_) I’m having a rush of sincerity to my lips. SILVERTON (_Looking over toward the others_) I wonder what _they_ would say if it slipped out? PATRICIA Perhaps they’d say it was “temperament.” I’ve affected it so much I actually believe I’ve got it. MRS. FROWDE (_Laughing with others_) Mavosky is _so_ clever; he said in America passion was only sentiment waving a red flag! THE GREEN ONE He told me art had no morals and I understood him. He’s so subtle. SILVERTON (_To_ PATRICIA) If I could but make phrases. PATRICIA (_Rising, wearily_) I don’t have to; I smile them. MRS. FROWDE (_Coming down anxiously_) Surely, you’re not going yet, Patricia? THE GREEN ONE (_To_ THE BROWN ONE) She calls her Patricia! MRS. FROWDE (_Offering_ PATRICIA _a cup_) I’ve fixed it the way you like it--no lemon. PATRICIA (_Declining_) You are so thoughtful, dear Emily. THE GREEN ONE (_To_ THE BROWN ONE) Emily! THE BLUE ONE (_Coming to_ PATRICIA) I’m just dying to see your Rosalind. PATRICIA (_Beautifully covering with an air of sincerity her mockery which_ SILVERTON _alone detects_) You may before you do. THE GREEN ONE (_In surprise_) But the papers say---- PATRICIA You mustn’t believe all you see _there_. My press agent has imagination. THE BLUE ONE (_Cozily to the others_) Isn’t it splendid to be taken into her confidence. (PATRICIA _darts a humorous glance at_ SILVERTON.) THE BROWN ONE I should think you’d be tired going out so much. PATRICIA Mrs. Frowde’s friends are always interesting and proper--a rare combination. (_Smiling._) Her idea of a tragedy would be a social mishap--that way. MRS. FROWDE (_Protectively_) I warn her against overtaxing herself--and with that trying part to play every night. PATRICIA Whenever it gets trying to me I think of the audience. MRS. FROWDE (_As the others laugh_) I always said one must have a sense of humor off the stage to play the parts you do. PATRICIA I get my inspiration from my friends; a cup of tea, and brilliant conversation before the horrid time to go and “make up.” THE GREEN ONE Doesn’t all the make-up hurt the complexion? PATRICIA (_Sweetly_) I always use cold cream first--don’t you? (_An abrupt halt in the laughter comes as_ MISS EVA STANNARD _enters and pauses momentarily in the doorway_. MISS STANNARD _is about twenty-nine, tall, vibrant and almost imperious in bearing. Her forehead is high, her eyes keen and her mouth thin and tense. She is gowned in gray._