I am very, very pleased to see you again, Miss Sample. It is a great pleasure to have the honor of meeting you, Mr. Alexander Jefferson, Sr. I am looking forward to the première of your great tragedy, _Zenobia_, of which Miss Sample has been telling me. SUSAN (_Puts her arms about Mlle. Perrault and Jonathan is uncertain whether to be happy or afraid_) He wrote lots of others, too. JONATHAN Forty-one. NATHANIEL I think I'll tell you two a secret. (_Susan pricks up her ears_) Do you like secrets? SUSAN Yes, sir. NATHANIEL And can you keep them? SUSAN Oh, yes, sir. NATHANIEL Well, some day Mlle. Perrault is going to be my wife. [_He kisses Mlle. Perrault's hand._ _Mlle. Perrault shows her engagement ring._ SUSAN When? NATHANIEL Very soon. She is here on some war work and when she and her father go back to France I shall follow and we shall be married. SUSAN Ooh-- NATHANIEL Now you mustn't tell. SUSAN Honest. JONATHAN No, sir! MLLE. PERRAULT Now, we have a secret. And you are going to sing me a little song. SUSAN Come on, Jonathan. Let's do the new one. JONATHAN Well, I'll try. [_He is quite miserable with stage-fright._ _Susan sits at the piano and plays a chord. Then Jonathan begins to sing with much fear in his voice._ JONATHAN (_singing_) All on a summer's day, With flowers by the way, A fair young prince and his purple knight Found a princess at her play. So by the crescent moon He asked a royal boon And sat him down on a soft green knoll-- And the night-time came too soon. MLLE. PERRAULT Oh, that is just like a little French peasant song! How does it go? La--la--la--la--la--la. [_Susan begins to play it again._ _Jonathan sings more surely than before._ _Slowly Mlle. Perrault falls into the rhythm and very simply dances a little peasant dance to Jonathan's and Susan's song. The two youngsters are in the seventh heaven of delight._ So--when one is very happy or very sad, he makes a song and when he's very, very happy, he dances. And when he is very, very, very unhappy he dies. You see, _I_ am very, very happy. When do you play _Zenobia_, Mr. Jefferson, Sr.? JONATHAN I'll have it ready tomorrow, maybe tonight. NATHANIEL We shall have a season ticket. But now, I want you to meet my blessed Aunt Letitia. She hasn't changed one bit in all these years. MLLE. PERRAULT To Aunt Letitia then. Good-bye, Jonathan. Tomorrow is the day of the great première. JONATHAN (_awkwardly_) Thanks. MLLE. PERRAULT And la belle petite Susanne, au revoir. SUSAN I'll walk with you part of the way. MLLE. PERRAULT Very well. Marchons, marchons.... [_They go out._ NATHANIEL (_holding back a little_) Good-bye, Mr. Manager. [_He goes out calling_ "Marthe."