My dear Henrietta, if you’re going to separate from psychoanalysis, there’s no reason why I should separate from _you_. [_They embrace ardently. MABEL lifts her head and looks at them woefully._ MABEL [_Jumping up and going toward them._] But what about me? What am I to do with my suppressed desire? STEVE [_With one arm still around HENRIETTA, gives MABEL a brotherly hug._] Mabel, you just keep right on suppressing it! (CURTAIN) * * * * * TICKLESS TIME A COMEDY IN ONE ACT (In Collaboration with George Cram Cook) First performed by the Provincetown Players, New York, December 20, 1918 * * * * * ORIGINAL CAST IAN JOYCE, _Who Has Made a Sun-dial_ JAMES LIGHT ELOISE JOYCE, _Wedded to the Sun-dial_ NORMA MILLAY MRS. STUBBS, _a Native_ JEAN ROBB EDDY KNIGHT, _a Standardized Mind_ HUTCHINSON COLLINS ALICE KNIGHT, _a Standardized Wife_ ALICE MACDOUGAL ANNIE, _Who Cooks by the Joyces’ Clock_ EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY TICKLESS TIME SCENE: _A garden in Provincetown. On the spectator’s right a two-story house runs back from the proscenium--a door towards the front, a second-story window towards the back. Across the back runs a thick-set row of sunflowers nearly concealing a fence or wall. Back of this are trees and sky. There is a gate at the left rear corner of the garden. People entering it come straight toward the front, down the left side and, to reach the house door, pass across the front of the stage. A fence with sunflowers like that at the back closes off the left wing of the stage--a tree behind this left fence._ _The sun-dial stands on a broad step or pedestal which partly masks the digging which takes place behind it. The position of the sun-dial is to the left of the center of the stage midway between front and back._ _From behind the tree on the left the late afternoon sun throws a well-defined beam of light upon the horizontal plate of the sun-dial and upon the shaft which supports it. On this shaft is the accompanying diagram: two feet high and clearly visible._ [Illustration] _On the plate of the sun-dial stands the alarm-clock. A huge shovel leans against the wall of the house-corner at the back._ _IAN is at the sun-dial. He sights over the style to some distant stake left rear, marking the north. He then sights over the east and west line toward the six o’clock sun. Looks at shadow. Looks at alarm clock. Is intensely pleased._ IAN [_Turning toward house and calling excitedly._] Eloise! Oh, Eloise! ELOISE [_Inside house._] Hello! IAN Come quick! You’ll miss it. ELOISE [_Poking her head out of the second-story window; she cranes her neck to look straight up in the air._] What is it? IAN Come down here quick or you’ll miss it. ELOISE