American drama -- 20th century; American essays -- 20th century
NED. [Faintly.] Billy?
ALICE HEMINGWAY. [Nodding.] Of course she has told you about him?
NED. [Gasping.] She has had lovers . . . already?
ALICE HEMINGWAY. And why not? She is nineteen.
NED. [Haltingly.] This . . . er . . . this Billy . . . ?
ALICE HEMINGWAY. [Laughing and putting her hand reassuringly on his
arm.] Now don't be alarmed, poor, tired philosopher. She doesn't love
Billy at all.
[LORETTA enters from right.]
ALICE HEMINGWAY. [To LORETTA, nodding toward table.] Three letters for
you.
LORETTA. [Delightedly.] Oh! Thank you.
[LORETTA trips swiftly across to table, looks at letters, sits down,
opens letters, and begins to read.]
NED. [Suspiciously.] But Billy?
ALICE HEMINGWAY. I am afraid he loves her very hard. That is why she is
here. They had to send her away. Billy was making life miserable for
her. They were little children together--playmates. And Billy has been,
well, importunate. And Loretta, poor child, does not know anything about
marriage. That is all.
NED. [Reassured.] Oh, I see.
[ALICE HEMINGWAY starts slowly toward right exit, continuing conversation
and accompanied by NED.]
ALICE HEMINGWAY. [Calling to LORETTA.] Are you going fishing, Loretta?
[LORETTA looks up from letter and shakes head.]
ALICE HEMINGWAY. [To NED.] Then you're not, I suppose?
NED. No, it's too warm.
ALICE HEMINGWAY. Then I know the place for you.
NED. Where?
ALICE HEMINGWAY. Right here. [Looks significantly in direction of
LORETTA.] Now is your opportunity to say what you ought to say.
[ALICE HEMINGWAY laughs teasingly and goes out to right.]
[NED hesitates, starts to follow her, looks at LORETTA, and stops. He
twists his moustache and continues to look at her meditatively.]
[LORETTA is unaware of his presence and goes on reading. Finishes
letter, folds it, replaces in envelope, looks up, and discovers NED.]
LORETTA. [Startled.] Oh! I thought you were gone.
NED. [Walking across to her.] I thought I'd stay and finish our
conversation.
LORETTA. [Willingly, settling herself to listen.] Yes, you were going
to . . . [Drops eyes and ceases talking.]
NED. [Taking her hand, tenderly.] I little dreamed when I came down
here visiting that I was to meet my destiny in--[Abruptly releases
LORETTA's hand.]
[MAID enters from left with tray.]
[LORETTA glances into tray and discovers that it is empty. She looks
inquiringly at MAID.]
MAID. A gentleman to see you. He hasn't any card. He said for me to
tell you that it was Billy.
LORETTA. [Starting, looking with dismay and appeal to NED.] Oh! . . .
Ned!
NED [Gracefully and courteously, rising to his feet and preparing to
go.] If you'll excuse me now, I'll wait till afterward to tell you what
I wanted.
LORETTA. [In dismay.] What shall I do?
NED. [Pausing.] Don't you want to see him? [LORETTA shakes her head.]
Then don't.
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