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Show LOVE AS AN HORS D'OEUVRE. I" Scone A Summer House on a point overlooking overlook-ing Lloyd's Harbor, L. I.; Season, early Fall; Time, about 7:30 p. m. He and She, In evening dress, are Indulging in an amorous embrace. She (murmuring) Oh, my own darling! How I do love you! You'll always love me, won't you? He Always. SheWhy didn't we meet before, when we were both unmarried? He Why? She I felt you were my affinity the moment I first saw you. Kiss me again. He (breaking away after a long, lingering embrace) em-brace) Hadn't we better go back to the house? It must he close upon dinner time. She Dinner time! And you can think 'of dinner din-ner at such a psychological moment! Ho (rearranging his white tie, which has become be-come somewhat ruffled during the recent love passages) Well, one must eat to support love. "You can live without love, you can live without books, but civilized man cannot live without cooks." She (taking n' omb and fixing her hair) That beast, Owen j aii.li, to put such ideas into your head! (Sip Oh, you men! You men! Your ideas of love are so low. (Looks at him affectionately.) af-fectionately.) But you do love me, don't you? And me only. He Of course I do, to distraction, and only you. (Kisses her cautiously so as not to disarrange disar-range his tie again.) Now we really must be off. If we are not in the drawing room when dinner is announced, people will talk. She Well, let them talk. What do I care about what people say so long as I know I. have your love, and that you love me alone? You men are so scared about your reputations, while we women will sacrifice everything and be proud of that sacrifice, for the sake of the man we love. He But then I have my wife to think of. She Your wife! And how about my husband? He Husband! Oh, that's quite a different thing. She Why? He Oh, because. She And you men charge us poor women with being illogical! How would you feel If you discovered dis-covered your wife and that good looking young Ward carrying pn as we have been doing? He (indignantly) My wife and young Ward! Why it's preposterous. What are you talking about? She (smilingly) Oh, nothing! He (hotly) Nothing! That's so like a woman; wo-man; making insinuations and leaving you in the dark. She Something like your "because." He I insist upon knowing what you mean. She (shrugging her shoulders and making a moue) Well, he's very handsome, you must confess. con-fess. Your wife appears to take great interest in him and he certainly is devoted to her. He Pooh! It's the interest of an elder sister. She (to herself) Caesar's wife again! (A gong sounds from the distance.) He There's the gong. Dinner's been announced an-nounced and our absence has been noticed. She (sneeringly) How unfortunate! To think that a little indiscretion on my part may sully that fair reputation of yours. He Now don't be sarcastic. Let's hurry. (They start for the house and do not speak on the way.) She (to herself) Rather a damper on one's passion. He (to himself) Damn that temper of mine! What a fool I made' of myself! Wish women wo'ild leave a -man's wife alone. Afraid It's all up aowj The Eavesdropper. |