CURTISand BIGELOW are discovered. CURTIS is half-sitting on the corner of the table, left, smoking a pipe. BIGELOW is lying sprawled on the couch. Through the open windows on the right come the shouts of children playing. MARTHA's voice joins in with theirs.

BIGELOW-Listen to that rumpus, will you! The kids are having the time of their lives.[He goes to the window and looks out- delightedly.] Your wife is playing hide and seek with them. Come and look.

CURTIS-[With a trace of annoyance.]Oh, I can see well enough from here.

BIGELOW-[With a laugh.]She seems to get as much fun out of it as they do.[As a shriek comes from outside-excitedly.] Ah, Eddy discovered her behind the tree. Isn't he tickled now![He turns back from the window and lights a cigarette-enthusiastically.] Jove, what a hand she is with children!

CURTIS-[As if the subject bored him.]Oh, Martha gets along well with anyone.

BIGELOW-[Sits on the couch again-with a sceptical smile.]You think so? With everyone?

CURTIS-[Surprised.]Yes-with everyone we've ever come in contact with-even aboriginal natives.

BIGELOW-With the aboriginal natives of Bridgetown? With the well- known Jayson family, for example?

CURTIS-[Getting to his feet-frowning.]Why, everything's all right between Martha and them, isn't it? What do you mean, Big? I certainly imagined-but I'll confess this damn book has had me so preoccupied-

BIGELOW-Too darn preoccupied, if you'll pardon my saying so. It's not fair to leave her to fight it alone.

CURTIS-[Impatiently.]Fight what? Martha has a sense of humor. I'm sure their petty prejudices merely amuse her.

BIGELOW-[Sententiously.]A mosquito is a ridiculous, amusing creature, seen under a microscope; but when a swarm has been stinging you all night-

CURTIS-[A broad grin coming over his face.]You speak from experience, eh?

BIGELOW-[Smiling.]You bet I do. Touch me anywhere and you'll find a bite. This, my native town, did me the honor of devoting its entire leisure attention for years to stinging me to death.

CURTIS-Well, if I am to believe one-tenth of the family letters I used to receive on the subject of my old friend, Bigelow, they sure had just cause.

BIGELOW-Oh, I'll play fair. I'll admit they did-then. But it's exasperating to know they never give you credit for changing-I almost said, reforming, One ought to be above the gossip of a town like this-but say what you like, it does get under your skin.

CURTIS-[With an indulgent smile.]So you'd like to be known as a reformed character, eh?

BIGELOW-[Rather ruefully.]Et tu! Your tone is sceptical. But I swear to you, Curt, I'm an absolutely new man since my wife's death, since I've grown to love the children. Before that I hardly knew them. They were hers, not mine, it seemed.[His face lighting up.] Now we're the best of pals, and I've commenced to appreciate life from a different angle. I've found a career at last-the children-the finest career a man could have, I believe.

CURTIS-[Indifferently.]Yes, I suppose so-if you're made that way.

BIGELOW-Meaning you're not?

CURTIS-Not any more.[Frowning.] I tried that once.

BIGELOW-[After a pause-with a smile.]But we're wandering from the subject of Martha versus the mosquitoes.

CURTIS-[With a short laugh.]Oh, to the deuce with that! Trust Martha to take care of herself. Besides, I'll have her out of this stagnant hole before so very long-six months, to be exact.

BIGELOW-Where do you think of settling her then?

CURTIS-No settling about it. I'm going to take her with me.

BIGELOW-[Surprised.]On the Asian expedition?

CURTIS-Yes. I haven't told her yet but I'm going to to-day. It's her birthday-and I've been saving the news to surprise her with.

BIGELOW-Her birthday? I wish the children and I had known-but it's not too late yet.

CURTIS-[With a grin.]Thirty-nine candles, if you're thinking of baking a cake!

BIGELOW-[Meaningly.]That's not old-but it's not young either, Curt.

CURTIS-[Disgustedly.]You talk like an old woman, Big. What have years to do with it? Martha is young in spirit and always will be.[There is a knock at the door and MARTHA's voice calling: 'May I come in, people?'] Sure thing![BIGELOW jumps to open

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