off.
David
… And, you see, he comes in and finds her there waiting for him.
Myra
She hadn’t been away at all?
David
No; and that’s psychologically right. I’m sure. No woman, under those circumstances, would.
Myra
It’s brilliant of you to see that. I do think the whole thing sounds most excellent.
David
I got badly stuck in the middle of the book, when the boy comes down from Oxford—but it worked out all right eventually.
Myra
Sitting on sofa. When shall I be able to read it?
David
I’ll send you the proofs—you can help me correct them.
Myra
How divine! I shall feel most important.
David
Would you like a cigarette, or anything?
Myra
No, thank you.
David
I think I’ll have a drink.
Myra
Very well; give me some plain soda-water, then.
David
Going to side table. There isn’t any ice—d’you mind?
Myra
Not a bit.
David
Bringing her drink. Here you are.
Myra
Thank you. She sips it. I wonder where everybody is.
David
Not here, thank God.
Myra
It must be dreadfully worrying for you, having a houseful of people.
David
Having poured himself out a whisky-and-soda, sits down by her side. It depends on the people.
Myra
I have a slight confession to make.
David
Confession?
Myra
Yes. Do you know why I came down here?
David
Not in the least. I suppose one of us asked you, didn’t they?
Myra
Oh, yes, they asked me, but—
David
Well?
Myra
I was invited once before—last September.
David
I was in America then.
Myra
Exactly.
David
How do you mean “exactly”?
Myra
I didn’t come. I’m a very determined woman, you know, and I made up my mind to meet you ages ago.
David
That was charming of you. I’m not much to meet really.
Myra
You see, I’d read Broken Reeds.
David
Did you like it?
Myra
Like it! I think it’s one of the finest novels I’ve ever read.
David
There now!
Myra
How do you manage to know so much about women?
David
I’m afraid my knowledge of them is sadly superficial.
Myra
Oh, no; you can’t call Evelyn’s character superficial—it’s amazing.
David
Why are you being so nice to me? Have you got a plan about something?
Myra
Laughing. How suspicious you are!
David
I can’t help it—you’re very attractive, and I’m always suspicious of attractive people, on principle.
Myra
Not a very good principle.
David
I’ll tell you something—strictly between ourselves.
Myra
Do.
David
You’re wrong about me.
Myra
Wrong? In what way?
David
I write very bad novels.
Myra
Don’t be so ridiculous.
David
And you know I do, because you’re an intelligent person.
Myra
I don’t know anything of the sort.
David
Tell me why you’re being so nice to me?
Myra
Because I want to be.
David
Why?
Myra
You’re a very clever and amusing man.
David
Splendid.
Myra
And I think I’ve rather lost my heart to you.
David
Shall we elope?
Myra
David!
David
There now, you’ve called me David!
Myra
Do you mind?
David
Not at all.
Myra
I’m not sure that you’re being very kind.
David
What makes you think that?
Myra
You’re being rather the cynical author laughing up his sleeve at a gushing admirer.
David
I think you’re a very interesting woman, and extremely nice-looking.
Myra
Do you?
David
Yes. Would you like me to make love to you?
Myra
Rising. Really—I wish you wouldn’t say things like that.
David
I’ve knocked you off your plate—I’ll look away for a minute while you climb on to it again. He does so.
Myra
Laughing affectedly. This is wonderful! She sits down again.
David
Turning. That’s right. Now then—
Myra
Now then, what?
David
You’re adorable—you’re magnificent—you’re tawny—
Myra
I’m not tawny.
David
Don’t argue.
Myra
This is sheer affectation.
David
Affectation’s very nice.
Myra
No, it isn’t—it’s odious.
David
You mustn’t get cross.
Myra
I’m not in the least cross.
David
Yes, you are—but you’re very alluring.
Myra
Perking up. Alluring?
David
Terribly.
Myra
I can hear your brain clicking—it’s very funny.
David
That was rather rude.
Myra
You’ve been consistently rude to me for hours.
David
Never mind.
Myra
Why have you?
David
I’m always rude to people I like.
Myra
Do you like me?
David
Enormously.
Myra
How sweet of you!
David
But I don’t like your methods.
Myra
Methods? What methods?
David
You’re far too pleasant to occupy yourself with the commonplace.
Myra
And you spoil yourself by trying to be clever.
David
Thank you.
Myra
Anyhow, I don’t know what you mean by commonplace.
David
You mean you want me to explain?
Myra
Not at all.
David
Very well; I will.
Myra
I shan’t listen. She stops up her ears.
David
You’ll pretend not to, but you’ll hear every word really.
Myra
Sarcastically. You’re so inscrutable and quizzical—just what a feminine psychologist should be.
David
Yes, aren’t I?
Myra
You frighten me dreadfully.
David
Darling!
Myra
Don’t call me darling.
David
That’s unreasonable. You’ve been trying to make me—all the evening.
Myra
Your conceit is outrageous!
David
It’s not conceit at all. You’ve been firmly buttering me up because you want a nice little intrigue.
Myra
Rising. How dare you!
David
Pulling her down again. It’s true, it’s true. If it weren’t, you wouldn’t be so angry.
Myra
I think you’re insufferable!
David
Taking her hand. Myra—dear Myra—
Myra
Snatching it away. Don’t touch me.
David
Let’s have that nice little intrigue. The only reason I’ve been so annoying is that I love to see things as they are first, and then pretend they’re what they’re not.
Myra
Words! Masses and masses of words!
David
They’re great fun to play with.
Myra
I’m glad you think so. Personally, they bore me stiff.
David
Catching her hand again. Myra—don’t be statuesque.
Myra
Let go my hand!
David
You’re charming. He gets up and stands close to her.
Myra
Furiously. Let go my hand.
David
I won’t.
Myra
You will!
She slaps his face hard, and he seizes her in his arms and kisses her.
David
Between kisses. You’re—perfectly—sweet.
Myra
Giving in. David!
David
You must say it’s an entrancing amusement. He kisses her again.
Judith appears at the top of the stairs and sees them. They break away.
Judith
Coming down. Forgive me for interrupting.
David
Are there any chocolates in the house?
Judith
No, David.
David
I should like a chocolate more than anything in the world, at the moment.
Judith
This is a very unpleasant situation, David.
David
Agreeably.
After a moment’s pause, David and Myra enter from the garden.
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