don’t want to any more, Eddie! I know it now! I don’t want to!
Edna
Don’t say that, Fred! Don’t! Don’t say it unless you mean it! I couldn’t stand it!
Fred
But I do mean it, Eddie! I mean it more than anything in the—
Eileen comes on. You knew she would.
Eileen
Rather gaily. I’m sorry.
Fred
As Edna shows signs of bolting. No—don’t go away. This is—Miss Fletcher.
Eileen
Appraisingly. Hello.
Fred
And this is Miss Baker. She’s the little girl—I mean, I used to know her when—
Edna
Who can’t stand it. I’ll be going if you don’t mind. Goodbye, Fred.
Fred
No—look! Don’t go away!
Edna
Yes, I must! I—goodbye, Miss Fletcher! She rushes off. Fred hesitates for a second; then starts out after her.
Eileen
Fred!
Fred
Stopping short. Huh?
Eileen
Why, what’s the matter with you? One would almost think it was her you were going to marry instead of me.
Fred
Facing her. I got to tell you something.
Eileen
Why, what is it?
Fred
I don’t want to get married! I mean—you and I!
Eileen
Do you know what you’re saying?
Fred
I can’t help it! I shouldn’t ever have done it! I didn’t realize!
Eileen
Well! This is a fine time to tell me! Why didn’t you wait till Friday!
Fred
I just now realized it!
Eileen
I see! And you think all you have to do is tell me and that settles it. Well, it doesn’t work quite that way!
Fred
What?
Eileen
You think I’m going to stand by and let you throw me over for that little snip!
Fred
She is not!
Eileen
Not by a damned sight! I’ll sue her for alienation—that’s what I’ll do.
Fred
You can’t. She was born right here in New York State!
Eileen
You seem to have forgotten something! Did you beg me to marry you or didn’t you?
Fred
But I didn’t know then.
Eileen
You seem to have forgotten that I was engaged to another man, and that you took me away from him! What about that?
Fred
I can’t help it.
Eileen
A change of method. But that isn’t the main thing. I love you, Freddy. You made me love you. I didn’t at first, but you made me. And now you want to leave me.
Fred
But you don’t want me to marry you, if I feel that way.
Eileen
What would you think of a man that made a girl love him, when she was already engaged, and then threw her over? Do you think that would be quite—honorable?
Fred
With sudden inspiration. Honorable! That’s just what I got to be! That’s why I can’t marry you!
Eileen
What do you mean?
Fred
I mean I got to marry another girl, to save her from—from worse than death.
Eileen
That little kid? A gesture.
Fred
Yes!
Eileen
You mean you’ve got her in trouble?
Fred
Yes! That’s it!
Eileen
I don’t believe you! I’m going to call her back!
Fred
Stopping her. No, no! You mustn’t tell her that!
Eileen
Why not?
Fred
I—I want to surprise her.
Eileen
A scornful surveying. Did you think I was going to fall for any story like that? Fred turns away. I’m the one you’re engaged to, and I’m the one you’re going to marry.
Paul comes in.
Paul
Not interrupting, am I?
Eileen
Slowly, and narrowly observing Fred. No, I was just going. With great deliberation. We understand each other. Don’t we? She watches Fred; gets no response; goes out.
Paul
What’s the matter?
Fred
Dully. Huh?
Paul
You haven’t had a fight, have you?
Fred
Shakes his head. There ain’t anything the matter.
Paul
I thought maybe we might get after one of those numbers.
Fred
I don’t feel much like working.
Paul
I’m sorry if anything’s happened.
Fred
It ain’t nothing. I’ll be all right soon.
Paul
The only thing is—there isn’t much time left if we’re going to finish before you go. Here it is Tuesday.
Fred
How about starting in early tomorrow morning?
Paul
What are you doing this afternoon?
Fred
I got to go to the French passport place.
Paul
I thought you went there yesterday.
Fred
I couldn’t. I told you I went with Eileen while she was shopping.
Paul
Oh, yah. Four hundred dollars.
Fred
She certainly knows how to spend.
Paul
Lightly. You must have had a swell time, running around with two women all afternoon.
Fred
No, I wasn’t. What two women?
Paul
Her and Lucille.
Fred
Lucille wasn’t along. Just I and Eileen.
Paul
Yesterday?
Fred
Nods. We was together from one till five-thirty. Why?
Paul
Trying to fit things together. Nothing, only—and it was yesterday she spent the four hundred?
Fred
It was three eighty-seven.
Paul
That’s funny.
Fred
What’s the matter?
Paul
Slowly. I don’t know. I guess I got things kind of mixed up.
Fred
What things?
Paul
Didn’t Lucille ever meet you, during the afternoon?
Fred
No. Why?
Eileen and Lucille look in.
Lucille
We’re going out to lunch. Want to come along?
Paul
Almost too casually. I want to talk to you.
Lucille
What?
Paul
I said I want to talk to you.
Lucille
What about?
Eileen
Catching a note of something in Paul’s manner. What’s the matter with him?
Paul
Where were you yesterday afternoon?
Lucille
Trying to do some quick thinking. I was—out.
Paul
Quiet, but terrifying. I said, where were you?
Lucille
Do I have to report all my movements?
Paul
You do when I catch you lying! Where were you?
Fred is following this with wide but uncomprehending eyes. Eileen is scared but wary, waiting to go to the defense if she can.
Lucille
I had an engagement! It was—with an old friend of mine, and I thought you might not want me to do it, and so I told you I was with Eileen.
Fred
Beginning to understand. Oh!
Lucille
I know it was foolish of me! I was going to tell you later.
Eileen
She was going to tell you tonight! She told me so.
Lucille
Yah!
Paul
Yah? After another terrible pause. Where’d you get that dress?
Lucille
What? I bought it.
Eileen
I treated her to it, if you want to know.
Paul
Is that so? That wasn’t what you told
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