The Gibson Upright by Booth Tarkington
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or sun-room, where are broad steps. Upon the lawn are a white
garden bench, a table, and a great green-and-white-striped sun umbrella, with several white garden chairs. Autumn has come, and the foliage is beginning to turn; but the scene is warm and sunlit. After a moment a young housemaid brings out a tray with a chocolate pot, wafers, and one cup and saucer and a lace-edged napkin. She places the tray on the table, moves a chair to it, looks at the tray thoughtfully, turns, starts toward the house--when_ GIBSON _comes out. He wears a travelling suit and is bareheaded._ ELLA: The cook thought you might like a cup of chocolate after a long trip like that--just getting off the train and all, Mr. Gibson. GIBSON: Thank you, Ella, I should. ELLA: I'll bring your mail right out. [_She goes into the house and returns with a packet of letters._] GIBSON: Thanks, Ella! ELLA: Everything is there that's come since you sent the telegram not to forward any more. GIBSON: It's pleasant to find the house and everything just as I left |
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