Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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MRS. CARLEY. I read the society notes--it wasn't in there. LOUISE. Well, the Colemans saw it and telegraphed at once to Washington for confirmation. MRS. CARLEY. Did they get it? LOUISE. Not yet. But we're all in the greatest hopes! MRS. CARLEY. But if Dick Coleman was with those other men in San Francisco, why didn't he telegraph home? LOUISE. That's the one thing that makes still a dreadful doubt. [_Rises and rings the bell._] The Colemans are nearly mad waiting for their reply from Washington. MRS. CARLEY. Shall you tell Georgiana? [_She rises._ LOUISE. Not till we are a little more certain. It would be dreadful to open the wound of her grief again for nothing. Oh, if it's only true! MRS. CARLEY. And you've seen Steve? LOUISE. Yes, he went off at once to the newspaper to see how authentic their information was, and then he was going on to the Colemans. [MOLES _enters Left in answer to the bell._] Moles, bring me the morning paper. |
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