A Collection of Stories by Jack London
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[LORETTA enters from right.] ALICE HEMINGWAY. [To LORETTA, nodding toward table.] Three letters for you. LORETTA. [Delightedly.] Oh! Thank you. [LORETTA trips swiftly across to table, looks at letters, sits down, opens letters, and begins to read.] NED. [Suspiciously.] But Billy? ALICE HEMINGWAY. I am afraid he loves her very hard. That is why she is here. They had to send her away. Billy was making life miserable for her. They were little children together--playmates. And Billy has been, well, importunate. And Loretta, poor child, does not know anything about marriage. That is all. NED. [Reassured.] Oh, I see. [ALICE HEMINGWAY starts slowly toward right exit, continuing conversation and accompanied by NED.] ALICE HEMINGWAY. [Calling to LORETTA.] Are you going fishing, Loretta? [LORETTA looks up from letter and shakes head.] ALICE HEMINGWAY. [To NED.] Then you're not, I suppose? |
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