A Collection of Stories by Jack London
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page 84 of 124 (67%)
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NED. No, it's too warm.
ALICE HEMINGWAY. Then I know the place for you. NED. Where? ALICE HEMINGWAY. Right here. [Looks significantly in direction of LORETTA.] Now is your opportunity to say what you ought to say. [ALICE HEMINGWAY laughs teasingly and goes out to right.] [NED hesitates, starts to follow her, looks at LORETTA, and stops. He twists his moustache and continues to look at her meditatively.] [LORETTA is unaware of his presence and goes on reading. Finishes letter, folds it, replaces in envelope, looks up, and discovers NED.] LORETTA. [Startled.] Oh! I thought you were gone. NED. [Walking across to her.] I thought I'd stay and finish our conversation. LORETTA. [Willingly, settling herself to listen.] Yes, you were going to . . . [Drops eyes and ceases talking.] NED. [Taking her hand, tenderly.] I little dreamed when I came down here visiting that I was to meet my destiny in--[Abruptly releases LORETTA's hand.] [MAID enters from left with tray.] |
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