A Collection of Stories by Jack London
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[LORETTA glances into tray and discovers that it is empty. She looks inquiringly at MAID.] MAID. A gentleman to see you. He hasn't any card. He said for me to tell you that it was Billy. LORETTA. [Starting, looking with dismay and appeal to NED.] Oh! . . . Ned! NED [Gracefully and courteously, rising to his feet and preparing to go.] If you'll excuse me now, I'll wait till afterward to tell you what I wanted. LORETTA. [In dismay.] What shall I do? NED. [Pausing.] Don't you want to see him? [LORETTA shakes her head.] Then don't. LORETTA. [Slowly.] I can't do that. We are old friends. We . . . were children together. [To the MAID.] Send him in. [To NED, who has started to go out toward right.] Don't go, Ned. [MAID makes exit to left.] NED. [Hesitating a moment.] I'll come back. [NED makes exit to right.] [LORETTA, left alone on stage, shows perturbation and dismay.] |
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