A Collection of Stories by Jack London
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[BILLY enters from left. Stands in doorway a moment. His shoes are dusty. He looks overheated. His eyes and face brighten at sight of LORETTA.] BILLY. [Stepping forward, ardently.] Loretta! LORETTA. [Not exactly enthusiastic in her reception, going slowly to meet him.] You never said you were coming. [BILLY shows that he expects to kiss her, but she merely shakes his hand.] BILLY. [Looking down at his very dusty shoes.] I walked from the station. LORETTA. If you had let me know, the carriage would have been sent for you. BILLY. [With expression of shrewdness.] If I had let you know, you wouldn't have let me come. [BILLY looks around stage cautiously, then tries to kiss her.] LORETTA. [Refusing to be kissed. ] Won't you sit down? BILLY. [Coaxingly.] Go on, just one. [LORETTA shakes head and holds him off.] Why not? We're engaged. LORETTA. [With decision. ] We're not. You know we're not. You know I |
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