BY
ALLEN NORTON
NEW YORK
CLAIRE MARIE
MCMXIV
COPYRIGHT, 1914
By CLAIRE MARIE
DRAMATIC RIGHTS RETAINED BY THE AUTHOR
PRINTED SEPTEMBER, 1914
TO
CARL VAN VECTEN
THOSE CONCERNED
SCENES OF THE PLAY
TIME
An Afternoon
THE CONVOLVULUS
Scene—Jane's house on GramercyPark. A living room with doors R. and L. Entrance U. R. Curtains U.C., showing an alcove which looks out on the Park. Dill, in velvet knickerbockers and jacket, isarranging service for tea. Jack, ayoung man of twenty, has entered. He wears green kid gloves and agreen Alpine hat to match.
Jack. So you're getting married, Dill?
Dill. I am, sir. Have you any objections to offer?
Jack. None whatever, Dill. But why tea at thishour? It's only just past lunch.
Dill. It's the very latest thing, sir; all Americansare doing it now. It's to keep up with the Londontime, sir, and there it's tea-time already. (Examinesa crumpled manuscript with his back to Jack.)
Jack (indifferently). What is that, Dill?
Dill. It's a will, sir.
Jack (observing. Dill's progress about the room).Never admit that you have a will, Dill. Where there'sa will there's a conscience, you know. One must getover such things.
Dill. I'll try to, sir. (Puts manuscript back inpocket.)
Jack (with an air of importance). I've some melancholynews, Dill.
Dill. Melancholy for whom, sir?
Jack. For you, Dill, and for my father. I hopeyou won't take it too seriously when I say you're theliving picture of my father.
Dill. Oh, I just adore pictures, sir.
Jack. My father does not adore you, Dill. Hetook you for his brother.
Dill (with dignity). Really, sir! Who do you saythat I am, sir?
Jack (facing about). I say you're the butler, Dill.
Dill. Quite right, sir. (Attentively.) Are you agentleman?
Jack. By no means.
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