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[Thinking despondently]

Lately, she jumps on me every chance she gets as if everything I did disgusted her!

[He strays over to the window and looks out listlessly]

I thought we’d get some word from Charlie this morning saying if he was coming down or not. But I suppose he’s still too broken up over his mother’s death to write.

[Indifferently]

He’ll probably come without bothering to write.

[Vaguely—wonderingly]

Charlie dear old Charlie  I’ve forgotten him, too.

I think that’s Ned’s car now. Yes. It’s stopping. I’ll go out and meet him.

[He starts for the door in rear]

[Sharply, before she can restrain the impulse]

Don’t be such a fool!

[Stops—stammers confusedly]

What—what’s the matter?

[Controlling herself—but irritably]

Don’t mind me. I’m nervous.

[Thinking guiltily]

One minute I feel ashamed of him for making such a fool of himself over my lover the next minute something