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In our afternoons—again?

[Smiling sadly]

Again. In our afternoons.

[Coming out of his day dream]

We’ll be married in the afternoon, decidedly. I’ve already picked out the church, Nina—a gray ivied chapel, full of restful shadow, symbolical of the peace we have found. The crimsons and purples in the windows will stain our faces with faded passion. It must be in the hour before sunset when the earth dreams in afterthoughts and mystic premonitions of life’s beauty. And then we’ll go up to your old home to live. Mine wouldn’t be suitable for us. Mother and Jane live there in memory. And I’ll work in your father’s old study. He won’t mind me.

[From the bay below comes the roaring hum of an airplane motor. and jump startledly and go to the rear of the terrace to watch the plane ascend from the water, standing side by side. remains oblivious]

[With anguish]

Gordon! Good-bye, dear!

[Pointing as the plane climbs higher moving away off to the left—bitterly]

See, Ned! He’s leaving me without a backward look!