Page:The worsted man; a musical play for amateurs, by John Kendrick Bangs.djvu/87

 The Worsted Man grand! Something really new at last in men. Oh, if he only had a heart! I think I should but the thought is un- maidenly even for one as old and ap parently hopeless as I thirty-seven last June, but (coyly) marked down to twenty-five. (Giggles, then sighs.) Ah, me, bargain that I am, I don t (She catches sight of the heart.) But what is this I see ? He has a heart! [DOLL sighs deeply as ETHELINDA reaches out to pick it up. She darts back and hides behind his chair. DOLL smiles broadly and winks his eye. Doll. (Stretching his arms and yawn ing.) Oh, but I am so tired. [Pretends to doze off again, and a moment later snores. ETHELINDA peeps over top of chair, and, seeing him apparently asleep, steals softly back, takes heart in her hand, and kisses it ardently. 67