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Tony?

It’s too bad he never got to meet you. It’s too bad he wasn’t here when you come. [ sways desperately a moment, then, with a choked cry, makes for the bedroom.] You can’t go in there.

I want my trunk.

Now, listen! It ain’t Tony’s fault he’s had an accident.

Of all the dirty, low-down tricks that was ever played on a girl!

An’ it ain’t his fault you made a little mistake.

What do you think you are—a bunch of Houdinis? [She tears open her handbag which she put down on the table at her first entrance and produces a photograph.] Is this your photo or isn’t it?