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my soft spots。  Emotional。  Fine!

MISS H。  Oh!  Mr Frust; it means so much to me。  Thank you!

FRUST。  'A little balder in the eye; and losing warmth'  Erfine!
'His eye wanders'  Where's Mr Flatway?

VANE。  Fleetway。

     'FLEETWAY comes up。'

FRUST。  Mr Fleetway; I want to say I thought your Orphoos very
remarkable。  Fine。

FLEETWAY。  Thank you; sir; indeedso glad you liked it。

FRUST。  'A little balder in the eye'  There wasn't much to it; but
what there was was fine。  Mr Toone。

     'FLEETWAY melts out and TOONE is precipitated。'

Mr Toone; I was very pleased with your Professorquite a character…
study。  'TOONE bows and murmurs'  Yes; sir!  I thought it fine。  'His
eye grows bald'  Who plays the goat?

MISS HOPK。  'Appearing suddenly between the windows'  I play the
faun; Mr Frost。

FORESON。  'Introducing'  Miss Maude 'Opkins。

FRUST。  Miss Hopkins; I guess your fawn was fine。

MISS HOPK。  Oh! Thank you; Mr Frost。  How nice of you to say so。  I
do so enjoy playing him。

FRUST。  'His eye growing bald'  Mr Foreson; I thought the way you
fixed that tree was very cunning; I certainly did。  Got a match?

     'He takes a match from FORESON; and lighting a very long cigar;
     walks up Stage through the French windows followed by FORESON;
     and examines the apple…tree。'

     'The two Actors depart; but Miss HELLGROVE runs from where she
     has been lingering; by the curtain; to VANE; Stage Right。'

MISS H。  Oh!  Mr Vanedo you think?  He seemed quiteOh!  Mr Vane
'ecstatically'  If only

VANE。  'Pleased and happy'  Yes; yes。  All rightyou were splendid。
He liked it。  He quite

MISS H。  'Clasping her hand'  How wonderful Oh; Mr Vane; thank you!

     'She clasps his hands; but suddenly; seeing that FRUST is coming
     back; fits across into the curtain and vanishes。'

     'The Stage; in the crude light; as empty now save for FRUST;
     who; in the French windows; Centre; is mumbling his cigar; and
     VANE; Stage Right; who is looking up into the wings; Stage
     Left。'

VANE。  'Calling up'  That lighting's just right now; Miller。  Got it
marked carefully?

ELECTRICS。  Yes; Mr Vane。

VANE。  Good。  'To FRUST who as coming down'  Well; sir?  So glad

FRUST。  Mr Vane; we got little Miggs on contract?

VANE。  Yes。

FRUST。  Well; I liked that little pocket piece fine。  But I'm blamed
if I know what it's all about。

VANE。  'A little staggered'  Why!  Of course it's a little allegory。
The tragedy of civilizationall real feeling for Beauty and Nature
kept out; or pent up even in the cultured。

FRUST。  Ye…ep。  'Meditatively'  Little Miggs'd be fine in 〃Pop goes
the Weasel。〃

VANE。  Yes; he'd be all right; but

FRUST。  Get him on the 'phone; and put it into rehearsal right now。

VANE。  What!  But this pieceII!

FRUST。  Guess we can't take liberties with our public; Mr Vane。  They
want pep。

VANE。  'Distressed'  But it'll break that girl's heart。  IreallyI
can't

FRUST。  Give her the part of the 'tweeny in 〃Pop goes。

VANE。  Mr Frust; II beg。  I've taken a lot of trouble with this
little play。  It's good。  It's that girl's chanceand I

FRUST。  We…ell!  I certainly thought she was fine。  Now; you 'phone
up Miggs; and get right along with it。  I've only one rule; sir!
Give the Public what it wants; and what the Public wants is punch and
go。  They've got no use for Beauty; Allegory; all that high…brow
racket。  I know 'em as I know my hand。

     'During this speech MISS HELLGROVE is seen listening by the
     French window; in distress; unnoticed by either of them。'

VANE。  Mr Frost; the Public would take this; I'm sure they would; I'm
convinced of it。  You underrate them。

FRUST。  Now; see here; Mr Blewitt Vane; is this my theatre?  I tell
you; I can't afford luxuries。

VANE。  But itit moved you; sir; I saw it。  I was watching。

FRUST。  'With unmoved finality'  Mr Vane; I judge I'm not the average
man。  Before 〃Louisa Loses〃 the Public'll want a stimulant。  〃Pop
goes the Weasel〃 will suit us fine。  Soget right along with it。
I'll go get some lunch。

     'As he vanishes into the wings; Left; MISS HELLGROVE covers her
     face with her hands。  A little sob escaping her attracts VANE'S
     attention。  He takes a step towards her; but she flies。'

VANE。  'Dashing his hands through his hair till it stands up'
Damnation!

     'FORESON walks on from the wings; Right。'

FORESON。  Sir?

VANE。  〃Punch and go!〃 That superstition!

     'FORESON walks straight out into the wings; Left。'

VANE。  Mr Foreson!

FORESON。  'Re…appearing'  Sir?

VANE。  This is scrapped。  'With savagery'  Tell 'em to set the first
act of 〃Louisa Loses;〃 and put some pep into it。

     'He goes out through the French windows with the wind still in
     his hair。'

FORESON。  'In the centre of the Stage'  Electrics!

ELECTRICS。  Hallo!

FORESON。  Where's Charlie?

ELECTRICS。  Gone to his dinner。

FORESON。  Anybody on the curtain?

A VOICE。  Yes; Mr Foreson。

FORESON。  Put your curtain down。

     'He stands in the centre of the Stage with eyes uplifted as the
     curtain descends。'








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