Perth Amboy evening news., 1905-12-15
SWEET REVENGE.

zion. Through the loud conversation
percolates at times the voice of a weak
amateur tenor. Mrs. Gerard "a young
widow and Maj. Devenant ian old
flame) are seated together in a con-
~servatory corner.
Mrs. Gerard-So you really nave re-
turned from Havana
Maj. Observation-Disclosures
Mrs. Gerard-Oh, yes. Philippines,
of course, but they're both in Cuba. And
you sent me a line all these years;
(sentimentally) how many?
Maj. Devenant-Nearly four.
Mrs. Gerard (pensively)-It seems
like ten.
Maj. Devenant (brusquely)-Yes; we
both look a good bit older.
Mrs. Gerard-I don't mean that. but
many things have happened since then.
Maj. Devenant (calmly-They usual
ly do.
Mrs. Gerard (p%iously)-My husband
is in Heaven.
Maj. Devenant (curtly)-How do
you know?
Mrs. Gerard-Really, Dick. you're
still as funny as ever. He deserves
to be in Heaven after his life here.
Maj. Devenant-Was there so much
of the other place in his mundane ex-
istence?
Mrs. Gerard-There you go again.
Why haven't you been to see me?
Dear me, what a dreadful noise that
man is making! Ito hostess, who,
with a harassed smile is plunging
hither and thither trying to make the
afternoon a success) Dear Mrs. Lo-
max, l was just telling Maj. D~evenant
that you must have induced Caruso
to come this af~ternoon-not Caruso.
really?-well he has a rival (hostess
passes On with an unmeaning GRIM.
Horrid woman!-overcrowds her house
so that one has to sit on bedroom
chairs and always gives hot punch
and cold tea-but, as | was saying,
why haven't you been to see me?
Maj. Devenant (grufly)-You ought
TO know.
Mrs. Gerard-I?
Maj. Devenant-Didn't you lead me
to suppose you cared for me? And
didn't you throw me over for that old
fossil? (pause). l beg your pardon.
Mrs. Gerard (complaeently)-Don't
mention it.. He was a fossil.
Maj. Devenant-And a wealthy one.
Mrs. Gerard-Yes; that made such
a difference (sighs). used to call
you Boy then.
Mai. Devenant (suddenly)-Oh!
Mrs. Gerard-What's the matter?
Mai. Devenant-Nothing.
Mrs. Gerard-And you used to call
me Coochee. Dear old days!
Maj. Devenant (sertimentally)-
Gone forever.
Mrs. Gerard (poetically)-Why for
ever? We are both older and wiser
now. Let us be friends just as of
yore?
Maj. Devenant-It could never be
the same tburies his face in his
hands,.
Mrs. Gerard (waxing eloquent)-
Don't, Dick-don't. Boy Che makes an
in%articulate sound. You know | al
ways cared for you really, and there
are many happy years before us. My
heart has been aching for you-my
soul pining away in solitude.
Maj. D~evenant-It can never be the
same.
Mrs. Gerard (enthusiastically)-It
can, and it will. You will have my
love. my devotion that have always
been yours.
Maj. Devenant-Why don't you add,
and my money!
Mrs. Gerard (dispassionately) mo
That would set you in the light of a
fortune hunter. Boy-Boy-you have
made me very happy. Love comes
triumphant al the end with a vague
idea she is quoting).
Maj. D~evenant-But it can never be
the same.
Mrs. Gerard-Why do you keep on
saying that?
Maj. Gerard-rhere is a drawback.
Mrs. Gerard-A drawback?
Mai. Devenant-My wife. It's time
/ went and looked after her-it's her
first appearance, and she doesn't know
many people. Ta-ta. Score one for
Dayy (exit).
Mrs. Gerard (breaking her fan in
two)-The cad! The brute!-Town
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