News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1906-01-31
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Archibald Gas Margaret is button
ing)-Take your time; take your time
(Sighs and smles) This is so home
like, So (She moves away.D
Passmore enters. goes up to Archi
bald and makes motion for a match
Archibald feels for his pockets, but the
apron is in the way. He glances to-
ward Margaret, who is busy emptylng
terrapln and sauce in the chatting dish
es, then suddenly reaches down, pulls
up the apron and quickly gets the
matchbox from his trousers pocket
Passmore bows, strikes match Bell
rings, and he throws match down in
disgust and makes his way to the
door. Archibald approaches the table,
and Margaret points to the chatting dish
on that side)
Margaret-That is yours. Now, take
this spoon and keep on stirring until |
tell you to stop.
Archibald-And you keep on stirring
yours until you hear from this part of
the house. Gently, please, or you may
arouse the reptile.
Margaret-Reptile?
notwithstanding. A terrapin is a
reptile. (Hoarsely): Snakes.
Margaret stepping backward and
touching the dish at arms lengthJ-
Ugh!
Archibald-It wasn't a long, slim
snake that tempted Eve. 1t was a ter
rapin. Oils wrist gets cramped, and he
tries the other handy And do you
know a terrapin lives even after it's
head is cut off?
Margaret-Lives after its head is cut
off?
Archibald-Like love. Oh, Miss Har.
rod! (His other hand gets cramped,
and he says aside, Confound the stir
ring. Then to Margaret: Oh Mar
(Mrs. Passmore bursts in the room in
great eXcitement)
Mrs. Passmore - Horrors, horrors,
horrors! How could they? What am l
to do? Oh, shall lose my mind
Margaret and Archibald Tin chorus)-
What's the matter now?
Mrs. Passmore = Everything. The
Mission Helpers are congregating, and
| had sent every one of them note
asking them to come tomorrow night.
Passmore enters.) John, take some
chairs to the parlor and give me time
to think. (Exit)
Archibald Gside)-I don't know what
she will do, but I'm going to do some
thing right here and now. Miss Har-
rod, let your reptile rest a moment
and answer me a question.
Margaret-It depends.
Archibald-Yes, everything depends.
Why did you not reply to my note of
yesterday-the one in which l asked
you to go driving?
Margaret-NVhat note?
Archibald - My - my note-n-o-t-e
Oh, you got it! l know you got it,
Passmore delivered it to you in person
when he called at your uncle's house,
and l sent it by him because he is one
of those methodical machines that
never forget. 1t was tie climax Of my
life, and yet you cruelty, cruelty ig
nOrcd it.
Margaret What do you mean?
Mrs. /Passmore Clearing an overcoat
on her arm and entering triumphantlyJ
I have it! l have it.
Archibald-We all seem to have it,
Passmore enters and strikes Il
match, but Mrs. Passmore PUSHES to
him and holds the coat toward him)
Mrs. Passmore-H dear; hurry |
TO the confectioner's at the corner and |
tell him to send gallon of cream and |
four pounds of assorted cake at once
at once. TO Margaret and john: The |
Mission Helpers always get ice cream
hungry when they talk about the heath,
Ell in Africa. But to think they should |
come tonight--to think they should |
come tonight after l sent them notes, |
and John mailed them for me. Its
awful, but with resolution wen have |
our pleasant evening yet They always |
go after the cream.
Passmore has put on the overcOat,
He advances TO the front. where his |
right hand wanders into the pocket. |
Sudden CONSERVATION spreads over his |
face as he pulls out handful of let |
ters, and in his bewildorment they fall |
from his hands and he makes quick |
leaving them on the hoOr)
Mrs. Passmore crushing toward the
notes to the Mission Help
ers. The villain. He did not mail Il
single one! Oh, John PasSmore. if |
only had you here. (She runs over
them hurriedly.) And, Margaret. here
Is one addressed to you, and it's in
Arches handwriting too! Oh, what a
Archibald - Never you mind, Mrs.
Passmore. Just leave him to me. I'll
settle his earthly accounts. He is a
miserable deceiver, and the truth is not
in him, and I'll pay him up if have
to suffer for it.
Mrs. Passmore Intensely Hes no
such a thing. He's the best husband in
The world. He's worth a million Of
you. He has to work all day, while
are rich and can't appreciate
his worries.
Archibald Gmploringly)-Now, Cousin
lydia
Mrs. Passmore - Don't cousin me,
Archie Ionsdale. Poor John! (She |