The New York herald., 1922-10-22

| Mrs. R.--What scared you, dear?
Ritter turning and looking at herr
was afraid every minute somebody
was going to shoot you!
Mrs. r. (after h bewildered pause)-
But why should anybody shoot me.
| darling?
Ritcr-For trying TO act! Making u
holy show OF yourself in front OF tha
puzzled sllence.)
Mrs. R.-Didnt you like mo, Fred
Ritter-I did till l sow you act
Mrs. r. (rather heiplessly, as tho cit
uation dawns upon her)--Why, Mrs.
Pampinelli said I was q. great artist.
Ritter Caking the cigar from hia
mouth and laughing bitterly)--Mrs
Pamplnelli is perhaps the world S
greatest NUT. '(Mrs. Pampinelli. who
has been standing back of the drapery
over at the right in state OF puzzled
irTesolution. reacts. physically. 10 this
last observatory
Mrs. R.-She says / ought TO 60 on
with the work.
Rittor-She meant the house work!
Mrs. R.-She didn't mean anything OF
the kind! She said l ought to go to
New York.
Ritter--That's It. It's lot of that
kind of CAB TO poor things Ike you
that keeps the New York restaurants
supplied with Mattresses! (fie crosses
to the window at the right and seizir =
the fancy brocade with which 1t Is
hung, gives it a little yank 10 one side
to look out. This gesture leaves him
looking into the frozen eyes OF Mrs.
Pampinelli.)
Mrs. p. (icily)--You creature.
Ritter turnine smoothly away as
though no had been hit with something
In the right eye)-Another actress. tHc
moves along over to the left. About
haif way over lie turns and says over
his Left shouider) What did YOU do
come through the window?
Mrs P.-i've been hiding here.
Ritter continuing TO the left--I
DON'T blame you, after that show; I've
been doing the same thing myself.
Mrs L (who has heen staring wide
eyed at Mrs. Panp!nellD-Oh. Mrs.
Pampinelli, you didn't hear what he's
been saying.
Mrs. P.-Every word.
Mrs. r (starting to cry, and con,ins
around to the chair at the left OF the
center table to sit down)-Now. Fred
Ritter. you see what you've done!
Mrs. P.-And I wouldn't have missed
II (She moves from her statueso,,s
attitude at the window and looking
bitterly az Ritter. who has his back 10
her: starts slowly across toward the
table, III know how to regard ti,is
gentleman In tho future. I came home
nuIrieuty with these few flowers, as
just little acknowledgements of The an
probation that your work deserved. ana
an hear Is abuse. and a very crude.
Dut very venomous attempt at satire
'Srs' ritter quito goes to piecesD Com
,rol yourself. dear. I wouldn't please
him. pea"o
Rittes-She's acting again.
mrs. P.--You barbarian! (To Mrs
rit,er) Pun yourself together, darling.
MIs' IL. Crying to straighten up)--
Oi, Just cant. Mrs. Pampinelli!
MIS-. P.-Look at the state OF cmot.ou
you've got this poor girl into.
Ritter-She's an emotional actress.
(Mrs. Ritter bawls.)
Mrs. P.-Iou sayages (To Mrs. Rit.
'er) Let me get you something, Paula.
Mrs R.--CalI Jenny
alrE. y. tstepping 20 the portieres at
the lefD D--Yes, dear---Jenny, Jenny,
dear Surprise Como here, Jenny. Sur
prise.
Ritter taftor glancing around to see
tho meaning OF "surprise." glances a.
his wife)--Why don't you take your
ma keup or?
Mrs. RI forgot It, was 80 worried
about you.
Ritter-Iou look like Dutch squaw.
Mrs. P.--Let her alone Don't mind
him. Paula.
Ritter-She's all made up! and it's
coming Off
Mrs. P.--Woii, what lf IL IS,
Ritter--l don't want TO be reminded
of that show
After Nelly Fell, the promptress, en-
tere. Ritter launches into a caustic
criticism or the players.