. Dulcy : a comedy in three acts. .]Oh, all right. [Enter Dulcy. Coming face to face withVan Dyck, she is very startled and uncer-tain how to greet him] , good morning. [Timorously.]How do you—^feel this morning? Van melancholy. [Dulcy sidles away from him]Im afraid I must go back to town. Dulcy. Ah ! Van dont know how I wish I could stay. ... ! Well, thats too bad. Still,its all for the best. You—you must have somebreakfast first. 177 DULCY Van , thank you. DULCY. {In a whisper to Patterson.) He can eatbreakfast, cant he?[Enter Smith.] ,
. Dulcy : a comedy in three acts. .]Oh, all right. [Enter Dulcy. Coming face to face withVan Dyck, she is very startled and uncer-tain how to greet him] , good morning. [Timorously.]How do you—^feel this morning? Van melancholy. [Dulcy sidles away from him]Im afraid I must go back to town. Dulcy. Ah ! Van dont know how I wish I could stay. ... ! Well, thats too bad. Still,its all for the best. You—you must have somebreakfast first. 177 DULCY Van , thank you. DULCY. {In a whisper to Patterson.) He can eatbreakfast, cant he?[Enter Smith.] , yes. Van hope were not the last. DtTLCY. Oh, thats all right. The last shall be firstand—everything. [Exit Van Dyck.][To Patterson.]I had some soft boiled eggs prepared for him,and some soft milk toast—aU very soft, youknow. Is that all right? [Patterson, with a nod, exits. Dxn-CYis about to follow.] GOIUJON. [Sharply.]Dulcy! DULCY. [Turning nervously.]Yes—dear. Gordon.[Very seriously\Dulcy, come here, dulcy: he can eat breakfast, can-t he 7 ••—{Act 3) DULCY DULCY. [Prattling on to cover her nervousness.]I—I was just seeing about Mr. Van Dycksbreakfast—Mr.—Mr. Pattersons—I —^hes all right, really. I mean, of coiirse,he isnt—exactly all right, but hes—^hes aUright for—for what he is—and—I mean—every-thing could be much worse—couldnt it, darling?[She finishes rather weakly, going toGordon.] Gordon. Dulcy—do you realize—exactly what hashappened? , I—I dont know—I think so. Oh,Gordie, I didnt mean to Gordon.[Simply and kindly.]You must listen quietly, dear, imtil I finish. Dulcy.[Momentarily subdued.]Yes, darling. time has come when—I must speak—frankly. [A pause.]Do you know what Mr. Forbes is going tosay to me, when he learns who Van Dyck reallyis? 179 DULCY [DuLCY shakes her head; she cannot speakat the moment^He is going to tell me that my factory andmy services are of no use to
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