Grinnell College - Cyclone Yearbook (Grinnell, IA)

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RODNEY Lsuspiciouslyj. Who told you that? MISS W. Clightlyb. Oh, a little bird. RODNEY. Oh, if you call Willetts a bird! Claughing suddenlyj he must be a tit-mouse. MISS WOOLSON Ltrying to conceal her mirthj. It is very naughty of you to make me laugh at poor Mr. Willetts. It isn't his fault that he's undersized. RODNEY feasilyj. Oh, Willetts is a good sort. He's a cheerful idiot, if he always does say the unfortunate thing. fDrawing up a chairj Thank you. Since you urge me, I will take a seat fputs his hat on the floor beside him and looks at her daringly and with unmistakable admirationj. MISS W. flowering her eyes under his open gazej. You didn't give me opportunity to be polite. RODNEY. No? Some people make opportunities. MISS W. lichafing under his very evident mastery of the situa- tionzl. Oh, if I had known you were in a teasing humor!- RODNEYfWR'tClIiI1g her with a smilej. What would you have done? Confess. OMISS W. fstormilyj. I would have barred you out. RODNEY. From Paradise! That would have been the Inferno indeed. It was the angel with a flaming sword who let me in I suppose.-I noticed something unusual about her-but took it for hair. MISS W. frefusing to laughj. Mr. Rodney! frisingj. RODNEY fanxiouslyj. Oh, don't-I beg. You will hurt your- self. MISS W. fmollified by his distressj. Butyou don't mind hurt- ing me. RODNEY fsincerely and humblyj. Not forthe world. You mis- judge me. D9 sit down. You will hurt yourself, I beg. I N nh 1 ' Y -If , , A i' ' X' f In .IWW F' ilyjqfdnf I. f 5 ,Q F.: ,My ' 'ff lf, Q D , I -.-.l , M46 MQ 2 .f .- E- fy e x , Na 94',yizf ff. Ex ,M QW! ,fi,7f,.' ' aww f t! I f f fl? ' f 'gpygfb V S IIY A I bc, La MISS W. No, no. I must stand. I- Mr. Rodney, Ihave a confession to make. RODNEY frecoilingj. A confession? Oh! -27-, I

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I I There, it is over now. You mustn't trouble to wait any longer, Mr. Rodney. You have done so much already. RODNEY. Don't say trouble again. I forbid it. iQAdds more seriouslyj I hate to leave you suffering. ' MISS W. It is very kind of you, but l shall get on. RODNEY lzstill solicitousj. You won't attempt to walk on it, promise me, Glad-er-Miss Woolson. The consequences might be serious, you know. . MISS W. fsmiling a little sadly without appearing to notice the slipj. I promise that I'll not do myself any injury. LAfter Va pause as if in after-thoughtj I can call some one, you know. RODNEY Lwith great reluctancej. I suppose, then, I must con- sider myself dismissed, and go. I Q MISS W. Cholding out her hand in farewell, quotesj. Don't use that word, lforbid it. I can't thank you enough, Mr. Rodney. fLooks up at him with dangerous gratitudej RODNEY fwith an effort at carelessness, though still holding the handj. Itll run in in the morning if you will let me, may I? MISS W. Izdemurelyj. It would be very kind of you, I am sure. Roouev Iimore cheerfully, but with a lingering notej. Then, good night MISS W fwith great sweetnessj Good ni ht M1 Rodnev U-Ie goes out slowly j MISS W Lsmks back Ill her chfur with a little dreamy smile After a moment she rouses herself, and snatching up a hand mirror from the table regards herself complacently, remarking in a musing tone at the same timej I don't more than half believe he'll take Nellie Bowen to the concert after all. SCENE V. Miss WooIson's boudoir-The curtain rising discovers her moving hastily up and down and wringing her hands. A MISS WOOLSON. I-Ie will be here soon and I must tell him that I deceived him, even though he despises me for it I must tell him Qtragicallyb-It is right 3 it is just-tAdds in a more practical tonej besides he's so clever, he'd find out if I didn't tell-fthe bell ringsl Oh, there he is Qseats herself hurriedlyy--I'll work up to the con- fession-I won't tell him right off at Hrst. MAID. Mr. Rodney, ma'am. MISS W. Show him up, Geraldine. fAlonej Since I'm in the wrong there is nothing for me to do but brow-beat him. It is the only way I can ever keep my self-respect. RODNEY Lat the doorj. Ah, good morning Miss Woolson. I feared you might repent of your promise to let me in. No fhas- tening forward to prevent her from risingj, don't attempt to stand. Uelis manner is still solicitous 1 MISS W fdistantly but giving him her handj You are a brave side? . ' ' . 'g , '. ,. A. ' , g-' ' - ' , - . V man, Rodney, to dare the Inferno. Did you leave hope out'- -26e-- '

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MISS W. Yes. l-last night-l deceived you. RODNEY. You? Deceived? l do not understand. MISS W. fsuddenly stands erect and strides tragically up and down before him. After which Sh? turns upon him in Stormy self- abasementj. N0-w do you understand? RODNEY. And your sprained ankle? MISS W. There' was no sprained ankle. RODNEY fSinking into achairj. Pertidious! lShe buries her face in her hands. Alter a moment he demands sternlyl Was Willetts in this thing too? Tell me! ' MISS W. temerging from handkerchief with a very red lacey. Oh, no! I was trying to keep him from asking me to go to the concert with him and there was no other way. RODNEY fatter chewing the cud of retlectionj. Wlni di.in't you want Willetts to ask you to the concert? MISS W. freproachlullyj. Oh you-l-l----fshe lalters and looks at him appealinglyzj Rooney Leagerlyj. Miss Woolson-Gladys! ls it possibfevyoir remember that old compact of ours? MISS fprouclly. Can a girl remember what a man forgets? RODNEY fpassionatelyj. But l have never forgotten-Gladysw l have thought of nothing else in the last two years. MISS W. fatter a close examination other braceletj. Not even when you were talkingto, Nellie Bowen? RODNEYEimp2Iiie11liyl. Nonsense! ldidn't have to think to talk with her. Besides, it has all been your fault. You were al- ways surrounded by a dozen - tbreaks 'off and stares at the brace- let which he seems to see for the tirst time. ln an excited voicej Gladys, what bracelet is that you are wearing? MISS W. tstill turning iti. And you don't recognize it? RODNEY tstrides across the room and under pretense of examin- ing the bracelet, takes her hand. ln joyful doubtb. Not the one l gave you when we were Freshmen? ftenderlyj Gladys! tat- teinpts to draw her nearer. She evades him and slips behind the curtainy. RODNEY Cfollowing but waiting outside. ln a pleading voicey Gladys! CAfter a moment the curtain is agitated and a hand thrust out toward himj. MISS W. Jack! the promptly disappearsj. MISS W. tin a muftlecl voice aftera becoming pausej. Oh, Jack! MAID tat the door looking about with a puzzled airj. Mr. Wil- letts, ma'ani. Cllodney and Miss Woolson re-appear hand in hand as Willetts entersj. Trzbrkftrrl. v T... ....., 'W t l t I l I l I w