LORAINE
(Favoring Freda with a quick but sweeping, scornful glance.)
Come here, Charley. I want to speak to you a moment.
(Her conduct angers Sitka Charley, who grows stolid and refuses to move or reply.)
(Favoring Freda with a quick but sweeping, scornful glance.)
Come here, Charley. I want to speak to you a moment.
(Her conduct angers Sitka Charley, who grows stolid and refuses to move or reply.)