Her own way

by Clyde Fitch

Steven. I'll do my best. Louise, I appreciate your not making more of a row!

[With his arm around her.

Louise. Oh, Steve, I know it's just as hard for you—and I do love you and I want to be nice about it, but—[She cries. Steven kisses her again, in his arms.] I mustn't give way like this. I'll be a sight at the ball. Don't let me cry, dear.

Steven. All right. Come on upstairs now, and make yourself beautiful.

[They go toward the door Right.

Bella. [Reëntering Left.] Good evening again, is Miss Georgiana ready for me?

Louise. She must be,—is my hair all right?

Bella. Oh, yes, that's one thing about my hair dressing, though I do say it as shouldn't, it has a lasting quality.

[Louise goes out Right.

Georgiana. [Calls from inside.] Is that you, Bella?