Her own way

by Clyde Fitch

Georgiana. No, no—Steve's salary—

Coast. Steve's leaving that job; he don't need that money any longer.

[He looks at her, she looks in his face—a short pause; then—

Georgiana. You don't mean you've given Steve—

Coast. Don't worry, I'm giving away nothing. Steve's got a new job.

Georgiana. What?

Coast. I'm going home—leastways so far's Denver—and Steve's going to look after my

interests here.

Georgiana. But—

Coast. [Interrupting her.] Oh, don't worry—he can't act without my advice—and that's just the kind of a man I want! I don't want none of these here fellers who's got judgment o' their own! Steve's knows he's a fool in business, and he'll obey me implicitly.