Jimmie, run and see if—
Oh, here you are, Bessie. I thought you were never coming. (Takes gloves and starts to put one on.)
These aren’t my gloves; they’re Edith’s, and she takes a half size smaller than I do. No, you haven’t time to go back and get mine so I’ll have to wear them, but they’ll be a pretty tight fit. (Pause.)
Well, just look at that! Split right down the middle. They must be awfully poor kid. I didn’t think she’d buy such cheap things. I’ll have to hide the tear with my handker—
Oh, there goes the last bell. I’ll be most awfully late, likely they’ll be finishing the first hymn.
I think you people might have helped me more. One good thing, Madge can’t miss seeing me. Oh, I’m going off without my handkerchief. Run and get it for me, Jimmie.
Mother, are you sure my hat’s on straight? Wouldn’t it be awful if Madge weren’t out after all!
CURTAIN.
FAMOUS FIVE CENT DIALOGUES