The Young Man: (With sudden resolution) Lois, I love you. I am not a mundane man but I am a forger—
Julie: (Interested at once) Oh, how fascinating.
The Young Man:—a forger ahead. Lois, I want you.
Julie: (Skeptically) Huh! What you really want is for the world to come to attention and stand there till you give “Rest!”
The Young Man: Lois I—Lois I—
(He stops as Lois opens the door, comes in, and bangs it behind her. She looks peevishly at Julie and then suddenly catches sight of the young man in the window)
Lois: (In horror) Mr. Calkins!
The Young Man: (Surprised) Why I thought you said you were wearing pinkish white!
(After one despairing stare Lois shrieks, throws up her hands in surrender, and sinks to the floor.)
The Young Man: (In great alarm) Good Lord! She’s fainted! I’ll be right in.