I guess I won’t wait up for you to-night. I’m cold.

(She goes out, hardly controlling herself. He continues for a moment. Then he gets up, still absorbed, and closes the door after her. He resumes his work with the glow of intense creation on his face.)

[Curtain]

FOOTNOTES:

[A] Copyright by George Middleton. See back of title page.

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