Conquest; Or, A Piece of Jade; a New Play in Three Acts

by Marie Carmichael Stopes

Varlie.

I should say! I have run around a bit, and got into many a good scrape in my time. Why, any day you are lonesome, Miss Loveday, ask me for the story of my wounds!

Loveday.

I’ve been rather lonesome this afternoon. How did you get that red triangle on your right cheek bone? I have often wondered. It is so regular.

Varlie.

(Turns his right cheek so that she can see it, points it out and turns again so that audience can see the bright red, definite small triangle on his cheek.) Ah, now that’s one of my best stories. I was a spry young fellow then. (Looks at her.) Now, if you were a smart girl you’d say, “That’s not long ago then, Mr. Varlie!”

Loveday.

(Smiling.) I’ll say it if it is a regulation part of the story. Is it?

Varlie.