The fanatics

by Miles Malleson

Toby: TA—RA!!!!

[Again she is struck still and dumb by these two strangers; after a moment’s silence, with a real big explosive angry “Damn,” she goes back into the bedroom.... John follows her.

Gwen: I think it would be better if we went downstairs.

Frankie: I’m going to stay here ... have you ever seen her before?

Gwen: No.

Frankie: Do you know who she is?

Gwen: No.

Frankie: She’s common, isn’t she?

Gwen: I didn’t notice.... Frankie, I’m sure we’d better go downstairs.

Frankie: I’m not going.