Rodney. (Overjoyed) What! That’s the first time you ever really kissed me—all by yourself—like that. By George, you must love me!
Mary. You bet I do. (She kisses him again and they clinch as Peale enters excitedly, coming down R.)
Peale. (Entering) Say, I didn’t mean to interrupt!
Rodney. (Still with Mary in his arms) Nothing in the world can interrupt me—What is it?
Peale. A telegram. It’s the first we ever received, and—I was afraid to open it.
(Mary, taking it, looks at it nervously.)
Mary. What awful thing can it be? (Goes in front of desk)
Rodney. Gee, I wonder what it says? (Crosses to her)
Peale. Read it. Read it. (Crosses to her)