Fifty Contemporary One-Act Plays

by Unknown

Atalanta. Yes, it did. But I have been calmer since we spoke of it. There was a thing in my heart that had to be spoken out—

Benvenuta. Yes.

Atalanta. I spoke it out to you, and since then it has not troubled me.

Benvenuta. It was about the vinedresser's baby in your father's garden?

Atalanta. Yes.

Benvenuta. You told me about it here—in this room, was it not?

Atalanta. Yes. Surely it was here. How strangely you speak, Benvenuta. Have you forgotten? It was after that you asked me to get the gold thread, and the child's coat.

Benvenuta. So I did. I had almost forgotten it.

Atalanta. It was a great comfort to me to tell you, Sister—and to serve you. Why have you asked nothing more of me?

Benvenuta. I have all the help I need, now.