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[Floria Emberson]

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 want you to hear-- Vane. The Bohemians? Impossible! Fitzgerald. You'll see life, at any rate. Vane. My dear fellow, I _have_ seen life. _Don't_ ask me to see it again. It is a painful spectacle. Adieu! (_Exit._) Miss Macfarlane. (_looking at picture_) Why, what's all this? Mrs. Denham. Arthur, I shall never forgive you for destroying your picture--just because that wretched little creature was spiteful about it. Denham. Pooh! He wasn't spiteful. He only told me the truth about it, in his own jargon. I knew it already. Miss Macfarlane. Oh, but it's none so bad, my dear boy--if it's a failure, it's a good wholesome failure. (_Crosses_ L _to fire._) (_Enter Jane, showing in Mrs. Tremaine._) Jane. Mrs. Tremaine! (_Exit Jane._) Mrs. Denham. My dear Blanche! Mrs. Tremaine. My dear Constance! (_They embrace._) Mrs. Denham. My husband, Mrs. Tremaine. Miss Macfarlane, Mr. Fitzgerald. (_She introduces them._) Fitzgerald. (_thrusting the book into his side pocket_) Well, I must run away. (_Crosses_ C.) Denham. Must you go? Fitzgerald. Yes--I've--I've a lot of things to do. Good-bye. (_Shakes hands absently._) Denham. Oh, Fitz, I want to show you something. Will you excuse me for a moment, Mrs. Tremaine? (_Exeunt Denham and Fitzgerald._) Mrs. Denham. Do sit down, and let us have a little quiet talk. (_They sit down. Mrs. Denham crosses and sits on sofa_ R; _Mrs. Tremaine on sofa_ L, _and Miss Macfarlane in armchair by fire, quietly observe each other._) You are looking splendidly, Blanche. Mrs. Tremaine. Yes, I'm in very good form. But you're not looking well--rather pale, you know. Mrs. Denham. I'm a little tired, that's all. I am so glad to see you again. Why have you quite given me up? Mrs. Tremaine. Well, you see, I have been rather making a mess of my life, and I have not been much in town. Besides, I was a little shy about coming, after--all my escapades. Mrs. Denham. You know I'm not a censorious person, Blanche. I don't think our conventional morality very admirable, and I never adored the patient Griselda. Mrs. Tremaine. You don't know how I feel your kindness, Constance. I have had a hard time of it, so far; but now I have taken my life into my own hands, and I mean to live it out. Mrs. Denham. But your husband? You married again, did you not? Mrs. Tremaine. Yes. Fancy a woman making that mistake twice! But, you see, I was in an equivocal position. I had left my first husband, Miss Macfarlane; I don't want to conceal my misdeeds. Miss Macfarlane. Oh, don't expect paving stones from an old woman like me! I judge every case on 
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