The First Man by Eugene O'Neill
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LILY--[Trying to save the situation--gayly.] Yes. You can trust me
as understudy for the part of hostess any time. MARTHA--[Forcing a smile.] Well, I'm glad to know I wasn't missed. EMILY--[Sweetly.] We were talking about you--at least, we were listening to Lily talk about you. MARTHA--[Stiffening defensively.] About me? EMILY--Yes--about how devoted you were to Curt's work. [LILY gives her a venomous glance of scorn.] MARTHA--[Pleased but inwardly uneasy.] Oh, but you see I consider it my work, too, I've helped him with it so long now. JAYSON--[In a forced tone.] And how is Curt's book coming, Martha? MARTHA--[More and more stung by their strained attitudes and inquisitive glances. Coldly and cuttingly.] Finely, thank you. The book will cause quite a stir, I believe. It will make the name of Jayson famous in the big world outside of Bridgetown. MRS. DAVIDSON--[Indignantly.] The name of Jayson has been-- JAYSON--[Pleadingly.] Aunt Elizabeth! LILY--Aunt means it's world famous already, Martha. [Pointing to the sullen JOHN.] John was once a substitute on the Yale Freshman soccer team, you know. If it wasn't for his weak shins he would |
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