The First Man by Eugene O'Neill
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JAYSON--Yes, you can't take Martha with you this time, you know. CURTIS--[With a laugh.] No? What makes you so sure of that? [As they look mystified, he continues confidentially.] I'll let you in on the secret--only you must all promise not to breathe a word to Martha--until to-morrow. To-morrow is her birthday, you know, and this is a surprise I've saved for her. [They all nod.] I've been intriguing my damnedest for the past month to get permission for Martha to go with me. It was difficult because women are supposed to be barred. [Happily.] But I've succeeded. The letter came this morning. How tickled to death she'll be when she hears! I know she's given up hope. [Thoughtfully.] I suppose it's that has been making her act so out-of-sorts lately. JAYSON--[Worriedly.] Hmm! But would you persist in going--alone-- if you knew it was impossible for her--? CURTIS--[Frowning.] I can't imagine it without her. You people can't have any idea what a help--a chum--she's been. You can't believe that a woman could be--so much that--in a life of that kind--how I've grown to depend on her. The thousand details--she attends to them all. She remembers everything. Why, I'd be lost. I wouldn't know how to start. [With a laugh.] I know this sounds like a confession of weakness but it's true just the same. [Frowning again.] However, naturally my work must always be the first consideration. Yes, absolutely! [Then with glad relief.] But what's the use of rambling on this way? We can both go, thank heaven! |
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