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Miss Lulu Bett

Act 2 — Scene iii

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The same. Evening, a week later. Stage flooded with moonlight, house lighted. At the piano, just inside the window, Lulu and Cornish are finishing a song together, Lulu accompanying.

How sweet the happy evening’s close,

’Tis the hour of sweet repose—

Good-night.

The summer wind has sunk to rest,

The moon serenely bright

Unfolds her calm and gentle ray,

Softly now she seems to say,

Good-night.

[As they sing, Di slips into the house, unseen.]

Cornish

Why, Miss Lulu, you’re quite a musician.

Lulu

Oh, no. I’ve never played in front of anybody⸺

[They come to the porch.]

I don’t know what Ina and Dwight would say if they heard me.

Cornish

What a pretty dress that is, Miss Lulu!

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Lulu

I made this from one of Ina’s old ones since she’s been gone. I don’t know what Ina and Dwight are going to say about this dress, made like this, when they get home.

Cornish

When are they coming back?

Lulu

Any time now. They’ve been gone most a week. Do you know I never had but one compliment before that wasn’t for my cooking.

Cornish

You haven’t!

Lulu

He told me I done up my hair nice. That was after I took notice how the ladies in Savannah, Georgia, done up theirs.

Cornish

I guess you can do most anything you set your hand to, Miss Lulu: Look after Miss Di and sing and play and cook⸺

Lulu

Yes, cook. But I can’t earn anything. I’d like to earn something.

Cornish

You would! Why, you have it fine here, I thought.

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Lulu

Oh, fine, yes. Dwight gives me what I have. And I do their work.

Cornish

I see. I never thought of that….

[Pause.]

Lulu

You’re wondering why I didn’t stay with him!

Cornish

Oh, no.

Lulu

Yes you are! The whole town’s wondering. They’re all talking about me.

Cornish

Well, Miss Lulu, you know it don’t make any difference to your friends what people say.

Lulu

But they don’t know the truth. You see, he had another wife.

Cornish

Lord sakes!

Lulu

Dwight thinks it isn’t true. He thinks—he didn’t have another wife…. You see, Dwight thinks he didn’t want me.

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Cornish

But—your husband—I mean, why doesn’t he write to Mr. Deacon and tell him the truth⸺

Lulu

He has written. The letter’s in there on the piano.

Cornish

What’d he say?

Lulu

Dwight doesn’t like me to touch his mail. I’ll have to wait till he comes back.

Cornish

Lord sakes! … You—you—you’re too nice a girl to get a deal like this. Darned if you aren’t.

Lulu

Oh, no.

Cornish

Yes you are, too! And there ain’t a thing I can do.

Lulu

It’s a good deal to have somebody to talk to….

Cornish

Sure it is.

Lulu

… Cora Waters. Cora Waters, of San Diego, California. And she never heard of me.

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Cornish

No. She never did, did she? Ain’t life the darn⸺

[Enter Mrs. Bett.]

Mrs. Bett

I got Monona into bed. And it’s no fool of a job neither.

Lulu

Did you, mother? Come and sit down.

Mrs. Bett

Yes. She went to bed with a full set of doll dishes…. Ain’t it nice with the folks all gone? … I don’t hear any more playin’ and singin’. It sounded real good.

Lulu

We sung all I knew how to play, mama.

Mrs. Bett

I use’ to play on the melodeon.

Cornish

Well, well, well.

Mrs. Bett

That was when I was first married. We had a little log house in a clearing in York State. I was seventeen—and he was nineteen. While he was chopping I use’ to sit on a log with my sewing. Jenny was born in that house. I was alone at the 112time. I was alone with her when she died, too. She was sixteen—little bits of hands she had⸺

[Yawns. Rises, wanders toward door.]

Can’t we have some more playin’ and singin’?

Lulu

After a little while, mama—dear.

Mrs. Bett

It went kind of nice—that last tune you sung.

[Hums the air. Enters house.]

Cornish

I must be going along too, Miss Lulu.

Lulu

I can’t think why Di doesn’t come. She ought not to be out like this without telling me⸺

[Mrs. Bett appears beside the piano, lifts and examines the letters lying there.]

Cornish

Well, don’t you mind on my account. I’ve enjoyed every minute I’ve been here.

Lulu

Mother! Those are Dwight’s letters—don’t you touch them.

Mrs. Bett

I ain’t hurting them or him neither.

[Disappears, the letters in her hand.]

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Cornish

Good-night, Miss Lulu. If there was anything I could do at any time you’d let me know, wouldn’t you?

Lulu

Oh, thank you.

Cornish

I’ve had an awful nice time, singing, and listening to you talk—well of course—I mean the supper was just fine! And so was the music.

Lulu

Oh, no.

[Mrs. Bett appears at the door with a letter.]

Mrs. Bett

Lulie. I guess you didn’t notice. This one’s from Ninian.

Lulu

Mother⸺

Mrs. Bett

I opened it—why of course I did. It’s from Ninian.

[Holds out unfolded letter and an old newspaper clipping.]

The paper’s awful old—years back, looks like. See. Says “Corie Waters, music hall singer—married last night to Ninian Deacon”—Say, Lulie, that must be her.

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Lulu

Yes, that’s her. That’s her—Cora Waters…. Oh, then he was married to her just like he said!

Cornish

Oh, Miss Lulu! I’m so sorry!

Lulu

No, no. Because he wanted me! He didn’t say that just to get rid of me!

Cornish

Oh, that way…. I see….

Lulu

I’m so thankful it wasn’t that.

Mrs. Bett

Then everything’s all right onct more. Ain’t that nice!

Lulu

I’m so thankful it wasn’t that.

Cornish

Yes, I can understand that. Well, I—I guess I ought to be going now, Miss Lulu…. Why, it is Miss Lulu Bett, isn’t it?

Lulu

[Abstractedly, with the paper.]

Yes—yes—good-night, Mr. Cornish. Good-night.

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Cornish

Good-night, Miss Lulu…. I wonder if you would let me tell you something.

Lulu

Why⸺

Cornish

I guess I don’t amount to much. I’ll never be a lawyer. I’m no good at business and everything I say sounds wrong to me. And yet I do believe I do know enough not to bully a woman—not to make her unhappy, maybe even—I could make her a little happy. Miss Lulu, I hate to see you looking and talking so sad. Do you think we could possibly arrange⸺

Lulu

Oh!

Cornish

I guess maybe you’ve heard something about a little something I’m supposed to inherit. Well, I got it. Of course, it’s only five hundred dollars. We could get that little Warden house and furnish up the parlor with pianos—that is, if you could ever think of marrying me.

Lulu

Don’t say that—don’t say that!

Mrs. Bett

Better take him, Lulie. A girl ought to take any young man that will propose in front of her mother!

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Cornish

Of course if you loved him very much then I’d ought not to be talking this way to you.

Lulu

You see Ninian was the first person who was ever kind to me. Nobody ever wanted me, nobody ever even thought of me. Then he came. It might have been somebody else. It might have been you. But it happened to be Ninian and I do love him.

Cornish

I see. I guess you’ll forgive me for what I said.

Lulu

Of course.

Cornish

Miss Lulu, if that five hundred could be of any use to you, I wish you’d take it.

Lulu

Oh, thank you, thank you, I couldn’t.

Cornish

Well, I guess I’ll be stepping along. If you should want me, I’m always there. I guess you know that.

[Exit.]

Mrs. Bett

Better burn that up. I wouldn’t have it round.

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Lulu

But mother! Mother dear, try to understand. This means that Ninian told the truth. He wasn’t just trying to get rid of me.

Mrs. Bett

Did he want you to stay with him?

Lulu

I don’t know. But I think he did. Anyway, now I know the truth about him.

Mrs. Bett

Well, I wouldn’t want anybody else to know. Here, let me have it and burn it up.

Lulu

Mama, mama! Aren’t you glad for me that now I can prove Ninian wasn’t just making up a story so I’d go away?

Mrs. Bett

[Clearly and beautifully.]

Oh, Lulu! My little girl! Is that what they said about you? Mother knows it wasn’t like that. Mother knows he loved you…. How still it is here! Where’s Inie?

Lulu

They’ve gone away, you know….

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Mrs. Bett

Well, I guess I’ll step over to Grandma Gates’s a spell. See how her rheumatism is. I’ll be back before long—I’ll be back….

[Exit. For a moment Lulu breaks down and sobs. Rises to lay Dwight’s letter through the window on piano. Slight sound. She listens. Enter Di from house. She is carrying a traveling bag.]

Lulu

Di! Why Di! What does this mean? Where were you going? Why, mama won’t like your carrying her nice new satchel….

Di

Aunt Lulu—the idea. What right have you to interfere with me like this?

Lulu

Di, you must explain to me what this means…. Di, where can you be going with a satchel this time of the night? Di Deacon, are you running away with somebody?

Di

You have no right to ask me questions, Aunt Lulu.

Lulu

Di, you’re going off with Bobby Larkin. Aren’t you? Aren’t you?

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Di

If I am it’s entirely our own affair.

Lulu

Why, Di. If you and Bobby want to be married why not let us get you up a nice wedding here at home⸺

Di

Aunt Lulu, you’re a funny person to be telling me what to do.

Lulu

I love you just as much as if I was married happy, in a home.

Di

Well, you aren’t. And I’m going to do just as I think best. Bobby and I are the ones most concerned in this, Aunt Lulu.

Lulu

But—but getting married is for your whole life!

Di

Yours wasn’t.

Lulu

Di, my dear little girl, you must wait at least till mama and papa get home.

Di

That’s likely. They say I’m not to be married till I’m twenty-one.

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Lulu

Well, but how young that is.

Di

It is to you. It isn’t young to me, remember, Aunt Lulu.

Lulu

But this is wrong—it is wrong!

Di

There’s nothing wrong about getting married if you stay married.

Lulu

Well, then it can’t be wrong to let your mother and father know.

Di

It isn’t. But they’d treat me wrong. Mama’d cry and say I was disgracing her. And papa—first he’d scold me and then he’d joke me about it. He’d joke me about it every day for weeks, every morning at breakfast, every night here on the porch—he’d joke me.

Lulu

Why, Di! Do you feel that way, too?

Di

You don’t know what it is to be laughed at or paid no attention to, everything you say.

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Lulu

Don’t I? Don’t I? Is that why you’re going?

Di

Well, it’s one reason.

Lulu

But Di, do you love Bobby Larkin?

Di

Well…. I could love almost anybody real nice that was nice to me.

Lulu

Di … Di….

Di

It’s true.

[Bobby enters.]

You ought to know that…. You did it. Mama said so.

Lulu

Don’t you think that I don’t know….

Di

Oh, Bobby, she’s trying to stop us! But she can’t do it—I’ve told her so⸺

Bobby

She don’t have to stop us. We’re stopped.

Di

What do you mean?

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Bobby

We’re minors.

Di

Well, gracious—you didn’t have to tell them that.

Bobby

No. They knew I was.

Di

But, silly. Why didn’t you tell them you’re not.

Bobby

But I am.

Di

For pity sakes—don’t you know how to do anything?

Bobby

What would you have me do, I’d like to know?

Di

Why tell them we’re both—whatever it is they want us to be. We look it. We know we’re responsible—that’s all they care for. Well, you are a funny….

Bobby

You wanted me to lie?

Di

Oh! don’t make out you never told a fib.

Bobby

Well, but this—why, Di—about a thing like this….

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Di

I never heard of a lover flatting out like that!

Bobby

Anyhow, there’s nothing to do now. The cat’s out. I’ve told our ages. We’ve got to have our folks in on it.

Di

Is that all you can think of?

Bobby

What else is there to think of?

Di

Why, let’s go to Bainbridge or Holt and tell them we’re of age and be married there.

Lulu

Di, wherever you go I’ll go with you. I won’t let you out of my sight.

Di

Bobby, why don’t you answer her?

Bobby

But I’m not going to Bainbridge or Holt or any town and lie, to get you or any other girl.

Di

You’re about as much like a man in a story as—as papa is.

[Enter Dwight and Ina.]

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Dwight

What’s this? What’s this about papa?

Ina

Well, what’s all this going on here?

Lulu

Why, Ina!

Di

Oh, mama! I—I didn’t know you were coming so soon. Hello, dear! Hello, papa! Here’s—here’s Bobby….

Dwight

What an unexpected pleasure, Master Bobby.

Bobby

Good-evening, Mrs. Deacon. Good-evening, Mr. Deacon.

Dwight

And Lulu. Is it Lulu? Is this lovely houri our Lulu? Is this Miss Lulu Bett? Or is this Lulu something else by now? You can’t tell what Lulu’ll do when you leave her alone at home. Ina—our festive ball gown!

Lulu

Ina, I made it out of that old muslin of yours, you know. I thought you wouldn’t care⸺

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Ina

Oh, that! I was going to use it for Di but it doesn’t matter. You are welcome to it, Lulu. Little youthful for anything but home wear, isn’t it?

Dwight

It looks like a wedding gown. Why are you wearing a wedding gown—eh, Lulu?

Ina

Di Deacon, what have you got mama’s new bag for?

Di

I haven’t done anything to the bag, mama.

Ina

Well, but what are you doing with it here?

Di

Oh, nothing! Did you—did you have a good time?

Ina

Yes, we did—but I can’t see…. Dwight, look at Di with my new black satchel.

Dwight

What is this, Diana?

Di

Well, I’m—I’m not going to use it for anything.

Ina

I wish somebody would explain what is going on here. Lulu, can’t you explain?

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Dwight

Aha! Now, if Lulu is going to explain that’s something like it. When Lulu begins to explain we get imagination going.

Lulu

Di and I have a little secret. Can’t we have a little secret if we want one?

Dwight

Upon my word, she has a beautiful secret. I don’t know about your secrets, Lulu.

[Enter Mrs. Bett.]

Mrs. Bett

Hello, Inie.

Ina

Oh, mother dear….

Dwight

Well, Mother Bett….

Mrs. Bett

That you, Dwight?

[To Bobby.]

… Don’t you help me. I guess I can help myself yet awhile.

[Climbs the two steps.]

[To Di.]

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Made up your mind to come home, did you?

[Seats herself.]

I got a joke. Grandma Gates says it’s all over town they wouldn’t give Di and Bobby Larkin a license to get married.

[Single note of laughter, thin and high.]

Dwight

What nonsense!

Ina

Is it nonsense? Haven’t I been trying to find out where the new black bag went? Di! Look at mama….

Di

Listen to that, Bobby. Listen!

Ina

That won’t do, Di. You can’t deceive mama, and don’t you try.

Bobby

Mrs. Deacon, I⸺

Dwight

Diana!

Di

Yes, papa.

Dwight

Answer your mother. Answer me. Is there anything in this absurd tale?

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Di

No, papa.

Dwight

Nothing whatever?

Di

No, papa.

Dwight

Can you imagine how such a ridiculous story started?

Di

No, papa.

Dwight

Very well. Now we know where we are. If anybody hears this report repeated, send them to me.

Ina

Well, but that satchel⸺

Dwight

One moment. Lulu will of course verify what the child has said.

Lulu

If you cannot settle this with Di, you cannot settle it with me.

Dwight

A shifty answer. You’re a bird at misrepresenting facts….

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Lulu

Oh!…

Dwight

Lulu, the bird!

Lulu

Lulu, the dove to put up with you.

[Exit.]

Ina

Bobby wanted to say something….

Bobby

No, Mrs. Deacon. I have nothing—more to say. I’ll—I’ll go now.

Dwight

Good-night, Robert.

[Ina and Dwight transfer bags and wraps to the house.]

Bobby

Good-night, Mr. Deacon. Good-by, Di.

[Di follows Bobby. Right.]

Di

Bobby, come back, you hate a lie—but what else could I do?

Bobby

What else could you do? I’d rather they never let us see each other again than to lose you in the way I’ve lost you now.

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Di

Bobby!

Bobby

It’s true. We mustn’t talk about it.

Di

Bobby! I’ll go back and tell them all.

Bobby

You can’t go back. Not out of a thing like that. Good-by, Di.

[Exit.]

[Enter Dwight and Ina.]

Di

If you have any fear that I may elope with Bobby Larkin, let it rest. I shall never marry him if he asks me fifty times a day.

Ina

Really, darling?

Di

Really and truly, and he knows it, too.

Dwight

A-ha! The lovelorn maiden all forlorn makes up her mind not to be so lorn as she thought she was. How does it seem not to be in love with him, Di—eh?

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Di

Papa, if you make fun of me any more I’ll—I’ll let the first train of cars I can find run over me….

[Sobs as she runs to house.]

Mrs. Bett

Wait, darling! Tell grandma! Did Bobby have another wife too?

[Exeunt Mrs. Bett and Di.]

Ina

Di, I’d be ashamed, when papa’s so good to you. Oh, my! what parents have to put up with….

Dwight

Bear and forbear, pettie—bear and forbear…. By the way, Lulu, haven’t I some mail somewhere about?

Lulu

Yes, there’s a letter there. I’ll get it for you.

[She reaches through the window.]

Dwight

A-ha! An epistle from my dear brother Ninian.

Ina

Oh, from Ninian, Dwight?

Dwight

From Ninian—the husband of Miss Lulu Bett…. You opened the letter?… Your sister has been opening my mail.

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Ina

But, Dwight, if it’s from Ninian⸺

Dwight

It is my mail.

Ina

Well, what does he say?

Dwight

I shall read the letter in my own time. My present concern is this disregard for my wishes. What excuse have you to offer?

Lulu

None.

Ina

Dwight, she knows what’s in it and we don’t. Hurry up.

Dwight

She is an ungrateful woman.

[Opens the letter, with the clipping.]

Ina

[Over his shoulder.]

Ah!… Dwight, then he was….

Dwight

M—m—m—m. So after having been absent with my brother for a month you find that you were not married to him.

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Lulu

You see, Dwight, he told the truth. He did have another wife. He didn’t just leave me.

Dwight

But this seems to me to make you considerably worse off than if he had.

Lulu

Oh, no! No! If he hadn’t—hadn’t liked me, he wouldn’t have told me about her. You see that, don’t you?

Dwight

That your apology?… Look here, Lulu! This is a bad business. The less you say about it the better for all our sakes. You see that, don’t you?

Lulu

See that? Why, no. I wanted you to write to him so I could tell the truth. You said I mustn’t tell the truth till I had the proofs.

Dwight

Tell whom?

Lulu

Tell everybody. I want them to know.

Dwight

Then you care nothing for our feelings in this matter?

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Lulu

Your feelings?

Dwight

How this will reflect on us—it’s nothing to you that we have a brother who’s a bigamist?

Lulu

But it’s me—it’s me.

Dwight

You! You’re completely out of it. You’ve nothing more to say about it whatever. Just let it be as it is … drop it. That’s all I suggest.

Lulu

I want people to know the truth.

Dwight

But it’s nobody’s business but our business … for all our sakes let us drop this matter…. Now I tell you, Lulu—here are three of us. Our interests are the same in this thing—only Ninian is our relative and he’s nothing to you now. Is he?

Lulu

Why⸺

Dwight

Let’s have a vote. Your snap judgment is to tell this disgraceful fact broadcast. Mine is, least said soonest mended. What do you say, Ina?

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Ina

Oh, goodness—if we get mixed up in a scandal like this we’ll never get away from it. Why, I wouldn’t have people know of it for worlds.

Dwight

Exactly. Ina has stated it exactly. Lulu, I think you should be reconciled.

Ina

My poor poor sister! Oh, Dwight! when I think of it—what have I done, what have we done—that I should have a good kind loving husband—be so protected, so loved, when other women…. Darling! You know how sorry I am—we all are⸺

Lulu

Then give me the only thing I’ve got—that’s my pride. My pride that he didn’t want to get rid of me.

Dwight

What about my pride? Do you think I want everybody to know that my brother did a thing like that?

Lulu

You can’t help that.

Dwight

But I want you to help it. I want you to promise me that you won’t shame us like this before all our friends.

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Lulu

You want me to promise what?

Dwight

I want you—I ask you to promise me that you will keep this with us—a family secret.

Lulu

No! No! I won’t do it! I won’t do it! I won’t do it!

Dwight

You refuse to do this small thing for us?

Lulu

Can’t you understand anything? I’ve lived here all my life—on your money. I’ve not been strong enough to work they say—well, but I’ve been strong enough to be a hired girl in your house—and I’ve been glad to pay for my keep…. But there wasn’t a thing about it that I liked. Nothing about being here that I liked…. Well, then I got a little something, same as other folks. I thought I was married and I went off on the train and he bought me things and I saw different towns. And then it was all a mistake. I didn’t have any of it. I came back here and went into your kitchen again—I don’t know why I came back. I suppose it’s because I’m most thirty-four and new things ain’t so easy any more—but what have I got or what’ll I ever have? And 137now you want to put on to me having folks look at me and think he run off and left me and having them all wonder. I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it. I can’t….

Dwight

You’d rather they’d know he fooled you when he had another wife?

Lulu

Yes. Because he wanted me. How do I know—maybe he wanted me only just because he was lonesome, the way I was. I don’t care why. And I won’t have folks think he went and left me.

Dwight

That is wicked vanity.

Lulu

That’s the truth. Well, why can’t they know the truth?

Dwight

And bring disgrace on us all?

Lulu

It’s me—It’s me⸺

Dwight

You—you—you—you’re always thinking of yourself.

Lulu

Who else thinks of me. And who do you think of—who do you think of, Dwight? I’ll tell you that, 138because I know you better than any one else in the world knows you—better even than Ina. And I know that you’d sacrifice Ina, Di, mother, Monona, Ninian—everybody, just to your own idea of who you are. You’re one of the men who can smother a whole family and not even know you’re doing it.

Dwight

You listen to me. It’s Ninian I’m thinking about.

Lulu

Ninian….

Dwight

Yes, yes … Ninian!… Of course if you don’t care what happens to him, it doesn’t matter.

Lulu

What do you mean?

Dwight

If you don’t love him any more….

Lulu

You know I love him. I’ll always love him.

Dwight

That’s likely. A woman doesn’t send the man she loves to prison.

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Lulu

I send him to prison! Why, he’s brought me the only happiness I’ve ever had….

Dwight

But prison is just where he’ll go and you’ll be the one to send him there.

Lulu

Oh! That couldn’t be…. That couldn’t be….

Dwight

Don’t you realize that bigamy is a crime? If you tell this thing he’ll go to prison … nothing can save him.

Lulu

I never thought of that….

Dwight

It’s time you did think. Now will you promise to keep this with us, a family secret?

Lulu

Yes. I promise.

Dwight

You will?…

Lulu

Yes … I will.

Dwight

A … h. You’ll be happy some day to think you’ve done this for us, Lulu.

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Lulu

I s’pose so….

Ina

This makes up for everything. My sweet self-sacrificing sister!

Lulu

Oh, stop that!

Ina

Oh, the pity of it … the pity of it!…

Lulu

Don’t you go around pitying me! I’ll have you know I’m glad the whole thing happened.

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