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The Débutante
HE:Well—Rosalind,Rosalind,don’targue—kissmeagain.
SHE:(Quitechillynow)No—Ihavenodesiretokissyou.
HE:(Openlytakenaback)Youwantedtokissmeaminuteago.
SHE:Thisisnow.
HE:I’dbettergo.
SHE:Isupposeso.
(Hegoestowardthedoor.)
SHE:Oh!
(Heturns.)
SHE:(Laughing)Score—HomeTeam:Onehundred—Opponents:Zero.
(Hestartsback.)
SHE:(Quickly)Rain—nogame.
(Hegoesout.)
(Shegoesquietlytothechiffonier,takesoutacigarette-caseandhidesitinthesidedrawerofadesk.Hermotherenters,note-bookinhand.)
MRS.CONNAGE:Good—I’vebeenwantingtospeaktoyoualonebeforewegodown-stairs.
ROSALIND:Heavens!youfrightenme!
MRS.CONNAGE:Rosalind,you’vebeenaveryexpensiveproposition.
ROSALIND:(Resignedly)Yes.
MRS.CONNAGE:Andyouknowyourfatherhasn’twhatheoncehad.
ROSALIND:(Makingawryface)Oh,pleasedon’ttalkaboutmoney.
MRS.CONNAGE:Youcan’tdoanythingwithoutit.Thisisourlastyearinthishouse—andunlessthingschangeCeceliawon’thavetheadvantagesyou’vehad.
ROSALIND:(Impatiently)Well—whatisit?
MRS.CONNAGE:SoIaskyoutopleasemindmeinseveralthingsI’veputdowninmynote-book.Thefirstoneis:don’tdisappearwithyoungmen.Theremaybeatimewhenit’svaluable,butatpresentIwantyouonthedance-floorwhereIcanfindyou.TherearecertainmenIwanttohaveyoumeetandIdon’tlikefindingyouinsomecorneroftheconservatoryexchangingsillinesswithanyone—orlisteningtoit.
