CRAIG’S WIFE
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Ethel
- And then a while ago here, when I told him I was going to be married to Mr. Fredericks, he said the only thing we needed to consider seriously was whether or not we were absolutely honest with each other. And I was wondering if he’d found out.
Mrs. Craig
- Found out what?
Ethel
- That that you told me last night,—when I said I didn’t think it was honest.
- [There is a movement on the front porch. The screen door slams, and Mrs. Craig turns away quickly and looks out the bay window.
Craig (outside)
- All set?
Fredericks (outside)
- All set. Ethel’s inside.
Ethel (going out)
- Good-by, Aunt Harriet.
Mrs. Craig (turning and following her to the door)
- Good-by, dear.
Ethel
- I’ll write you as soon as I get home.
Mrs. Craig
- Do, dear; let me know how your mother is.
Ethel
- Yes, I shall.
- [The screen door slams.
Craig
- Ready, Ethel?
Ethel
- Yes, I’m coming, Uncle Walter.
