CRAIG’S WIFE
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- pidity. I’m accustomed to living in rooms; (Mr. Craig comes quietly down the stairs and stands on the landing, looking inquiringly from one to the other. Mrs. Craig sees him out of the corner of her eye, and drifts forward to the mirror at the right) and I think too much of myself to consider their appearance where my comfort is concerned. So I’ve decided to make a change. Only I want my reasons to be made perfectly clear to Walter before I go—I think I owe it to him; for his own sake as well as mine.
- [Miss Austen becomes aware of Craig’s presence on the stairway and turns and looks at him. There is a dead pause. Then she turns away, and Craig comes down into the room and forward at the left of the table.
Craig
- What’s the matter?
Mrs. Craig (turning)
- I haven’t the faintest idea, I’m sure. But from what Auntie Austen has just been saying, she seems to think there are quite a few things the matter.
Craig
- What is it, Auntie?
Mrs. Craig
- She tells me she’s going to leave us.
- [He looks at his wife, then at his aunt.
Miss Austen
- It’s nothing very new, Walter.
Craig (to his wife)
- Going to leave the house, you mean?
Mrs. Craig
- So she says.
- [He looks at Auntie Austen again.
