Lucy
Her love presses.
Desmond
I pretend not to understand her passionate talk. But the less I seem
to understand, the more she reveals. I can't hold her back. I had to
leave her alone in the garden--where she stayed to hide her confusion.
She sighs, she excites herself--
Lucy
A declaration is coming. It wants to come forth. She will unburden her
heart. She is meditating some passionate declaration which may be
obscure--or plain enough.
Desmond
All too plain, I fear. I see her coming. I am not going to wait to
hear this.
(Exit Desmond.)
Widow (entering)
Where did he go, Lucy?
Lucy (pointing her in the wrong direction)
That way, I think.
Widow
Desmond. Desmond. I must talk to you.
(Exit Widow. Enter Tuneless.)
Lucy
Ah, Tuneless, everything's a mess here.
Tuneless
Ah, Lucy, everything's even worse on the other side.
Lucy
Truly, she really wants to make a gift.
Tuneless
In truth, he wants to make a gift.
Lucy
But, Tuneless--
Tuneless
But, Lucy--
Lucy
But first, she wants to assure herself that Desmond--
Tuneless
He wishes to be first secure of Arabella. He will give, when the
contract is signed.
Lucy
In signing the contract, she says.
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