... hi. Scene: Drawing-room at Lady Killjoy's, Albert Gate. Time A quarter to two p.m. Present The hostess, Lady Mondaine, Miss Broadhavcnford, and the Dean of Dulwich. MISS BROADHAVENFORD (who has had time to grow tired of the name). So we are to sec your son at luncheon, dear Lady Killjoy? LADY KILLJOY. Yes, I expected him earlier. 1 ou hare newer met Isabel, I beliere t Miss Broad haven ford. ...

... DONEC GKATUS EEAM TIBL Me. Riciiahd Marsland Mrs. Richard Marsland A Guard. Scene A railway carriage. Mrs. Marsland alone. GUARD. Here you are, Sir. Quick as you can, please. Right away, there! [Enter Marsland hurriedly. RICHARD MARSLAND. Good heavens-- Kitty! Mrs. Marsland [in a freezing tone). I heg your pardon K. M. I beg yours, I am sure. I should have said, if I spoke at all, Mrs. ...

... H. H. Munro, better remembered as Saki, was one of the most endearing wits of Edwardian times. He began his literary career as a political satirist but excelled at deft short pieces in a lighter vein like this one by Saki Characters: Major Richard Dumbarton Mrs. Carewe Mrs. Paly-Paget [Scene Deck of eastward-bound steamer. Major Dumbarton seated on deck-chair, another chair by his side, with ...

... A STKONGr MEASURE. Baby Vander. The wildest, jollies/ girl in Baltimore. Hee Mother. Well in hand, Geoege. Engaged to Baby, now and then. Scene The handsomest suite of rooms in the Metropole. Baby Vander. Well, you 're just the meanest white woman that ever lived-- there! (She goes out furious, slams the door, and flings herself on the bed in her mother's room.) I don't care if she is my ...

... A CEUCIAL TEST. A DIALOGUE. Characters: A Sportsman; a Pretty Woman. Scene: Close of a wet First in a shooting-box. The speakers sit before a hall fire. A click of billiard-balls resounds from an open door. SHE (to herself). A drenching walk over a turnip-field in the morning; an afternoon in the house yawning; an evening of men sleepy and stupid as owls! He {to himself). A frosty spring, a ...

... AN INGENUE. Kate, handsome aged twenty-eight; Mart, pretty aged eighteen. Scene Kate's sitting -room. Kate and Mary seated in low chairs by the fire in peignoirs. Time 1.30 a.m. Mary gazing dreamily at the fire). Yes, it was a charming dance, didn't you think so Kate smiling at the other indulgently). I found it rather tiring, but I 'm glad you liked it. Everything was couleur de rose to you, ...

... . Train at Main Line departure platform. Heads out of every window small croivd to see the heads go off. Engine, knowing it has to leave in ten minutes, is taking a good square meal nf finals. Young Lady on platform). Well, good-bye, 'Arryut. They kiss.) Remember me to all, won't you Harriet (in carriage). I won't forget. Waggishly Give my best love to your friend, Mr. Thing-me-bob, when you ...

... OFF EYDE. SCENE: The deck of the yacht Semiramis. HE (lolling on deck chair). I can't think what you see in that fellow Bourget; I never could read him. Siie without looking up). You should buy a translation. He. Thanks Intrigue at three francs fifty and a death in a convent. I learnt it all with my catechism. She. And I didn't but I 'm making up for lost time. IIe [rolling cigarette). In my ...

... . [A dinner was given tlie other day by Mr. Ilarold Frederic to Sir Alfred M liner, the list of guests including Sir Charles Diilce, Mr. A. Birrell, Mr. George Wyndliam, Mr. Frank Harris, Mr. H. W. Massingliam, Mr. Julian Ralph (New York Journal), Mr' Isaae N. Ford (New York Tribune), and Mr. Brandon Thomas. Vide the Daily Chronicle, Wednesday, March 24.] Scene A private room at the Savoy ...

... Hringing you the pulsating drama of one man who dared to tell the truth and of a woman who got left out because she couldn't be fitted into the story. by MAURICE WILTSHIRE ONE Christmas Eve, towards the end of December in the year 19--, my Uncle Alec, at whose country place we were staying to elude the festive season, called us children to him and bade us cluster about his knee with rapt ...