Act II

No, it’s her uncle or something owns the business. But he saw I wasn’t happy, and⁠—well, we had a couple of drinks and talked. He kept saying I ought to have nice things⁠—and that he was willing to give them to me.

Don’t tell me you aren’t going to do it?

I’m kind of afraid. Suppose Paul gets inquisitive?

Paul! He doesn’t know silk from asbestos. To hell with him anyway! It’s time you had some luck!

I don’t know what to do. You and I look at things different. But Ed’s so nice. The things he says they make me feel young again. And it’s such a relief to just talk to a man that hates music!

Listen, if you don’t do this⁠—

They’re going to take it! They’ve took it! They’re crazy about it!

Well, that’s fine! I knew they’d like it!

It’s my first song! My first one to be published!

That’s wonderful.