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2018
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LETITIA
You little chatterbox! Between you and Jonathan I have to fight to keep anybody's secrets.
SUSAN
Does Jonathan ask many questions?
LETITIA
When we're alone he does. He's just like his Uncle Nathaniel. God bless him!
SUSAN (seeing a costume in the trunk)
Oh, isn't that just wonderful!
LETITIA (holding the costume up for Susan to see)
That is what you can wear in the pageant, my dear Susan.
SUSAN (taking the costume)
Oh! Oh! Oh!… I wish I knew whose it was.
LETITIA
Would that make it any prettier?
SUSAN
No, but I'd like to know just the same.... Was it E. R.'s?
[A cry is heard outside, "Aunt Letty! Aunt Letty!"
LETITIA
Oh, Susan, it's Nathaniel! It's my boy. Here I am, dear.
[She has an armful of costumes which she drops nervously.
SUSAN
Mis' Letitia, I believe you love him best of all!
LETITIA
No, I don't, but I always understood him, I think.
[The voice below calls again, "Where are you?"
Come up here, my boy. Come up to the lumber room.
[Steps are heard on the stairs, young eager steps, and Nathaniel Clay bursts into the room. He is an eternally young man of thirty-five, who has touched the dregs and the heights of the world and remained himself.
NATHANIEL [taking Letitia in his arms, then holding her from him as he inspects her
Aunt Letty! Not a day older.... But oh, so wise.
LETITIA
Nathaniel, my boy, my darling, darling boy.
NATHANIEL
Now, now. Don't cry.
LETITIA
My boy, my boy. My splendid boy.
[Susan has forgotten her costume in her admiration for Nathaniel. She puts it down on the bench in front of the piano.
NATHANIEL
And this is—
LETITIA
This is Susan Sample.
NATHANIEL
Not—
LETITIA
Yes, time has been flying, Nathaniel. This young lady is Mary Sample's daughter.
NATHANIEL
How do you do? I can't believe it. You were only a little pink cherub up there in the sky when I ran—
LETITIA (hurriedly interrupting him)
Yes, Susan was born three years after you went away.
NATHANIEL
Oh!… And, Aunt Letitia, you've opened Emily's trunk!
You little chatterbox! Between you and Jonathan I have to fight to keep anybody's secrets.
SUSAN
Does Jonathan ask many questions?
LETITIA
When we're alone he does. He's just like his Uncle Nathaniel. God bless him!
SUSAN (seeing a costume in the trunk)
Oh, isn't that just wonderful!
LETITIA (holding the costume up for Susan to see)
That is what you can wear in the pageant, my dear Susan.
SUSAN (taking the costume)
Oh! Oh! Oh!… I wish I knew whose it was.
LETITIA
Would that make it any prettier?
SUSAN
No, but I'd like to know just the same.... Was it E. R.'s?
[A cry is heard outside, "Aunt Letty! Aunt Letty!"
LETITIA
Oh, Susan, it's Nathaniel! It's my boy. Here I am, dear.
[She has an armful of costumes which she drops nervously.
SUSAN
Mis' Letitia, I believe you love him best of all!
LETITIA
No, I don't, but I always understood him, I think.
[The voice below calls again, "Where are you?"
Come up here, my boy. Come up to the lumber room.
[Steps are heard on the stairs, young eager steps, and Nathaniel Clay bursts into the room. He is an eternally young man of thirty-five, who has touched the dregs and the heights of the world and remained himself.
NATHANIEL [taking Letitia in his arms, then holding her from him as he inspects her
Aunt Letty! Not a day older.... But oh, so wise.
LETITIA
Nathaniel, my boy, my darling, darling boy.
NATHANIEL
Now, now. Don't cry.
LETITIA
My boy, my boy. My splendid boy.
[Susan has forgotten her costume in her admiration for Nathaniel. She puts it down on the bench in front of the piano.
NATHANIEL
And this is—
LETITIA
This is Susan Sample.
NATHANIEL
Not—
LETITIA
Yes, time has been flying, Nathaniel. This young lady is Mary Sample's daughter.
NATHANIEL
How do you do? I can't believe it. You were only a little pink cherub up there in the sky when I ran—
LETITIA (hurriedly interrupting him)
Yes, Susan was born three years after you went away.
NATHANIEL
Oh!… And, Aunt Letitia, you've opened Emily's trunk!
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