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BLANCHE. What! You could think I meant that! Ugh! How could you?
STERLING. Well, what did you mean then? Eh?
[_Pulling her up close to him, her face close to his. She realizes first by the odor, then by a searching look at his face, that he is partly under the influence of liquor._
BLANCHE. [_With pathetic shame._] Let me go! I see what's the matter with you, but the reason is no excuse; you've been drinking.
STERLING. [_Dropping her hand._] Ugh! The usual whimper of a woman!
[RUTH _reenters Right._
RUTH. Well, Blanche, dear, your mother's in a calmer frame of mind, and I must go. d.i.c.k, can you lunch with me to-morrow?
STERLING. [_Hesitating, not caring about it._] Er--to-morrow?--er--
RUTH. Oh, only for business. I must have a new business man now to do all that _he_ did for me, and I'm going to try to make up to you for not having been always your--_best_ friend, by putting my affairs in _your_ hands.
BLANCHE. [_Serious, uneasy, almost frightened._] Aunt Ruth--
[_She stops._
RUTH. What, dear?
BLANCHE. Nothing.
[_She gives_ STERLING _a searching, steady look and keeps her eyes upon him, trying to read his real self._
RUTH. [_Continues to_ STERLING.] Mr. Mason is coming to me in the morning, and if you will lunch with me at one, I will then be able to give all the papers over to you.
[STERLING, _who up to this time has been almost dumbfounded by this sudden good fortune, now collects himself, and speaks delightedly but with sufficient reserve of his feelings._ BLANCHE _does not take her eyes from_ STERLING'S _face._
STERLING. Aunt Ruth, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, and I will do my best.
BLANCHE. [_Quickly._] Promise her, d.i.c.k, before me--give her your word of honor--you will be faithful to Aunt Ruth's trust.
[_He answers_ BLANCHE'S _look steadily with a hard gaze of his own._
RUTH. His acceptance of my trust is equal to that, Blanche.
BLANCHE. It is of course, isn't it, d.i.c.k?
STERLING. Of course.
[BLANCHE _is not content, but has to satisfy herself with this._
RUTH. To-morrow at one, then.
[_She starts to go._
[JORDAN _enters Left._
JORDAN. Mr. Warden.
RUTH. I can't wait. Good-by.
[_She goes out Left._
BLANCHE. We will see Mr. Warden.
JORDAN. Yes, madam.
[_He goes out Left._
STERLING. Blanche, go to your mother and ask her to see Ned to thank him. I want a minute's talk with him if you don't mind.
BLANCHE. [_Pathetically._] What difference does it make, d.i.c.k, if I _do_ mind?
STERLING. Don't say that, old girl, and don't think it.
BLANCHE. d.i.c.k, you _are_ honest, aren't you?
STERLING. [_Without flinching._] What a question, Blanche!
[JORDAN _enters Left announcing "Mr. Warden."_ WARDEN _enters, and_ JORDAN _goes out._
[EDWARD WARDEN, _though in reality scarcely younger than_ STERLING, _looks at least ten years his junior. He is good-looking, practical, a reasoning being, and self-controlled. He is a thorough American, with the fresh and strong ideals of his race, and with the feeling of romance alive in the bottom of his heart._
STERLING. [_In enormous relief, greets him joyfully._] Ned, what do you think! The greatest news going!
BLANCHE. d.i.c.k!
STERLING. Excuse me, Blanche, I forgot; but Ned will know how I can't help being glad.
[WARDEN _goes to_ MRS. STERLING.
BLANCHE. [_Shaking_ NED'S _hand._] And Mr. Warden knows nothing could make me "_glad_" to-day. Thank you for all your kindness--
WARDEN. Don't thank me; it was nothing.
BLANCHE. Yes, please let me thank you all I can; it won't be half what I feel, but I want to know that you know even my silence is full of grat.i.tude for all you've done for my mother, sisters, and me.
STERLING. Yes, we're all immensely indebted to you, Ned, old man.
BLANCHE. I will tell mother. I know she wants to see you.
[_She goes out Right._
STERLING. [_Speaking with suppressed excitement and uncontrollable gladness, unable to keep it back any longer._] Ned, my wife's aunt, Miss Hunter, has put all her business in my hands.