Four Daughters Page #2

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He'll be here any moment.

Hey, what's going on in here?

Never mind that. Let me have your slip.

Maybe someday you'll want mine.

Hey, Emma.

You'll find it in my drawer

over by the window.

A fine state of affairs when I

have to look in Kay's drawer ..

For my slip so that Thea can wear it.

Here we are, work ourselves

into a lather and you ..

Kay, why don't you do something?

I'm doing very important work.

I'm relaxing for you.

When a Lemp beauty goes out, the rest

of the family becomes a nudist colony.

You all think Master Ben Crowley

is worthy of all this here fuss?

Why sure he is, honey-child. Master Ben

Crowley has got money and lots of it.

What Thea wants is butlers like the

Rawlings, with servants to order around.

We get along.

Yes. Making over old dresses.

I want people in a crowd to

point me out in a crowd and say:

"There goes the smart Mrs Crowley."

But suppose you don't love him?

Love is overrated, old fashioned.

Last generation.

Last generation or not.

I still want love.

Storybook style, with all the trimmings.

A knight in shining

armor on a white horse.

Don't be silly. Where are you going

to find a white horse these days?

Why worry about the future?

If you've got anything

coming to you, it'll come.

Ann, tell them I'm right.

About love, I mean.

I don't think you are.

I wouldn't mind mothering someone

like a kitten or a puppy or a baby.

And I want fun. Lots of laughs.

All the married people I've seen,why

there a little bit short on laughter.

Maybe if I had a baby

without any husband.

Now you are talking nonsense.

Oh I don't mean having a baby. Just

mothering someone. Oh, you get the idea.

I hope not.

Ben is being announced.

He would be punctual.

That's his car. Isn't it a beauty.

It looks paid for.

I'd still like a white horse.

Gee Thea, an open car. It will muss

your hair up every which way.

No it won't. I'll wear your scarf.

Oh, I was afraid of that.

The orchids. The orchids!

Let me fix .. oh, you forgot the cape.

Give me the cape.

Where is the cape?

It's on the couch.

I wish it were gold dust.

Here's the cape.

You're a darling.

Wish me luck.

Aren't we going to meet him?

What?

And have him wonder why he picked me?

No, you're all much

better looking than I am.

But I'm the smart one. Goodbye.

Come on, Kay. Here's your

chance to see Master Crowley.

Must I?

Good evening, Thea.

Good evening, Ben.

Thea's answer to a maiden's

prayer. Not mine.

Ah, you can't sing for

your own amusement.

One, two, three, four. Forte piano ..

Quiet. You're disturbing the cooks.

I'm afraid my sister's cooking

needs some inspiration.

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"Oh, once I felt that i would go .."

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