Mourning Becomes Electra Page #2

Peter, haven't you seen enough

of Lavinia?

I haven't seen her in ages.

Look at him. He's getting jealous

afraid he's got a rival.

She isn't sick, is she?

Just a headache.

I think you're what she needs.

Someone to make a fuss over her.

What did I tell you?

You'll find her in the house.

Run along, little boy.

You know you're dying to see her.

Of course I am. Excuse me.

Any more news from Orin?

Not since the letter I showed you,

my dear.

You don't think he's been wounded,

do you, Mrs Mannon?

Of course not. He's with his father.

We'd have heard right away.

Oh, there, there, my dear.

Vinnie.

I've been looking all over for you.

How are you, Peter?

Fine. My wound's all heeled...

and I've got orders to leave tomorrow.

They'll be cancelled now, I guess.

Has the news been confirmed yet?

Not yet.

You'll hear the fort firing and the salute

when it's official.

I won't pretend I'm the sort of hero

who wants to go back.

I've had enough.

I guess you'll be glad, too.

To get Orin and your father

home again.

Oh, yes, Father.

Oh, I do hope he comes home soon.

You love him, don't you?

Vinnie, I...

I came here to ask you something.

You told me once to wait

till the war was over.

Well, it looks like the war

is about over now.

I can't marry anyone, Peter.

Father will need me.

He's got your mother.

He needs me more.

I'm sorry, Peter.

I can't explain...

You know how much I do

care for you.

Why, you and Hazel and Orin and I

we grew up together.

Don't change that, Peter.

Of course I won't, Vinnie.

You'll change your mind.

Unless you love someone else.

How about this mysterious clipper Captain

who's been calling on you?

Do you think I care anything

about that...

I only meant folks say he's courting

you and...

I hate the sight of him.

I was afraid that...

Well, never mind, I...

Who is he, anyway?

Well, I... don't know very

much about him, really.

Mother met him at Grandfather's

in New York.

He did tell a lot of stories.

I didn't pay attention.

He went to sea as a boy

and he was in California for the Gold Rush.

He sailed all over the world.

He lived on a South Sea island once.

So he says.

Sounds romantic.

That's his trade.

Being romantic.

Peter...

Did you say anything to Mother

about me?

What didn't he tell me, Vinnie?

He only told me he hadn't seen

you for ages, my dear.

Vinnie's not herself today, Peter.

But don't take it too hard.

It's me she's angry at, not you.

Well, I guess I'd better run along.

Come back tomorrow.

She'll be running to you

if you don't.

Goodbye, Vinnie.

Goodbye, Peter.

Goodbye, Mrs Mannon.

Goodbye, Peter.

Now I know why you've been

avoiding me all day.

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