The Old Maid Page #2

...to behave like a gentleman. "

And you will, won't you?

I am sorry, Clem.

I know how you feel.

Really, I do. I know.

My little Delia, Jim Ralston.

Married. Today.

She asked me to behave like a gentleman.

She waited two years.

It's a woman's duty to marry.

To marry the man she promised

and she did promise me.

Oh, Charlotte,

I wouldn't have come back and...

What church? Where?

Where are they gonna be married?

No, that's what Delia's afraid of.

You're crazy and impulsive, you are.

- You'll get into trouble.

- I know.

You can't leave whenever you please

and expect Delia to wait on your doorstep.

A gentleman?

I'll behave like a gentleman.

- I'll break her neck.

- Clem.

Marrying Ralston.

I'll break my toe in the seat of his pants.

- No.

- I will. I'm gonna jam...

...that wedding cake down his stiff neck.

- Clem.

Oh, the bridegroom.

Jim Ralston, congratulations.

- Thank you, bishop. Glad to see you.

Is that champagne?

- Isn't that refreshing?

- Good idea.

You know, I'm gonna suggest...

You lads are still just boys to me.

- Champagne, Laughton.

- I'm going to propose a toast.

Jim Ralston, Joe Ralston, a toast.

- Shall we drink to the bride?

- To Delia.

And to you,

the bridegroom and the bride.

Thank you, Joe.

Hello, Charlotte.

- Hello.

Oh, Charlotte, wait a minute.

- I must see Delia.

- I know. You look lovely.

- Thank you.

- Wait. I wanna talk to you.

I can't. I must see Delia, Joe.

Excuse me.

Thank you, Dora. Delia.

- Did you see him?

- Yes.

What did he say?

He's downstairs at the side door.

He wants to see you.

Oh, but I can't. You know I can't.

He's very hurt, Delia.

I haven't wanted to hurt him.

I don't see how anyone could hurt

poor Clem.

Don't.

- I didn't know you cared that much.

- You knew I loved him.

I knew you told him so.

I have to go downstairs in a few minutes.

I mustn't cry.

You won't cry if you keep saying

over and over to yourself:

"I'm marrying a Ralston.

Marrying a Ralston. "

Yes, I'm marrying a Ralston and I'm glad.

- I don't envy you.

- I don't want you to envy me.

Don't hold my marriage to Jim

against me either.

I'm fond of Jim and it seemed hopeless

to wait for Clem.

A woman can't wait forever.

I wanted children and a home.

I couldn't bear to be an old maid.

I can't imagine not waiting forever.

You think that but you don't know.

Miss Delia.

- Miss Delia.

- What is it, Dora?

It's Mr. Spender.

He came in through the back door.

- He's outside. He wants to speak to you.

- But I can't. You go.

He insists. He'll talk to you

if he has to talk at the altar.

May I come in?

I beg your pardon.

- I'm looking for someone I used to know.

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