The Passionate Friends Page #3
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(Doorbell rings)
Hello, Mary. Come in.
- Am I late?
- Not a bit.
- The taxi man had trouble finding it.
- It's a bit out of the way.
In there.
- They've changed the name of the street.
- We had to ask a policeman.
What an attractive room!
- Do you like it?
- Mmm.
That's the comfortable chair.
What would you like to drink?
- Whatever you're having.
- Sherry?
Fine.
I didn't think you'd be able to come.
Thought you might be away.
I nearly didn't phone.
I'm glad you did.
Lunch is rather difficult for me
during the week. During term, anyway.
Thank you, Steven.
- Well...
- Lunch is nearly ready. I'll just have a look at it.
- You're cooking the lunch?
- Certainly. I'm a wonderful cook.
- Can't I help?
- Drink your sherry and get comfortable.
You're still a very
unexpected person, Steven.
How do you mean?
Do all university lecturers cook?
Only the biologists.
(Laughs)
Are these all your things?
Yes.
They're well arranged. Did you do it?
Yes.
I never knew you had this photograph of me.
- Oh, that!
- What was so funny, I wonder?
Me, I expect.
- Let me at least carry something.
- No, no. You sit down.
Oh, Steven, it looks wonderful.
Yes, I must say it does look rather good,
doesn't it?
Oh, I've so enjoyed this.
I hope this coffee's going to be all right.
I don't use this thing much.
It looks all right.
Anyway, it smells like coffee.
You still have all your books mixed up, Steven.
Sherlock Holmes got in amongst the Aristotle.
Fancy. There are some books of yours here.
So I've noticed.
- I remember this one.
- Which?
What you're doing with it, I don't know.
You gave it to me for Christmas once.
Black?
Please.
"In the beginning,
God gave to every people a cup of clay..."
"...and from this cup
Some things take years to understand,
don't they?
It's two sugars, isn't it?
Yes, please.
(Toys with piano)
Do you ever play now, Steven?
Very quietly, and for my
own private satisfaction.
"From the music they love,
you shall know the texture of men's souls."
- Remember that, too?
- Of course.
You wrote that to me in a letter once.
I copied it out of a book of Galsworthy's
to impress you.
I knew that.
Did you?
I liked it all the same.
(Starts playing melody)
(Stops playing)
It's silly, the things
we do when we're young.
Yes.
How we talked about all the things
I was going to do in life.
I was to conquer the world.
Do you remember?
What were the things I was never to be?
Grey and grubby...
fat... dull...
...and there was something else.
Respectable.
Yes, that was it.
It's getting dark very early, isn't it?
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