The Snake Pit Page #3

We planned to spend the whole afternoon

together and go to the concert.

I forgot to tell you.

You know the guy from overseas...

who said he'd get me

into the Alden Hotels in New York?

I got a letter from him the other day,

and it's all set if I want it.

Pay isn't much to start with, but

it's more than I'm getting here, so l...

Robert, I can't go to the concert.

Something's come up, something important.

- I'm sorry. I was trying to

tell you all afternoon.

- Virginia, what is it?

- What's it all about?

- It's no use, Robert. I'm sorry.

- I've got to leave right away.

I can't explain it.

- Virginia, wait a minute.

Let me go.

Let me go. Please!

- Let me go!

- That was the last

time I saw her in Chicago.

She didn't come back,

and I couldn't find her.

I came to New York

and took my newjob.

For six months,

I hadn't heard a word from her.

Then the Boston Philharmonic

was in New York.

Somehow, it had become a habit with me,

looking for her everywhere.

Maybe I was just hoping.

- Virginia.

- Hello.

I knew I'd see you again.

It wasn't a coincidence,

Doctor.

I'm sure it was something

we both wanted.

You mean to tell me

you've been in New York six months?

Where have you been?

What have you been hiding for?

Oh, I thought, I guess, that it'd

be all right if we just happened to meet...

on the street, on the subway,

in a restaurant.

- Tonight it wasn't an accident.

- Why didn't you call?

I told you where I was gonna work.

Why'd you run away from me in Chicago?

Why didn't you come back? Oh, I know.

You've got a deep, dark secret.

You killed somebody,

and the police are after you.

I don't care. I found you,

and I'm not gonna lose you again.

Tell me. What have

you been doing all these months?

Working 18 hours a day

and being lonely 24.

I'm selling toys at Braddock's on the

sixth floor, and I've been working on a novel.

It's almost done. Oh, you don't know

how good it is to see you again.

From then on,

we were happy, like any two people in love.

When I talked about getting married,

she wouldn't be pinned down.

I didn't wanna press her.

Battleship sailors

pose for a picture with the royal family.

The king, queen and two princesses

returning from South Africa.

Thank you.

- R.C.?

- Robert Cunningham,

and don't ever ask me for a match again.

Thank you, darling.

- You know something?

- What?

I love you very much.

- What's the matter, honey? Are you sick?

- I don't know. Probably.

It was so hot in the movie.

I'll be all right.

- Robert, do you really love me?

- You still don't know?

I do, but...

but you don't wanna marry me, do you?

I don't know

how many times I'd asked her to marry me...

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