
A Letter to Three Wives
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- 1949
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To begin with,
all the incidents and characters in this story
might be fictitious
and any resemblance to you or me
might be purely coincidental.
The name of the town isn't important.
It's the one that's just
28 minutes from the big city...
Twenty-three if you catch
the Morning Express.
Its on a river, and it's got houses
and stores and churches
and a Main Street.
Nothing fancy like Broadway or Market.
Just plain Main.
Drugs, dry goods, shoes,
those horrible little chain stores
that breed like rabbits.
Also a street for the upper,
the exclusive of the town,
where the country-club set live
when they're not at the country club.
This is the first Saturday in May
and tonight the first dinner dance
of the country-club season.
Well, anyway, this house belongs to
Brad and Deborah Bishop,
two of my dearest friends.
Brad bought this house
before he went to war.
It was Brad who gave me
And my first kiss.
Well, when he came home from the war,
he came home with a wife, Deborah.
Thomasino said to tell you
he found room for your briefcase in the bag.
Good for Thomasino.
Why'd you have him pack a bag?
Because I know these
Saturday conferences.
A bit like Saturday poker games,
don't plan on doing anything Sunday.
Its strange, your not letting me know
when you plan to be away overnight.
This is just in case, darling.
There's no telling how late it'll be.
And I like my own pajamas between me
and the sheets in a Turkish bath.
You'll phone this afternoon,
though, either way, won't you?
And leave word, even if Im not here?
when I call if not here?
First Saturday in May, remember?
The Settlement House Picnic.
That's right. The Women's Club thing.
Like it?
Anything to do with kids.
You know that.
What are you wearing tonight?
Ive got the one
you liked so much in Vogue.
- But if you're staying in town...
- What color?
Black, like you said.
Brad, I don't want to go without you.
Darling, it's the first
dinner dance of the season.
- If I only knew you were gonna be there.
- I will be if I can,
and if I can't, why should
that throw you into a panic?
What are you afraid of,
anyway, Deborah?
- Good morning, Thomasino.
- Morning, Mr. Bishop.
Im not in a panic.
Well, then?
Its just that suddenly the thought of going
to that dance tonight without you...
- Brad?
- Hmm?
Addie Ross, she used to be
sort of your ideal, wasn't she?
Now how did Addie
get into this conversation?
I never knew you read Vogue.
much about it.
What's Vogue got to do with it?
I told you I picked it up on the train
coming home one night.
- Some woman had left it behind.
- Some woman.
Yes, some woman.
I thumbed through it and saw a dress
I thought would look smart on you.
What's wrong with that?
Nothing, I guess. Nothing at all.
- I should hope not.
- Well, Ive gotta pick up Rita.
- You'll phone about tonight, won't you?
- I told you I would.
It just so happens that the dress I bought,
that you picked out of Vogue that some
woman happened to leave on the train,
is exactly the dress that Addie Ross
wore to the concert two weeks ago!
Hot toast, Mr. Bishop.
She won't stay
mad at him long. She's too much in love.
Pretty soon,
she'll be full of self-reproach.
Women are so silly.
Now, this is that street where people
on the way up and on the way down
live alongside each other for awhile.
Rita and George Phipps
are on their way up,
that is, if Rita has her way.
And that's the only way
she'll have any part of, thank you.
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