Alice Adams Page #3

You know my mother and father, I think.

Fine, thank you.

Mrs. Palmer, my brother.

Hi.

- Mr. Palmer.

- Hi.

It's wonderfuI, and the mystery is

where you ever learned to do it.

I suppose you think there's no place

to dance besides these frozen-faced joints.

Frozen-faced? Why, everybody's having

a lovely time. Look at them.

They holler loud enough.

You don't call that Palmer family

frozen-faced, I suppose?

Certainly not. They're just dignified.

Besides, I don't like you

to talk that way about them.

They passed you on

like you had something catching.

How fantastic.

Why, Mildred's a great friend of mine.

Poor you.

Hello, Henrietta.

- Hello, Alice.

- How are you?

Henrietta Lamb, isn't her dress divine?

She's too bony.

Hi, Sam.

- What you doin' up here, big boy?

- I brought my sister.

You're kind of getting in

the big time yourself.

Yes, sir.

That's Skinny Sam

and his Hot Shot Stooges.

Yes, you seem to know him quite well.

A great guy.

There's Frank and Ella Dowling.

It's good that his tubby sister comes

or he wouldn't have anyone to dance with.

And vice versa.

- You mustn't forget to dance with her.

- Me?

And Henrietta Lamb and Mildred, of course.

I'm as liable to dance with those sticks

as I'm to buy a bucket of tacks and eat 'em.

What a bunch.

As soon as I'm rid of you,

I'll go to the room...

...where I left my hat and coat

and smoke myself to death.

You mustn't get rid of me too soon, Walter.

Why, you naughty old Walter.

Aren't you ashamed

to be a wonderfuI dancer...

...and then only dance with little me?

You could go on the stage if you wanted to.

Wouldn't it be wonderfuI to have everyone

clapping their hands and shouting?

- Hurrah for Walter Adams.

- Calm down.

You know you'd like it.

Just think, everybody shouting, "Hurrah! "

The joint'll be pulled if you holler

any louder, besides I'm no goat.

- Goat? What on earth...

- I can't eat dead violets.

I've done my duty.

Flag one of these long-tailed birds

to take you on for this dance.

Pardon me, Alice.

Organdy, perhaps we're wrong.

How do you do, Ella?

- I'm fine. How are you?

- Thank you.

- Isn't this a lovely party?

- It certainly is.

But then the Palmers always give...

It's all right.

You can go now, but come back later.

- Can I have this dance, Alice?

- Why, you nice Frank Dowling, how lovely.

Gee, that was great.

Yes. Let's sit out the rest of this,

shall we?

All right.

Don't look now but Mother's trying

to get me to dance with Ella...

...and I'm not going to.

Let's go into the hall.

She wants me to ask Henrietta

and Mildred, too...

...but I'd much rather dance with you.

You're not stuck-up

like those other girls are.

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