An American Tragedy Page #2

Well, we couldn't have a relative of

ours working in the shrinking room....

like a common laborer.

Goodnight, Dad.

Goodnight, Mother.

Goodnight, Myra.

Sorry I can't be with you tonight.

Well, Clyde...

I hope you like the collar business

by now.

Yes, sir. Very much.

Sit down, won't you?

Tell me something about

your father and mother.

Where are they living?

My parents live in Denver now.

What are your parents doing?

Well, they...

they run a kind of a mission.

Yes, I forgot to tell you.

They run a kind of a mission.

I see.

Let's go over to my house, shall we?

That's going to be a good show tonight.

Which one?

Oh, you know...

Good evening, Miss Alden!

- Good evening, Mr. Griffiths!

Out for a walk?

- This is Mr. Clyde Griffiths!

This is Grace Morrow.

- How do you do, Mr. Griffiths?

How do you do, Miss Morrow?

- I guess we better be going!

Don't look back!

Miss Alden, it is you, isn't it?

Yes it is, Mr. Griffiths!

- Just out for a walk?

Yes.

Do get in.

Will it be safe?

- Sure!

I've never been in a canoe!

Don't you love the water?

- I do!

But I'm afraid of it too.

Why?

- I can't swim!

Can't you? That's too bad.

I've been swimming quite a lot out here.

I'm getting to be quite expert!

Maybe I oughtn't be seen with you!

- Maybe you ought!

I've been thinking of you all day.

I was wishing I might meet you somewhere

this morning and bring you out here.

Mr. Griffiths, you don't mean that.

I don't think I ever saw

you look so pretty.

Mr. Griffiths, you mustn't

begin that way.

You're a dreadful flatterer!

Besides, I'm afraid I'll have to go.

We might be seen.

Don't go.

I've been trying to get a word with

you ever since you came to the factory.

There's a rule there that says the head

of a department...

can't have anything to do with

a girl that works for him.

Outside, I mean.

- Yes, I know.

But I want you to see me just the same.

Will you?

You know Roberta, this is the happiest

day I ever had in my life!

How about you?

- Me too.

Somebody will see us!

Nobody will see us!

Besides I can't help it!

There's something about a day like this

that makes me want to love somebody!

Any girl would do, I suppose?

Sure!

If she were half as sweet as you are!

Then I might as well start home.

I was just kidding.

I liked you from the start.

It just came over me today

how crazy I am about you.

How will you feel tomorrow?

Crazier still!

You like me, don't you?

Yeah, but what's the good?

What do you mean "what's the good"?

- I'm only a factory hand.

You're Mr. Griffiths nephew.

You get invited to their house and meet

lovely girls with money and education.

There isn't one of them

as nice as you are, Roberta.

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