Casanova Brown Page #4
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- Well, of course, Cas.
Trouble is, I don't know.
I just can't be sure.
Yes, yes.
I mean, why Chicago?
I don't know. Why?
- Lf it had been New York...
- Yes?
But Chicago.
If you don't mind my saying so, Cas.
I don't seem to have anything
to keep my mouth shut on.
Well, look,
last year I wrote a book about that
scandalous ancestor of mine
called Casanova in Spain.
to prove to the world
that I had something to look forward to
beside a schoolteacher's future.
Well, Cas, don't you think that we can skip
the high-minded aspects of this situation
and get strictly down to the nubbin?
Well, so I...
I took the manuscript to New York.
And while I was there I met a girl.
Well, now we're getting somewhere.
- Isabel.
- Isabel, eh?
What was she like?
Well, have you ever seen the sun
come up at dawn?
I have. It nauseated me.
I liked the way she walked,
the way she held her head
and her eyes...
Her eyes were like burned,
charred embers in a field of snow.
Big face, eh?
Little girl, almost childlike. We met...
Well, what was the score at this point?
Well, I took her back
to school one night in a taxi.
Thunderation, is this a schoolgirl?
No, college. Barnard.
She didn't want to get out,
so we drove on into the country.
- Yeah?
- On and on.
Then almost before we realized it...
And so, by the authority vested in me
by the laws of the state,
I pronounce you, Casanova,
and you, Isabel, man and wife.
Kiss the bride.
No, kiss her good.
How did you meet him?
Who introduced you?
Nobody. We just met at the library.
We asked for the same book
at the same time
- and then we got to talking.
- Talking.
- What does he do?
- He's an author, Dad.
Like Mr. Louis Bromfield?
Oh, well, not exactly.
See, they didn't accept Cas's book.
Oh, but it's wonderful, Mother.
All about his ancestor, Casanova.
Casanova?
Is this an Italian fellow?
A historical character, Father.
Rather fast.
But, Mother, he's nothing like that,
believe me.
Oh, he's kind and he's gentle.
What good is all this?
Just meeting him and talking to him
will tell you everything.
Why I fell in love with him.
Why I married him.
- Wait, just a minute, I'll get him.
- No.
Not yet.
At moments like this
when the way is not clear,
let us not forget that there is one place
where we can always find the answer.
In the stars.
Oh, Mother!
You're not going to drag
that stuff in again.
Oh, Dad.
Now, now, now, dear. Mother knows best.
And the stars know better still.
- Mr. Brown?
- Yes?
Would you be good enough
to tell me your birthday?
- Why, April the 8th, 1907.
- Thank you, sir.
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