No Man of Her Own Page #6

Soft breeze hardly rustling

the pine leaves.

You'd be bored to death.

It sounds terrible.

(PHONE RINGING)

WILLIE:
That's the telephone.

I guess that's Charlie now.

Quite a crowd goes

up to the lake, I suppose?

Yes, it's a nice little crowd,

they all go up together.

Oh, yeah?

You're right, Emma,

just a minute.

It's for you, Mr. Stewart.

Long distance.

Excuse me.

Certainly.

Pardon me.

Oh, right over there.

Thank you.

Connie.

If you must go to the lake, for

heaven's sake, don't ask Mr. Stewart.

Those hoodlums, drinking and card-playing,

he'll get the wrong impression of you.

Well, I didn't ask him,

Mother.

Oh, no, you didn't ask.

"Quiet lake, pale moon.

Pine trees.

"Soft breezes."

It's acute, you mug.

Very acute. Get me?

I have some unfinished business

that simply must be attended to.

Yeah, but listen.

Kay's gone on that

Caribbean trip with Morton.

Yeah. They left yesterday.

Yeah. So there can't be

any action now for two months.

Say, hurry back, will you?

There's something hot.

That's swell, Charlie, swell.

But there's a frail chance

of my getting back just yet.

Very frail.

Yeah.

I suppose half of Glendale goes

up to Lake Inspiration, hmm?

I wouldn't wonder.

But if you ask me, I...

No sense in trekking way up there

when the floor is no good to dance on.

I could never dance on it.

Why, you can pass away the

holiday right here in Glendale.

Yeah, you can pass away

any day in Glendale.

Now, then,

let me get this straight.

When I come to the three roads, I take

the middle one and then I'm okay, huh?

Then you go on to the left

fork. Then you turn to the right

and follow the stream

until you come to Glen Cove.

Then you're right there.

To the lake?

No, to the foot

of the mountain.

I suppose that's only about

eight miles from the lake.

No, it's only four miles.

All right. Thank you.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Yes, Charlie.

No, I didn't walk out. I just

didn't feel like dancing. I'm tired.

Well, the fun will just have to

go on without me. See you tomorrow.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

CONNIE:
Who is it?

Is this Miss Randall's cabin?

Yes.

Can I come in?

Well, just a minute.

Just a minute.

Now you can come in.

What on earth are you

doing way up here?

You invited me up, didn't you?

Yes, but I didn't think

you'd accept.

I never disappoint a lady.

Oh, how thoughtful of you.

Well, here I am.

Great idea, these cabins.

Yeah, I think I will stay

for the weekend. Thanks.

You wouldn't ruin a lady's

reputation, would you?

No, no, no.

No neighbors, have you?

Pajamas.

Lounging pajamas.

I'm glad you told me.

Well, it was

nice of you to call,

but I've got to get back to

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