Close on the sign above the shop: Lovett’s Drapery.
DENISE passing, full of purpose.
What are you doing, Uncle?
Having your name above a shop --
it’s no small thing.
You’ve only just noticed?
She passes on and into the store.
You’ve forgotten, haven’t you.
Clearly I have or I would know what
you are talking about.
Five years. This week. Five years
since that sign went up -- since
Drapery and became The Paradise.
FLORA in the maze, running, enjoying herself.
Before she can squeal, he puts his finger to his lips: be
like this for some while, growing baffled, growing
Flora? Flora, darling, where are
She considers it for a moment.
she sits in Moray’s chair. It feels good.
caught ... by MORAY. He sees her there like this. It throws
him, disturbs him.
DENISE laughs and -
You caught me. I’m sorry, darling.
I couldn’t resist. I have always
wondered what it must feel like to
It’s a game. Whatever Katherine
says, we don’t speak to her.
Heavens! What a trick. I might have
been searching for you the whole
TOM flicks a look to FLORA: The game is on: they ignore
Tom, darling, did you hear me?
But TOM has ears and eyes only for FLORA.
Flora, shall we go and play in the
FLORA dare not even look at KATHERINE.
Tom! Flora. What are you doing? I
am talking to you -
Flora, sweetheart, will you chase
They are going. It’s too much for KATHERINE.
Do I not exist today? What is going
on? Speak to me! Tom, you have been
like this for days. Like a ghost
staring at me but saying nothing.
What is the matter?
LUCILLE BALLENTINE is in her thirties: jolly, sparkling,
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