DAN _sits on the left of the
table, where "East Lynne" is open on the table_.
I'm sick of patience.
DAN (_reading laboriously_): "You old-fashioned child--"
MRS. BRAMSON: What?
DAN: _East Lynne_.
MRS. BRAMSON: Oh....
DAN (_reading_): "'You old-fashioned child!' retorted Mrs. Vane.
'Why did you not put on your diamonds?' 'I-did-put on my diamonds,'
stammered Lady Isabel. 'But I--took them off again.' 'What on earth
for?'" That's the other lady speaking there--
MRS. BRAMSON: Yes, dear....
DAN: "'What on earth for?' ... 'I did not like to be too fine,'
answered Lady Isabel, with a laugh--" (_turning over_) "--and a
blush. 'They glittered so! I feared it might be thought I had put them
on to look fine.'"
MRS. BRAMSON (_absently_): Good, isn't it?
DAN (_flicking ash_): Oh, yes, reelistic.... (_Reading_) "'I
see you mean to set up among that class of people who pree-tend to
dee-spise ornyment,' scornfully ree-marked Mrs. Vane. 'It is the
ree-finement of aff-affectation, Lady Isabel----'"
_An excited knock at the kitchen door.
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