Part 2 (2/2)

AUNT IDA. (_Facing him. Vehemently_) G.o.d bless your soul, William Faraday, down on the wharf in the pouring rain----

FARADAY. What's that?

AUNT IDA. (_Continuing_) Frozen to death by this time.

FARADAY. G.o.d bless my soul!

AUNT IDA. (_Continuing_) For all any one cares.

FARADAY. But I need her. She must be sent for at once.

(_Door opens suddenly_. CELIA, _in dripping oilskins and drenched veil, carrying a soaking wet traveling bag, enters and crosses immediately from_ L.IE. _to_ R.I. _All give start of surprise_.)

OMNES. Celia! Miss Faraday! (_Etc_.)

AUNT IDA. Darling!

MADGE. (_As_ CELIA _gets center. Coming down center_) We did send the motor for you, Celia, only it was too late.

CELIA. (_Pausing at door_) Yes, I know, Madgie, but when I met him, he wouldn't stop. He took me for the fish-monger---- (_Exit quickly_ R.IE.)

FARADAY. Fish-monger! G.o.d bless my soul!

MADGE. (_Idiotically to girls_) She must have walked.

EVELYN _and_ PHYLLIS. Why, yes.

AUNT IDA. Well, she could hardly sleep on the wharf, could she?

GRICE. (_To_ STEELE) What an unfortunate way that poor woman has of doing things that make everyone feel uncomfortable.

STEELE. (_To_ GRICE) Yes, the idea of her walking up here alone in the rain!

EVELYN. (_To girls_) Wherever did she get the clothes?

CELIA. (_Off stage_) Martin, send to the station at once for my hat and coat and return these things to Wilson. He borrowed them from the pilot.

GRICE. Wilson?

EVELYN. (_Patronizingly_) He is the man at the station. _He's_ Celia's slave.

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