The Campanile . ing to edge of couch, feet doing tlic double shuffle, handsgrabbing leather) : Only two minutes more. {Mama Sidney gathers her skirts and prepares for hurried exit. The BoyLover becomes glassy-eyed, his orbs bulge, his breath comes hard, his tonguehangs out, his brozc drips.) The Boy Lover: Oh, honey, baby darling, you can never know how much— (Time elapses. The Boy Lover becomes more disturbed, his eyes pop, szueafstreams down his high forehead, his mouth dries, and choking sobs issue pite-ously. Suddenly he flies toward Mama Sidney, hurling the Ingersoll to the mak


The Campanile . ing to edge of couch, feet doing tlic double shuffle, handsgrabbing leather) : Only two minutes more. {Mama Sidney gathers her skirts and prepares for hurried exit. The BoyLover becomes glassy-eyed, his orbs bulge, his breath comes hard, his tonguehangs out, his brozc drips.) The Boy Lover: Oh, honey, baby darling, you can never know how much— (Time elapses. The Boy Lover becomes more disturbed, his eyes pop, szueafstreams down his high forehead, his mouth dries, and choking sobs issue pite-ously. Suddenly he flies toward Mama Sidney, hurling the Ingersoll to the makes a neat getaway and the Box Lover tackles the empty corner of thedavenport, arms outstretched, eyes closed, and mouth puckered.) ^lama Sidney: Oh Dub, youre so fiery! The Boy Lover: Honey, you done me wrong; youve tricked me. Come toyour papa and give him his reward. I waited fifteen minutes, and you left , baby, if you only knew— {The Boy Lover bursts into tears as tlic curtain falls.) ...a\% ;..iww-.


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