Y. Josephine A. Meyer
HARRIET, her overtone. Agnes McCarthy
MAGGIE. Noel Haddon
MARGARET, her overtone. Grace Griswold

The scene was designed by Lee Simonson and the costumes and draperies by
Bertha Holley.

"Overtones" was subsequently presented in vaudeville by Martin Beck,
beginning at the Palace Theatre, Chicago, February 28, 1916, with Helena
Lackaye as star, with the following cast:

HARRIET, a cultured woman Helene Lackaye
HETTY, her primitive self. Ursula Faucett
MARGARET, a cultured woman Francesca Rotoli
MAGGIE, her primitive self. Nellie Dent

The scene was designed by Jerome Blum.

CHARACTERS

HARRIET, a cultured woman
HETTY, her primitive self
MARGARET, a cultured woman
MAGGIE, her primitive self

TIME: The present.

SCENE: HARRIET'S fashionable living-room. The door at the back leads
to the hall. In the centre a tea table with a chair either side. At the
back a cabinet.

HARRIET'S gown is a light, "jealous" green. Her counterpart, HETTY,
wears a gown of the same design but in a darker shade. MARGARET wears a
gown of lavender chiffon while her counterpart, MAGGIE, wears a gown of
the same design in purple, a purple scarf veiling her face. Chiffon is
used to give a sheer effect, suggesting a possibility of primitive
and cultured selves merging into one woman. The primitive and cultured
selves never come into actual physical contact but try to sustain the
impression of mental conflict. HARRIET never sees HETTY, never talks to
her but rather thinks aloud looking into space. HETTY, however, looks at
HARRIET, talks intently and shadows her continually. The same is true of
MARGARET and MAGGIE. The voices of the cultured women are affected
and lingering, the voices of the primitive impulsive and more or less
staccato. When the curtain rises HARRIET is seated right of tea table,
busying herself with the tea things.

HETTY. Harriet. [There is no answer.] Harriet, my other self. [There is
no answer.] My trained self.

HARRIET [listens intently]. Yes? [From behind HARRIET'S chair HETTY
rises slowly.]

HETTY. I want to talk to you.

HARRIET. Well?

HETTY [looking at HARRIET admiringly]. Oh, Harriet, you are beautiful
to-day.

HARRIET. Am I presentable, Hetty?

HETTY. Suits me.

HARRIET. I've tried to make the best of the good points.

HETTY. My passions are deeper than yours. I can't ke