t. If I dared risk it, I'm sure I could make a
fortune! Not in words! I know what I'm talking about, Sam. Louise would
have everything she wanted--and the way she'd live then! She could drop
the social chip off her shoulders, go anywhere, and receive everybody.
[_Standing beside the table, he eats a little cake._
COAST. Well?
STEVEN. Do you advise me to risk it?
COAST. [_Pretending indifference._] What?
STEVEN. Louise's money?
COAST. I ain't advising anything. If it went wrong, you'd blame me to
the women.
STEVEN. Is that the kind of a man I am?
COAST. [_Rises and goes to Steven and slaps him on the back._] No,
Steve, I take it back. You take a licking better'n any feller I ever
saw.
STEVEN. Experience! But this thing can't go wrong! The man who told me
is the head and--I told Georgiana--didn't she give you a hint?
COAST. [_After a slight pause._] No.
[_Turns up to the window and stands there with his back to Steven._
STEVEN. My tip's a great one--safe! Now, shall I take it?
COAST. Of course, when I feel as you do about a thing, I do it.
STEVEN. And by George, I will too!
COAST. Why not?
[_Turning and facing him._
STEVEN. Yes! what I make's for Louise, not for myself.
COAST. I wouldn't say anything to Louise about it.
[_Comes down a little._
STEVEN. No, she'd be sure to talk it over with Georgiana.
[_He sits by the table._
COAST. And, say, not a word, you know, about me in all this.
STEVEN. I give you my word, Sam.
COAST. Why not let the old lady in, too, Aunt Laura, if it's such a good
thing?
[_He gives a side look at_ STEVEN.
STEVEN. Didn't they tell you?
COAST. What?
STEVEN. I put mother into East Mexicos!
COAST. Gee!
[_Whistles, crosses to the sofa Right, and sits on_ GEORGIANA'S _furs;
jumps up quickly, moves the furs, and then sits again._
STEVEN. That was an extraordinary thing. No one knows how it happened,
but she lost every cent.
COAST. But--
STEVEN. Dear old Georgiana pays the interest for me, and the old lady
doesn't know.
COAST. Georgiana's a damn fine girl.
STEVEN. She is! I'll pay her back out of this coup, too, another good
thing.
COAST. Fine!
STEVEN. I believe I'll go back down town now.
[_Both rise and go Left as_ MOLES _comes in._
COAST. All right. Come on, we'll go together.
STEVEN. Good!
MOLES. Please, sir, may I speak to you a minute, Mr. Carley?
COAST. I'll wait downstairs, Steve.
[_He goes out
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