e in the world.
WARREN. Your cigars were just what I wanted.
KITTY. Why aren't you smoking one?
WARREN. I did. Just one.
KITTY. Just one?
WARREN (_hastily_). I mean--I only smoke one cigar in the afternoon,
you know. But where is your hat?
KITTY. I'm going to have it fixed over a little, Warren. Just enough
to suit my own individuality, you know.
WARREN. Jack Dawson gave his wife a cook stove.
KITTY. Speaking of impossible presents, I just got the most horrible
pin-cushion cover from Rannie Stewart. I threw it in the waste basket.
WARREN. That's what comes of promiscuous giving. I told you how it
would be. First I decided not to buy anything at all, but I couldn't
resist that hat. Your tickets to the masquerade dinner and ball are
the rest of the present.
KITTY. But I told Lolly we'd take tickets from her.
WARREN. I know. I haven't bought the tickets yet. I meant the money
for them was the rest of your present. That and the hat. All my
presents are beautiful practical things that every one wants.
KITTY. Yes, that's so. You have wonderful taste.
WARREN. I didn't even give Eddie anything.
KITTY. It doesn't matter. Oh, Warren. (_Sits on arm of his chair._)
I'm so glad we're going to have tonight all to ourselves. Aunt Minerva
would have spoiled everything.
WARREN. Is she so very awful?
KITTY. Not awful; just good. Real downright good. And so intellectual.
I'm sure she'd never approve of a Christmas masquerade.
(_Ring at the bell at R._)
KITTY. See who it is.
WARREN _admits_ MAGINNIS GOOGIN _from R._
GOOGIN. Merry Christmas, sor.
WARREN. The same to you, Googin.
GOOGIN. I jest drapped in to see if you naded any more heat or
anything like that. My, my, but I've been working hard the day. Sure,
to be the janitor of an apartment house is no cinch at all, at all.
And paple are not as liberal as they used to be, aven at Christmas
time.
WARREN. Have a cigar.
GOOGIN. Thank ye, sor. (_Smokes one._)
KITTY. Warren, you'd better try on your costume. I might have to
change something, you know.
WARREN. But I--
KITTY. Please. We haven't got much time. It's after four.
WARREN (_crosses to left_). All right. (_Exits L._)
KITTY. Now, Mr. Googin, I want you to go down stairs and tell your
wife to come up. I have a nice little present for her.
GOOGIN (_brightening_). Have ye, now? A prisint for Honoria? Sure,
it's a kind and thoughtful lady ye are.
KITTY. She's at home,
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