CRAIG’S WIFE
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Craig
- You haven’t had occasion to call that number to-day on this telephone, have you, Mrs. Harold?
Mrs. Harold
- No, sir, I haven’t, Mr. Craig.
Craig
- All right, Mrs. Harold, thanks very much.
- [She starts to go, then stops and turns again.
Mrs. Harold
- I never even thought about it to-day until Mrs. Craig asked me for it when she came in this evening.
- [There is a pause. Craig shifts his eyes to his wife, who raises her arm slowly and touches her hair before the mirror.
Craig
- All right, Mrs. Harold, thank you very much. (Mrs. Harold withdraws, and Craig moves up slowly towards the portières and watches her out of hearing distance. Then he turns and looks at his wife. She stands very still. He moves a step or two slowly towards her) It was you that made that call. (She turns and looks at him, with a touch of defiance) What were you doing, checking up on me?
Mrs. Craig (starting up towards the portières)
- Don’t flatter yourself, Walter.
Craig
- That’s what you were doing, wasn’t it?
Mrs. Craig
- Don’t flatter yourself. The man hasn’t been born yet that I’d bother checking up on.
Craig
- Why didn’t you tell the truth?
