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Yes, sir.
You want the rest of those numbers, Mr. Dickson?
Numbers? No, never mind.
Good morning, Helen.
Good morning.
Say, I know what's the matter with you. Matt!
Oh!
Oh, no! It's not for you. You're only going to get married. Mrs. Dickson and I are going to go on the honeymoon.
Well, look who's here! Hello, dear.
Hello, darling.
If this isn't a redletter day for Tom Dickson! First I trample on the Board of Directors, then I promote Matt here to assistant cashier, and now to complete the day I have a visit from my sweet and lovely and gorgeous wife. What a man, what a man!
It's amazing that your sweet, lovely, gorgeous wife can ever get to see you.
Oooh! That has the earmarks!
What's the matter dear? What have I done now?
Nothing. Tom, I thought you were going out with me tonight.
Oh, I did have a date with you tonight, didn't I?
Yes.
I'm terribly sorry. I'd forgotten all about you. I'm so sorry, dear.
Now Tom, you simply cannot go to Philadelphia tonight. That's all there is to it.
But I have to go, dear. It's a very important banker's meeting.
I don't care whether it's important or not. You said you were going out with me, and if you hadn't promised so faithfully, I wouldn't have gone and planned the whole thing.
Listen, it isn't so terribly important. We can go to the theatre any time.
The theatre?
That's what it was you planned, wasn't it?
Yes, of course.
You can take some of the girls. You can take Mildred or Gwynn
The girls! I don't suppose it ever occurred to you that I might go out and find myself an attractive young man . . .
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Ho, ho, ho, yourself! I wouldn't laugh if I were you. You may not suspect it, but I'm still attractive to some.
Listen, don't go around being attractive to anyone but me . . .
Well . . .
Don't you forget that I'm still the head man around here too. Now we'll get the tickets changed for tomorrow night. You and I are going out together. How's that?
Tomorrow night?
All right. I'll postpone the whole thing until tomorrow night.
Happy now?
No.
Listen, dear. I want to ask you something. I know it's a silly thing for me to ask you, but . . . I want you to tell me the truth. Where were you last night?
Last night? Er why uh, last night . . .
Listen, dear. Now tell me the truth about this. Were you in Cluett's apartment?
In Cluett's apartment? Well dear, you see, I . . . I . . .
Good morning, Mr. Dickson.
John, how's your wife this morning?
Much better this morning, thank you.
Got a handkerchief?
Excuse me
Wait a minute. How do you feel this morning?
I'm feeling fine this morning.
That makes it unanimous. I feel all right too.
Thank you!
Shall we let the people come in?
Of course, let them in! You're late now.
Good morning, Mr. Dickson. My wife is much better this morning.
Well, that's too bad. Mine's all right too.
Are the payrolls ready for tomorrow?
Yes, sir.
Let me see your cash book, will you?
Now?
Yes, now.
The butler said I could stay. I told him it was important.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I thought I'd like to have a little talk with you.
I'm listening.
It's funny now that I'm here, I don't know just how to go about it. You see, I kind of expected to find you here alone.
Anything you have to say to me, you can say in the morning.
Oh no, Mr. Cluett, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not wait. It's about you and Mrs. Dickson.
I'm not interested in what you think.
You've no right to do this to her, Mr. Cluett. Why don't you think it over? It's only gonna get you into a lot of trouble.
I tell you, I'm not interested in your opinion.
No? Then maybe you'll understand, Mrs. Dickson. Oh, gee, he's crazy about you. Nobody knows it better than you. If he ever finds out, it'll kill him.
Phyllis, you don't have to explain anything. You'd do well to mind your own business.
This is my business. Mr. Dickson's been like a father to me. What has he ever done to you to deserve a deal like this?
That will be just about enough! Now get out of here!
I guess I have said enough I'm just wasting my breath talking to you.
This won't do. Not during business hours . . .
Why, I needed a
What is the matter with you? You're trembling?
Am I? Why, I I don't know any reason why I should be, unless of course it's you . . .
Me?
Being alone with you has always done this to me. You know that.
For a celebrated bounder, that is an awful admission. Besides, I never knew that any female could do this to you .
Well, you can. You always could.
Liar! You're just suffering from lack of sleep.
Here, here, here, now! Don't you go back to work on me, too. I'm getting tired of this. Besides, it's beginning to affect your looks
What is?
running around. Not your work. You'd better start reforming, Cyril!
If I thought you were the slightest bit interested, I would.
Not bad, not bad at all. Do you know something? I've always been curious about your line.
Line?
Whatever it is that makes you such a riot with women.
Come on Cyril, try a little bit of it out on me. I haven't had any firstclass blarney thrown at me since the day I was married.
But you see, it isn't blarney where you're concerned.
Now let me see, what comes next? Oh yes, I know what are you doing tonight, Phyllis?
Doesn't that come next?
Yes, yes, it does. What are you doing tonight, Phyllis?
See, we're getting along famously!
Oh! Oh, no! I think I've done enough experimenting for one day. Congratulations, Cyril. You've convinced me that you're a philanderer of the very first order. I shall recommend you highly.
Please, please don't laugh at me, Phyllis. I must see you tonight!
But I'm giving a party for him a real, oldfashioned surprise party. Caps, bells, whistles, and everything. I'm really terribly excited about it. I've been planning it for months.
Well
Well, what?

Yes, sir.

You want the rest of those numbers, Mr. Dickson?

Numbers? No, never mind.

Good morning, Helen.

Good morning.

Say, I know what's the matter with you. Matt!

Oh!

Oh, no! It's not for you. You're only going to get married. Mrs. Dickson and I are going to go on the honeymoon.

Well, look who's here! Hello, dear.

Hello, darling.

If this isn't a redletter day for Tom Dickson! First I trample on the Board of Directors, then I promote Matt here to assistant cashier, and now to complete the day I have a visit from my sweet and lovely and gorgeous wife. What a man, what a man!

It's amazing that your sweet, lovely, gorgeous wife can ever get to see you.

Oooh! That has the earmarks!

What's the matter dear? What have I done now?

Nothing. Tom, I thought you were going out with me tonight.

Oh, I did have a date with you tonight, didn't I?

Yes.

I'm terribly sorry. I'd forgotten all about you. I'm so sorry, dear.

Now Tom, you simply cannot go to Philadelphia tonight. That's all there is to it.

But I have to go, dear. It's a very important banker's meeting.

I don't care whether it's important or not. You said you were going out with me, and if you hadn't promised so faithfully, I wouldn't have gone and planned the whole thing.

Listen, it isn't so terribly important. We can go to the theatre any time.

The theatre?

That's what it was you planned, wasn't it?

Yes, of course.

You can take some of the girls. You can take Mildred or Gwynn

The girls! I don't suppose it ever occurred to you that I might go out and find myself an attractive young man . . .

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ho, ho, ho, yourself! I wouldn't laugh if I were you. You may not suspect it, but I'm still attractive to some.

Listen, don't go around being attractive to anyone but me . . .

Well . . .

Don't you forget that I'm still the head man around here too. Now we'll get the tickets changed for tomorrow night. You and I are going out together. How's that?

Tomorrow night?

All right. I'll postpone the whole thing until tomorrow night.

Happy now?

No.

Listen, dear. I want to ask you something. I know it's a silly thing for me to ask you, but . . . I want you to tell me the truth. Where were you last night?

Last night? Er why uh, last night . . .

Listen, dear. Now tell me the truth about this. Were you in Cluett's apartment?

In Cluett's apartment? Well dear, you see, I . . . I . . .

Good morning, Mr. Dickson.

John, how's your wife this morning?

Much better this morning, thank you.

Got a handkerchief?

Excuse me

Wait a minute. How do you feel this morning?

I'm feeling fine this morning.

That makes it unanimous. I feel all right too.

Thank you!

Shall we let the people come in?

Of course, let them in! You're late now.

Good morning, Mr. Dickson. My wife is much better this morning.

Well, that's too bad. Mine's all right too.

Are the payrolls ready for tomorrow?

Yes, sir.

Let me see your cash book, will you?

Now?

Yes, now.

The butler said I could stay. I told him it was important.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I thought I'd like to have a little talk with you.

I'm listening.

It's funny now that I'm here, I don't know just how to go about it. You see, I kind of expected to find you here alone.

Anything you have to say to me, you can say in the morning.

Oh no, Mr. Cluett, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not wait. It's about you and Mrs. Dickson.

I'm not interested in what you think.

You've no right to do this to her, Mr. Cluett. Why don't you think it over? It's only gonna get you into a lot of trouble.

I tell you, I'm not interested in your opinion.

No? Then maybe you'll understand, Mrs. Dickson. Oh, gee, he's crazy about you. Nobody knows it better than you. If he ever finds out, it'll kill him.

Phyllis, you don't have to explain anything. You'd do well to mind your own business.

This is my business. Mr. Dickson's been like a father to me. What has he ever done to you to deserve a deal like this?

That will be just about enough! Now get out of here!

I guess I have said enough I'm just wasting my breath talking to you.

This won't do. Not during business hours . . .

Why, I needed a

What is the matter with you? You're trembling?

Am I? Why, I I don't know any reason why I should be, unless of course it's you . . .

Me?

Being alone with you has always done this to me. You know that.

For a celebrated bounder, that is an awful admission. Besides, I never knew that any female could do this to you .

Well, you can. You always could.

Liar! You're just suffering from lack of sleep.

Here, here, here, now! Don't you go back to work on me, too. I'm getting tired of this. Besides, it's beginning to affect your looks

What is?

running around. Not your work. You'd better start reforming, Cyril!

If I thought you were the slightest bit interested, I would.

Not bad, not bad at all. Do you know something? I've always been curious about your line.

Line?

Whatever it is that makes you such a riot with women.

Come on Cyril, try a little bit of it out on me. I haven't had any firstclass blarney thrown at me since the day I was married.

But you see, it isn't blarney where you're concerned.

Now let me see, what comes next? Oh yes, I know what are you doing tonight, Phyllis?

Doesn't that come next?

Yes, yes, it does. What are you doing tonight, Phyllis?

See, we're getting along famously!

Oh! Oh, no! I think I've done enough experimenting for one day. Congratulations, Cyril. You've convinced me that you're a philanderer of the very first order. I shall recommend you highly.

Please, please don't laugh at me, Phyllis. I must see you tonight!

But I'm giving a party for him a real, oldfashioned surprise party. Caps, bells, whistles, and everything. I'm really terribly excited about it. I've been planning it for months.

Well

Well, what?