CRAIG’S WIFE
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Mrs. Craig (amused)
- Not at all, dear boy; I’m simply suspicious of rich, middle-aged divorcees, who specialize in wayside roses.
- [She leans on her umbrella.
Craig
- Mrs. Frazier isn’t a divorcee.
Mrs. Craig
- Isn’t she?
Craig
- No, her husband was killed in an automobile accident in 1915. She told me so herself. She was in the car with him.
Mrs. Craig
- And how is it she wasn’t killed?
Craig (laughing a little)
- Well now, does everybody have to be killed in automobile accidents?
Mrs. Craig
- No, there’s always the Galveston Flood, for husbands. You’re a very guileless young man, Walter; and I’m sorry your mind doesn’t work just a little bit more rapidly.
Craig
- It works pretty thoroughly, though, when it sees the point.
Mrs. Craig
- But, that’s a very slight advantage, Walter, if the point is made before you see it.
Craig
- Do you know, I’d like to be able to see just what’s going on in your mind to-night.
Mrs. Craig
- Well, if you could, I daresay you’d find something very
