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you? Oh, but, Mr. Hamilton, I couldn't dream of taking you out at this hour. It's so late.
[Moves up l. of sofa.
Hamilton.
[Coming down to her.] That's why I can't let you go alone. [Feels her thin cloak.] But I'm afraid you'll be chilly in the night air. [Putting his hat on and taking a second cloak from chair r. of bookcase c. at back.] Here, put this around you.
[Puts it around her.
Mrs. Reynolds.
[Cuddling into it, they bump slightly and both laugh.] Is it one of yours?
Hamilton.
Yes. [Laughing.] And very big for you.
[Stands l. of her.
Mrs. Reynolds.
It's very cozy.
Hamilton.
Now.
Mrs. Reynolds.
[Brightly.] May take your arm?
[Takes his right arm with her left.
Hamilton.
Why, you're feeling much better.
Mrs. Reynolds.
Oh, yes!
Hamilton.
I think you had better have another glass of wine?
[Laughing.
