HE SON BUNDI MAI 20, 1912.
AY
AT
THE LITTLE THEATRE
Max Who was she?
to find
Max Was that how it ended?
Anatol-It doesn't matter. I held her
Anatolo, how it began
thing to in my arms once. That's all there is to her
Max Ah! (A fifth label.) How hard
Max (as he put the packet aside¬
les to grow a flower, but it's so easy to pick A Curious Play in Seven Scenes That
Stand down, Matilda. She does up small it." What does that mean?
ponsible anyhow.
Anatol-Some other fellow grew the
Anatolone lock of hair.
lells of a Young Mans
flower, I came along and picked it.
Max No letters
Max-Oh! (A sixth label) "She always
Anatol-Letters from Matilda! That
der
Affairs of the Heart
carried her curling tongs.
uite be- would have inder fingers. Don't you
Anatol-Do you know, she always did.
pendent sometimes wish women weren't taught
to write? Exit Matilda.
Then it didn't matter what happened. I who looked for all the world like him. himself alone. He won't badger and bully
Max reads another label¬
glish?
tell you, she was damn pretty. There's a Such is the occasional blow that the pride me, the dear
Max Women are alike in one thing, bit of her veil left, isn't there?
of
Anatolyou and he have been carrying
of Anatot has to parry. An Episode is, under my nove for how long: Tonight
It feels like that. (A seventh label.
warmth they turn impudent if you catch them
however, very entertaining, with fun indeed
out in a lie.
"How did I lose you? How did you lose
of a somewhat more pronounced char¬
her¬
Anatol-They de
Mimi Don't believe it if you don
after than the rest of his plays contain.
That's the point, I never knew. One fine
Max Who was it? She's very heavy.
want to.
de
A Farewell Supper takes place in
Anatol-Lies eight pages long. Oh, put it day she just wasn't. Don't you know how
Maximi, tell the truth. You two
away.
you leave your umbrella somewhere, don't one of the smart restaurants of Vienna, won't part friends unless you do.
the
Anatol (recovering some complaceny
And then l've a bit of news for you.
Mimi Well, it began like this.
(Once more the water, with the cham¬
pagne this time.)
(Mimi stops very discretly.)
Anatol-Oh, never mind him.
(60 she gets ahead, but in whispers, til
the intruder shall have departed, which he
does very soon.)
Mimi fertight ago he gave me a rose
Oh, so hy he was I laughed, I could
help it.
Anatol. Why didn't you
Mini-Start telling von those sort of
things I should never have done,
Anatol. Well?
Mimmi And he hung round at roher
It made me cross at first, and then it didn't
Anato viciously. I'm sure it didn't.
Mimi Then we began to have little has
And then I began to take a fancy to him.
Anatolat dit von hat about
Mimi tries the campagne now.
Mimi Oh, things. He got expelled from
school. Then he went into business, and
that wasn't any good. Then he thought
perhaps he could act.
Anatoland never a word to me
And then we found out we see
to live close to each other as children.
dust fancy
Se reconciled is she to parting from
Anatol for her new lover that she even
stops by the sideboard and helps herself
to a handful of cigare. She turns with
the sweetest of miles toward Anatol.
Not for me, the culis over her shoulder
they're for him.
dying ange has for its scene the
room of Anatol toward the close of a
spring afternoon. He realizes that his
love affair with a charming woman is
slowly coming to an end. He dreads the
drawn out suffering of such gradual
chilling of relations and confides them
all to Max. After a while the lady herself
arrives. He reproaches her for her lack
of warmth. Then Elsa is disposed to
resent this criticism.
What you've done I tell you a
that you've done, even years back you
were a pretty gawky girl, weren't you
Your people got you married, because that's
the thing to do with pretty gawky girls.
Then you went on a honeymon in Venice
you liked that well enough.
(Indignantly) I didn't.
Oh, ves you did! You were in love,
more or less.
I wasn't.
.
He was, then. I'm sure he petted you
nicely, anyhow, you were his little wife.
Then back to Vienna, and after a bit to bore¬
dom. Because you'd grown a pretty woman
by now, and, really, he's a precious fool.
Arthur
So you learned to flirt, harmlessly enough
no doubt! You tell me l'm the only man
Schnitzler
you've ever really loved. I can't prove it
but lets say that's so. It flatters me to
the
believe it.
You call me a flirt
Austrian
de volver und
hypocris
pyright.
Oh, you're unjust.
Am 12 Then real temptation came. Yo
played with it, you were longing for a ro¬
mance. For you grew pretter than ever
and your husband more of a fool. He was
AY
AT
THE LITTLE THEATRE
Max Who was she?
to find
Max Was that how it ended?
Anatol-It doesn't matter. I held her
Anatolo, how it began
thing to in my arms once. That's all there is to her
Max Ah! (A fifth label.) How hard
Max (as he put the packet aside¬
les to grow a flower, but it's so easy to pick A Curious Play in Seven Scenes That
Stand down, Matilda. She does up small it." What does that mean?
ponsible anyhow.
Anatol-Some other fellow grew the
Anatolone lock of hair.
lells of a Young Mans
flower, I came along and picked it.
Max No letters
Max-Oh! (A sixth label) "She always
Anatol-Letters from Matilda! That
der
Affairs of the Heart
carried her curling tongs.
uite be- would have inder fingers. Don't you
Anatol-Do you know, she always did.
pendent sometimes wish women weren't taught
to write? Exit Matilda.
Then it didn't matter what happened. I who looked for all the world like him. himself alone. He won't badger and bully
Max reads another label¬
glish?
tell you, she was damn pretty. There's a Such is the occasional blow that the pride me, the dear
Max Women are alike in one thing, bit of her veil left, isn't there?
of
Anatolyou and he have been carrying
of Anatot has to parry. An Episode is, under my nove for how long: Tonight
It feels like that. (A seventh label.
warmth they turn impudent if you catch them
however, very entertaining, with fun indeed
out in a lie.
"How did I lose you? How did you lose
of a somewhat more pronounced char¬
her¬
Anatol-They de
Mimi Don't believe it if you don
after than the rest of his plays contain.
That's the point, I never knew. One fine
Max Who was it? She's very heavy.
want to.
de
A Farewell Supper takes place in
Anatol-Lies eight pages long. Oh, put it day she just wasn't. Don't you know how
Maximi, tell the truth. You two
away.
you leave your umbrella somewhere, don't one of the smart restaurants of Vienna, won't part friends unless you do.
the
Anatol (recovering some complaceny
And then l've a bit of news for you.
Mimi Well, it began like this.
(Once more the water, with the cham¬
pagne this time.)
(Mimi stops very discretly.)
Anatol-Oh, never mind him.
(60 she gets ahead, but in whispers, til
the intruder shall have departed, which he
does very soon.)
Mimi fertight ago he gave me a rose
Oh, so hy he was I laughed, I could
help it.
Anatol. Why didn't you
Mini-Start telling von those sort of
things I should never have done,
Anatol. Well?
Mimmi And he hung round at roher
It made me cross at first, and then it didn't
Anato viciously. I'm sure it didn't.
Mimi Then we began to have little has
And then I began to take a fancy to him.
Anatolat dit von hat about
Mimi tries the campagne now.
Mimi Oh, things. He got expelled from
school. Then he went into business, and
that wasn't any good. Then he thought
perhaps he could act.
Anatoland never a word to me
And then we found out we see
to live close to each other as children.
dust fancy
Se reconciled is she to parting from
Anatol for her new lover that she even
stops by the sideboard and helps herself
to a handful of cigare. She turns with
the sweetest of miles toward Anatol.
Not for me, the culis over her shoulder
they're for him.
dying ange has for its scene the
room of Anatol toward the close of a
spring afternoon. He realizes that his
love affair with a charming woman is
slowly coming to an end. He dreads the
drawn out suffering of such gradual
chilling of relations and confides them
all to Max. After a while the lady herself
arrives. He reproaches her for her lack
of warmth. Then Elsa is disposed to
resent this criticism.
What you've done I tell you a
that you've done, even years back you
were a pretty gawky girl, weren't you
Your people got you married, because that's
the thing to do with pretty gawky girls.
Then you went on a honeymon in Venice
you liked that well enough.
(Indignantly) I didn't.
Oh, ves you did! You were in love,
more or less.
I wasn't.
.
He was, then. I'm sure he petted you
nicely, anyhow, you were his little wife.
Then back to Vienna, and after a bit to bore¬
dom. Because you'd grown a pretty woman
by now, and, really, he's a precious fool.
Arthur
So you learned to flirt, harmlessly enough
no doubt! You tell me l'm the only man
Schnitzler
you've ever really loved. I can't prove it
but lets say that's so. It flatters me to
the
believe it.
You call me a flirt
Austrian
de volver und
hypocris
pyright.
Oh, you're unjust.
Am 12 Then real temptation came. Yo
played with it, you were longing for a ro¬
mance. For you grew pretter than ever
and your husband more of a fool. He was