MASTERSON. Dear me! Dear me!
[Rises and begins to pace the room.]
OCEANA. Don't run away from me.
DR. MASTERSON. I'm not running away. But you are so disconcerting,
Oceana . . .
OCEANA. I know; but that's only because you know that what I say is
true, and you don't like to feel that anybody else knows it.
FREDDY. [Off.] Oceana!
OCEANA. Freddy!
FREDDY. [Enters.] Oh! Father's here!
OCEANA. Yes; we were having a chat.
FREDDY. [Hesitates.] Father, will you excuse me, please . . . I have
something very important to say to Oceana. I've been waiting for her.
DR. MASTERSON. Why . . . what . . .
FREDDY. Don't ask me, please. I must have a talk with her right away.
Please come, Oceana.
OCEANA. All right.
DR. MASTERSON. I was going to the billiard-room, anyway. Pray excuse
me.
[Exit centre.]
OCEANA. [Smiles.] See him run! Well, Freddy, what is it?
FREDDY. [Intensely.] Oceana!
OCEANA. What's the matter?
FREDDY. You mustn't stay here!
OCEANA. Why not?
FREDDY. They'll ruin you, Oceana! They'll crush you, they'll spoil you
forever! You must go away!
OCEANA. Why, my dear boy, how can they hurt me?
FREDDY. They will, they will! I've been thinking about it all day! I
didn't go to college . . . I spent the whole day pacing the streets.
OCEANA. Why, Freddy!
FREDDY. And I want you to come away! Come away with me! I want you . .
. [Wildly.] . . . I want you to marry me!
OCEANA.
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