Excerpt from Miss. Decourcy: A Drama in Four Acts ACT I. [Scene - Late afternoon in August. "The Cedars," farmhouse of Amos Dean, on left of stage, with porch. The background presents cultivated lands, from which harvest has been gathered. A fence, with gate, runs across stage in rear. A large tree, with seat at base, near gate, and within the inclosure. When curtain rises, Frank Lloyd Eldridge and Walter Campbell have just entered gate.] Campbell. Frank, it was just touch and go. Had you been one minute later, we would have missed the train. That is so unusual with you, who are always punctilliously punctual, that I could not account for1t, nor did I care to speak of the matter in the cars. Eldridge. I was so amazed by something I learned to-day, that I could be pardoned, I think, for a breach of all rules governing my general conduct. Campbell. Something amazing? Eldridge. Yes, and annoying. Campbell. Is there a woman mixed in the incident? Eldridge. Two - an old and young maiden, but the eldest is dead. Campbell. Then the problem is simplified one-half. Eldridge. Mr. Lex, my counsel, advised me not to decide hastily. Campbell. Law and a woman - Frank, that is often a ruinous combination for young men. Occasionally that applies to elderly men, if they chance to be rich. Eldridge. I wish people would not interfere and attempt to arrange marriages for other people. Campbell. You don't mean a breach of promise? Eldridge. Nonsense; surely not that. Campbell. I have to guess. You are so indefinite in your statements. You know I will stand by you. Eldridge. It is a matter wholly for me to decide. You must have heard that mothers eldest sister, Eleanor Lloyd, died recently. Campbell. Yes. I heard some curosity expressed as to the disposition of her estate. Eldridge. I really did not know that Aunt Eleanor had any considerable estate. Her will was not to be read until six months after her funeral. Things continued just as she left them until now. Her will was opened and read to-day. Campbell. I trust the old lady remembered you handsomely. Eldridge. That depends. Let me tell you something of her. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.