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by Sherwood Anderson


  A MAN’S VOICE

  Ha! You see, Fred! That’s what you get trying to kiss the bride. Fred, you’re drunk.

  There is a crash, as though some one had fallen, and MIRIAM, standing at the door, puts her hands over her ears

  A MAN’S VOICE

  Let me go! I’m gonna kiss her. I gotta have a kiss.

  The voices die down and MIRIAM runs across the room to the bed. She falls to her knees

  MIRIAM

  As she runs Oh! Oh! Oh! I can’t stand any more of it! I won’t! I don’t have to! I won’t!

  She stays on her knees by the bed with her face in the crook of her arm, her shoulders shading, and again the voices from below fall away to a low murmur Some one comes slowly up the stairs and into the room. This is LAURA GREY, JOHN GREY’S wife, a comely, serious and white-faced woman of perhaps fifty-five. She hurries over to the door, left, and opening it enters, but immediately comes out. She looks about the room and seeing her daughter kneeling by the bed goes to her. She sits on the bed and takes her daughter s head in her lap. She strokes her head. The sound of voices from below is quieter now

  LAURA GREY

  Poor Miriam! You mustn’t, dear. You mustn’t. It will soon be over now. You can’t run away like this. You can’t, dear. You can’t lose your nerve now.

  MIRIAM straightens stiffly up. She stays for a moment on her knees and looks at her mother

  MIRIAM

  Mother, I won’t go down there again. I won’t.

  She gets suddenly to her feet and stands before her mother. A man s voice is heard from below

  MAN’S VOICE

  Now you just let me alone. I ain’t done nothing, have I? I just wanted to kiss her. A kiss don’t hurt a woman. I’ll bet Bob Forest ain’t kissed her yet. He ain’t got the nerve. I tell you women like men that have the nerve.

  A MAN’S VOICE

  Oh, cut it out, Jed.

  FIRST VOICE

  What the hell she get married for, if she didn’t want to be kissed.

  There is a murmur of protest

  A WOMAN’S VOICE

  You’ve hurt her feelings, that’s what; you should be spanked, Jed Smith.

  MIRIAM

  To her mother Mother! Mother! Why did you have these people here?

  LAURA

  Taking her daughter s hand Why, Miriam, child. They are your father’s friends. They are people who have put money into the factory. Your father invited them. I had them, Miriam, because I thought it would help your husband.

  MRS. GREY arises from the bed and stands facing her daughter. She speaks again You have to remember, Miriam, that Robert Forest is an inventor. He was very poor when he came here. Your father and Henry Eastman gave him his chance.

  MIRIAM turns from her mother and walks nervously up and down the room and LAURA again sits on the bed

  MIRIAM

  Angrily His chance. His chance. What do I care for his chance?

  LAURA

  Why, Miriam. Now you get yourself in hand. We must go down now, Miriam. We must. We can’t be discourteous to our guests.

  There is a sound of a struggle going on below. Some one tries to mount the steps but is apparently stopped. There is a sound of a scuffle

  MIRIAM

  They’re not my guests. I didn’t invite them here. I didn’t want them here.

  MAN’S VOICE

  From below I tell you I am gonna kiss her. I won’t leave this house till I kiss her.

  WOMAN’S VOICE

  Sharp and determined You’re going home, Jed Smith; that’s where you’re going.

  MIRIAM and her mother stand silently, listening intently to the struggle going on below

  WOMAN’S VOICE

  I don’t care, I feel like crying for Miriam. I think you men are just horrid.

  MAN’S VOICE

  Oh, Jed Smith’s all right. He’s only stewed. He don’t mean nothing.

  MIRIAM suddenly whirls and faces her mother

  MIRIAM

  So you want me to go down there again, to that? You are asking me to face some more of that?

  LAURA

  I am afraid, Miriam, they are all a good deal like that.

  Again the sounds from below have partly died away. Nothing is heard but a low murmur of voices. MIRIAM is again moving restlessly about

  MIRIAM

  Mother... tell me... was father... when you and he were married... did he get drunk?

  LAURA

  Yes. He was drunk. They went away and left him with me. He was sick.

  MIRIAM

  And you stayed with him after that? You took care of him?

  After that happened, on your wedding night, you could go on living with him?

  LAURA speaks in a steady, even voice Yes, Miriam, I have stayed with him. I did my woman’s duty. Come here, Miriam. Sit here.

  She indicates a chair near the bed and sits on the bed. MIRIAM sits and looks at her mother Miriam, I must go down now. If you won’t, I must. I can’t be rude to your father’s guests. It’s time, daughter, that you grew up. You might as well know that most of the men you and I are likely to know are like the men down there. We women have to learn that most men are just children and that they are often very crude and even nasty children.

  MIRIAM

  She speaks sharply But why, why? Why should we live with them? I don’t want a child for a husband.

  LAURA

  No matter what you want, Miriam, you are married now.

  MIRIAM

  Not yet. There has been a ceremony but that isn’t a marriage.

  LAURA

  Miriam!

  MIRIAM jumps to her feet and stands. She speaks rapidly

  MIRIAM

  I am going to tell you something, mother. I didn’t want to marry your man, Robert Forest. I only did it because there was no one else.

  She laughs, a half hysterical little laugh

  LAURA

  Miriam!

  MIRIAM

  Well, it’s true. Oh, mother, he has been so funny, so frightened. What that drunken man said is true. He has never even kissed me. He hasn’t dared touch me. That drunken man down there wants to kiss me but, although I am Robert Forest’s wife, he hasn’t kissed me. I suppose I made him feel I didn’t want him to.

  LAURA turns and moves toward the door, rear center

  LAURA What a strange child you are, Miriam. I don’t understand you. You say you didn’t want to marry Robert and you’re angry apparently that he hasn’t made love to you before marriage. I don’t understand.

  MIRIAM

  No, mother, I guess you don’t understand. Mother, when I was away, at school, I fell in love with a man. He was a professor. He was married.

  She laughs, a little hysterically He kissed me all right. He made love to me. I’d have run away with him only he didn’t have the nerve. He didn’t dare.

  LAURA

  She takes a step back toward MIRIAM. She is shocked Miriam!

  MIRIAM

  Oh, don’t be upset, mother. Nothing much happened.

  LAURA

  But, Miriam.

  MIRIAM

  She is sitting on the bed, looking defiant and ex cited. There is still the murmur of voices from below I really loved him, mother. I’d have done anything he said but, it turned out, he was afraid.

  LAURA

  Well, Miriam, you are married now. That’s settled.

  MIRIAM

  Not yet. Nothing is settled yet. Not really. I only told Robert Forest I’d marry him because there was no one else.

  LAURA

  Severely Miriam, Robert Forest is your husband. When I consented that these people come here tonight I was thinking only of your husband’s interest.

  MIRIAM

  Contemptuously And father’s, eh, mother? You were thinking of father’s interest? Of his schemes, of his money grabbing. Mother, I have never spoken of it but I will now. I hate father. I hate all these successful men. I married Robert Forest tonight to get away from
father, to get out of this house. Mother... tell me... be honest with me... do you, can you, love father?

  LAURA

  With dignity Miriam, I am a woman and he is my husband.

  She turns to go down the stairs and MIRIAM stands for a moment uncertainly. She calls

  MIRIAM

  Mother!

  LAURA has turned to descend the stairs but stops and turns LAURA Well?

  MIRIAM

  Tell me, mother, is he drinking? Is Robert drunk? I couldn’t tell. He just sat down there looking dumb and frightened.

  LAURA again takes a step toward her daughter. She speaks LAURA No, child, Mr. Forest is not drunk.

  Her tone changes Child, you are upset. Miriam, I do understand. After my own wedding I cried all night. Life is like that but it has to be faced. Courage, Miriam, courage!

  LAURA turns again and again is about to descend the stairs. Both women stand listening

  A MAN’S VOICE

  From below, loudly Where’s Mrs. Grey? Where’s our bride? What the hell? Is our bride scared out?

  ANOTHER MAN’S VOICE

  You’ve got her scared, Forest.

  WOMAN’S VOICE

  NOW, don’t you listen to them, Mr. Forest. I think they are just horrid.

  LAURA

  To MIRIAM Courage, Miriam. It will soon be over.

  There is a sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs and MIRIAM grasps her mother’s arm

  MIRIAM

  Mother, some one’s coming up. It may be that drunken man.

  She pulls her mother across the room and through the door, left As they cross You can’t leave me alone up here with that man, mother, you can’t.

  She half pushes her mother through the door and turns to look toward the stair landing. She speaks Courage — God — Courage for a wedding night.

  She follows her mother into the room and closes the door and the noise of heavy feet ascending the stairs continues Two men enter the room. They are JOHN GREY, a big, rather handsome man, of the Warren Harding type, and HENRY EASTMAN, HENRY is a short, fat man with a fat, puffy face. Both are a little drunk. JOHN GREY enters the room first

  HENRY EASTMAN

  From the door Weil, John, we got these rubes good and high, didn’t we? That was pretty good champagne I bought for Miriam’s party, wasn’t it, John? How’d you like it? It cost me enough. It ought to be good.

  He lowers his voice. He speaks again Say, John, where is she?

  HENRY EASTMAN comes into the room and the two men stand talking, HENRY is bracing himself with his hand on the back of a chair, JOHN GREY makes a motion with his hand toward the door, left

  JOHN GREY

  She’s in there, I guess, but where the hell’s Laura? God, Henry, I wanted to kick that damn fool Jed Smith. Now he’s got me in bad. I’ll get it hot from Laura.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Yeah! I know. And won’t my wife claw into me?

  JOHN GREY

  Oh, Laura won’t claw. She’ll just be silent. She’ll just go around looking hurt.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  He points So Miriam’s in there, eh?

  He laughs, a half drunken giggle Is that where they are going to be? Will they sleep in there?

  JOHN GREY

  Sheeee! Be careful, Henry. She’ll hear you.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Say, John, I’ll bet she’ll turn him down cold. Nothing doing, eh? Hell, we both know Bob Forest. He’ll be so embarrassed, when they are alone together, he won’t be able to speak. Hell, John, I went through it. D’ye know what, John?

  Again he breads into a foolish little giggle My Sally.... You know, John, the first night... she got undressed and then she got scared. Lord, John, it was a circus. We were alone in the house and she ran. I chased her upstairs and down. And what d’ye think, John? I caught her in the cellar. By God, I was pretty drunk, but I caught her.

  The two men stand, HENRY talking and giggling and MIRIAM comes through the door, left, followed by her mother, MIRIAM turns and silently pushes her mother back into the room and closes the door. Her hands at her back are holding to the knob. She is flushed and angry, HENRY EASTMAN suddenly stops giggling. He grows serious Look here, John. I followed you up here. We got to have a talk.

  JOHN GREY

  About what, Henry?

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Why about Bob Forest, our inventor. You know, John. You know I found him. He wasn’t nothing. Just a little telegraph operator. Now he’s married your daughter.

  JOHN GREY

  Well, what if he has?

  HENRY EASTMAN

  You know what well enough, John.

  JOHN GREY

  No, I don’t, Henry. I don’t know what you’re driving at.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Yes, you do.

  JOHN GREY

  Well, we can’t talk here. We can’t talk now.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Yes, we can. Business is business, John. You know me. You and I have cleaned up in this town and we both know Bob Forest is at work on new inventions. I only want a word from you, John. Are we going to stick together?

  JOHN GREY steps over to HENRY and puts an arm about his shoulder JOHN GREY

  Why yes, Henry. Sure we are. We’ll make this boy we’ve got make money for both of us.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  You mean that, John?

  JOHN GREY

  Sure. His being married to Miriam will only make him dead sure for both of us.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  Well, I just wanted to know. You got to remember that this Bob Forest had nothing when I found him.

  JOHN GREY

  Sure, we’ll stick together, Henry. Why I never even thought of anything else. You’re always ace high with me, old man.

  The two men go into a half-embrace and then HENRY turns towards the stair landing HENRY EASTMAN

  Well, that’s O.K., John. Come on now. I’m going to get these people out of this house. You come on down with me. I’ll tell you what, John. You get Laura and come home with me and Sally. That’ll save both our hides.

  They go off down the stairs in a half-embrace. JOHN GREY speaking as they go

  JOHN GREY

  O.K., Steve. That will be O.K. with me if I can make Laura see it.

  The two men go on down the stairs and MIRIAM crosses and stands near the stair landing looking down as LAURA comes through the door, left

  HENRY EASTMAN

  From the stairs Miriam’s scared, but she’ll be O.K. after tonight.

  LAURA

  Softly Miriam!

  MIRIAM

  Turning to face her mother Oh, Mother!

  LAURA

  Don’t mind anything I have said, Miriam, She goes to her daughter and puts an arm about her. She speaks rapidly If you don’t want this man, Miriam, you don’t have to have him. I may always have been wrong. I have tried to keep a kind of dignity. I have always submitted. I wanted to be a good wife but I guess I have failed.

  MIRIAM becomes suddenly tender

  MIRIAM

  Mother!

  LAURA

  If you are afraid, Miriam, if you want to come away from it, now, tonight, even if you want to run away, I’ll understand.

  MIRIAM

  Then you heard what father and Henry Eastman said?

  LAURA

  Yes, I heard.

  HENRY EASTMAN

  From below Come on now, folks. Time to go now. Come on! This ain’t your wedding night.

  There is the sound of people preparing to depart, the scraping of chairs, etc., as the two women above stand near the stair landing, MIRIAM has her arm about her mother’s waist. JOHN GREY’S voice is heard from below

  JOHN GREY

  Laura. Where are you, Laura?

  MIRIAM

  To her — mother No, mother, I’ll not run away. I’ve married him. I’m not afraid. I’ll handle things.

  LAURA

  Your father will be wanting me to go... you heard... to the Eastmans
’ house.

  JOHN GREY Below Laura! Laura! Where are you, Laura!

  The two women stand listening

  MAN’S VOICE

  Below Well, good night, Forest. — Give her my best.

  ANOTHER MAN’S VOICE

  Your best! Give her your own best, Bob.

  There is a loud outburst of laughter and sounds of departure

  WOMAN’S VOICE

  Below Charles Fuller, I think you are just horrid.

  LAURA

  Wearily I suppose I’ll have to go down now.

  She goes to the head of the stairs but stops to speak Miriam, I don’t know what to say. It’s too bad it had to be like this. Are you afraid?

  She is a little hysterical Do you want me to send him away?

  MIRIAM has become suddenly cold and indifferent

  MIRIAM

  No. I’m not afraid. Don’t you worry. I’ll handle things. I’ll manage.

  She stands listening as her mother goes with weary, dragging steps down the stairs The sounds of the departing guests grow fainter and MIRIAM laughs, a hard little laugh. She crosses and goes through the door, left And now again there is a sound of footsteps on the stairs and ROBERT FOREST comes up the stairs and into the room. He is a rather tall, awkward seeming man of thirty, dressed for a wedding. His wedding clothes do not seem to fit him. He looks like a workman or a farmer uncomfortable in such a uniform. He is wearing a long black coat and striped trousers and appears half-frightened, half embarrassed. He comes into the room silently and stands for a moment. He starts toward the door left and stops. He calls in a low frightened voice

  ROBERT FOREST

  Miriam.

  There is no answer She came up here. Her mother said she was up here.

  He crosses and sits in the chair by the bed. He looks worried. He speaks again Oh, why did I do this? Why did I? Why did I ever think I could really have a woman like her?

  He gets up and goes to the stair landing and stands hesitatingly I ought to run away. I shouldn’t stay up here, but if I ran away she wouldn’t understand.

  He comes hesitatingly back into the room Why do they all have to insult you? Why do they?

  He moves silently and easily about, goes to the window that looks out onto a roof and again crosses to the chair by the bed Any way, I ought to speak to her. I ought to explain.

 

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