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 A Narrow Squeak'' 
 
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CHARACTERS 
 
 George Carroll — Confidential secretary to John 
 
 Breckenridge 
 John Breckenridge — of Breckenridge & Company, 
 
 wholesale grocers. 
 James Marshall — a business rival of Breckenridge. 
 Minnie Munn — a stenographer. 
 
 Time. — Ten o'clock in the morning. 
 Place. — New York City. 
 
"A Narrow Squeak" 
 
 Scene : Carroll's office. Desk right centre, with 
 swivel chair. A straight chair on left side of 
 desk. Door leading to hall, right. Door cen- 
 ter, bearing label, "Mr. Breckenridge. Pri- 
 vate." Door left, labeled, "General Offices." 
 Other fittings to suggest a business office — filing 
 cabinets, telephone, and so forth. 
 
 George Carroll is sitting at his desk, writing bus- 
 ily, at rise of curtain. He suddenly raises his 
 head, turning it over his shoulder in a listen- 
 ing attitude. He looks pussled and frozvns. 
 
 Carroll. (In musing tone) That's funny. I 
 
 wonder (He is interrupted by knock at door, 
 
 left.) Come in! 
 
 (Enter Minnie Munn, stenographic notebook and 
 pencil in hand. She is a slangy, gum-chewing 
 young person, pert and superlatively self-confi- 
 dent. She has a mass of light hair puffed out 
 over her ears in an attempt at ultra- fashionable 
 style; her heels are extraordinarily high, and 
 she tvears a very tight skirt. She closes door 
 behind her and comes down toward Carroll.) 
 
 Minnie. (Breezily) Mornin', George. Any let- 
 ters? 
 
 5 
 
6 "A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 Carroll. (Who seems to be preoccupied) No, 
 thank you. Miss Rose took my dictation. 
 
 Minnie. Much obHged to Rosie. Old Brecken- 
 ridge went out of town last night, and I guess I'll 
 have a chance to do my manicurin' — (Starts left for 
 door to general offices) — unless some one else makes 
 me get busy. (She stops and half-turns, speaking 
 over her shoulder.) Did you get your raise? 
 
 Carroll. (Looking up sharply) What do you 
 mean ? 
 
 Minnie. (Airily) Oh, I heard you brace old 
 Breck for it. Doors are like everything else around 
 here — cheap. Did you get it? 
 
 Carroll. (Shortly) I did not. 
 
 Minnie. (Crossing to centre) Didn't think you 
 would. (She comes and sits dozvn on corner of 
 Carroll's desk, leaning over confidentially.) Gee! 
 old Breckenridge doesn't mind losing five dollars 
 any more'n a leg ! Say — you know he'd squeeze a 
 quarter until Liberty hollered for Anthony Corn- 
 stock ! 
 
 Carroll. (Sharply) Miss Munn ! MissMunn! 
 Are you speaking of Mr. Breckenridge ? 
 
 Minnie. (Sitting up straight) Sure I am. 
 Who'd you think I meant — a Pittsburgh sport ? 
 
 Carroll. Why, this is unpardonable ! 
 
 Minnie. (In amazement) Hello! What bit 
 you? 
 
 Carroll. Bit me? 
 
 Minnie. (Slipping off desk and facing him as 
 he rises ;. mocking his tone) Yes, bit you! Or 
 p'r'aps you've been hittin' the dope. 
 
 Carroll. Why ? 
 
 Minnie. Why? You're crazy, that's why. You 
 know as well as I do that of all the mean, grasping 
 old shellfish that anybody ever had to slave for, he 
 picks the nectarine. Why, you said just the other 
 day 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 7 
 
 Carroll. (Interrupting) Really, Miss Munn, 
 this is outrageous ! I'm surprised, amazed, at such 
 language coming from you, whom Mr. Breckenridge 
 has always treated kindly. 
 
 Minnie. (With scorn) Yeah — kindly ! He tried 
 to come the fatherly act over me. When I asked 
 him to give me a dollar more a week, he told me I 
 should economize on my clothes. Huh ! I told him 
 I was a lady, and I was always goin' to dress as 
 one 's long as I could cop the dough to buy the 
 proper rags. (She smooths her skirt down over her 
 hips and pats her hair.) Gee ! (Suddenly changing 
 her tone.) What struck 3^ou all of a sudden — stick- 
 in' up for old cramp-in-the-hand ? 
 
 Carroll. (Rising xvith dignity) I've heard 
 enough from you, Miss Munn — more than enough. 
 After the disgraceful way in which you have spoken 
 of Mr. Breckenridge, I am afraid it will be neces- 
 sary to find someone else to take your position in 
 the office. You may go. (He sits dozvn in chair 
 again.) 
 
 Minnie. (In mock melodramatic way) Too 
 late! To-00 late! (Drops into her usual tone.) 
 You can't fire me, Georgie. 
 
 Carroll. What do you mean? 
 
 Minnie. (With a boiv) I have graduated. 
 
 Carroll. What ? 
 
 Minnie. Wholesale groceries don't agree with 
 me. I'm goin' to leave, and I'm goin' this after- 
 noon. 
 
 Carroll. You are? Does Mr. Breckenridge 
 know of this? 
 
 Minnie. Not on your daguerreotype, he don't! 
 In other words, he is unaware of muh determina- 
 tion. 
 
 Carroll. You've not given him any notice? 
 
 Minnie. I should say not! Do you generally 
 
8 "A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 give notice when 3^ou break jail? I'm going into an 
 honest business. 
 
 Carroll. (Sitting down again) What is it? 
 
 Minnie. (Leaning her arms on chair beside desk 
 and swinging her foot behind her) I've got a job 
 in a swell office. A gentleman friend of mine has 
 opened a bucket shop, and he 
 
 Carroll. You call that honest? 
 
 Minnie. (Judicially) Well, he don't sell folks 
 no maraschino cherries ofif last year's hats, and he 
 don't sit up nights figurin' out how little you can live 
 on — and then pay you a dollar less. 
 
 Carroll. I think you are treating Mr. Brecken- 
 ridge very badly in leaving this way, without giving 
 him a chance to get someone in your place. 
 
 Minnie. (Straightening up indignantly) You 
 do, eh? If it was worth a canceled postage stamp 
 to him, how long do you think it would take him to 
 ring the fire-alarm for me? Why, I'd be out before 
 the engines got here ! Me give hint notice, so he 
 could chuck me half a day earlier and take it out of 
 my salary f Nix! Why, if you got a chance to 
 quit, you'd do the same thing, and you know it 
 darned well ! 
 
 Carroll. (Coldly) You are mistaken. I should 
 never be guilty of such ingratitude. Mr. Brecken- 
 ridge has always been just and fair 
 
 Minnie. (Interrupting) Yes — to himself. Come, 
 now, Carroll, if a man walked in here to-morrow 
 arid ofifered you a decent job, with some real money, 
 to go to work for him next week, you'd toddle so 
 quick old Breck couldn't see you for dust ! 
 
 Carroll. Do you mean to say you think I would 
 actually leave my employer, knowing that it would 
 hamper him in his work? You think I'm capable 
 of a disloyal thing like that? 
 
 Minnie. (Emphatically) Much! Why, he 
 wouldn't even boost your weekly handout to save 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 9 
 
 your life! You've been getting the same small roll 
 in your envelope for two years. What's he ever 
 done for you except make you work like a sand-hog 
 for enough to live like one? 
 
 Carroll. (Seriously ) It is to be regretted, cer- 
 tainly, that Mr. Breckenridge cannot see his way 
 clear to increasing my salary. I feel that I ought 
 to have more than I am getting. But if he thinks 
 he is paying me all I am worth to him, surely he is 
 the best judge. 
 
 Minnie. Aw, prunes ! 
 
 Carroll. W'hat? 
 
 Minnie. Prunes! Prunus Americana! 
 
 Carroll. (Continuing) If my services justified 
 him in so doing, he would undoubtedly give me the 
 addition to my salary. As it is 
 
 Minnie. (Interrupting scornfully) As it is. 
 you sit there and talk like a scuttle of ashes, and 
 try to put the blinkers on me. But I'm wise. You 
 can't fool daughter Minnie with that line of gab. 
 Think up something new. That soapsud virtue was 
 old when Noah was wearin' knee pants. 
 
 Carroll. (Rising with decision) That will do. 
 Miss Munn. I think I have already intimated that 
 I have listened to you long enough. You forget 
 to whom and of whom you are speaking. 
 
 Minnie. Is that so? Not much I don't. I'm 
 speaking to the underpaid, underdone, original 
 come on, condemned to hard labor by the meanest 
 old grab-penny 
 
 Carroll. (Wrathfully) Leave my office ! 
 
 Minnie. (Going right on) — tight-wad that ever 
 poisoned the public with near-groceries ! 
 
 Carroll. (With deadly calm) Miss Munn, will 
 you go? (Takes a step toward her.) 
 
 Minnie. Surest thing you know. You're so 
 crazy for me to stay, it makes me timid. (She 
 minces toward door and turns.) You used to be a 
 
10 "A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 pretty decent fellow, George Carroll, but this spasm 
 of virtue has sure spoiled you. Trouble with you 
 is, you couldn't get another job. Wouldn't anybody 
 want you. You never had a chance to quit, and 
 that's why you're here. You couldn't fool anybody 
 into takin' you on at any price. On the level, George, 
 I'm sorry for you. I believe it's muh duty to stop 
 in at the Gerry Society and have 'em send an in- 
 spector up here to look into your case. Gee ! It's 
 a shame your mother ever let your nurse go ! 
 
 (Carroll rushes toivard her. Just before he 
 reaches the door, she slips out and slams it in 
 Jiis face. He stands staring at door, then shrugs 
 his shoulders and returns very slozvly to his 
 desk, a perplexed expression on his face. As 
 he zvalks doivn, the door centre, leading to the 
 office marked "Private," opens noiselessly and 
 the head of Breckenridge appears. It is imme- 
 diately ivithdrazvn] and the door closes again. 
 Carroll stands a moment, his hand resting on 
 the corner of his desk; then he shrugs again 
 and sits dozvn in his chair. He picks up some 
 papers and begins to go over them. There is a 
 knock on door, right.) 
 
 Carroll. (Without looking up) Come in! 
 
 (Enter James Marshall, from hall. He closes 
 door carefully behind him.) 
 
 Marshall. (Coming dozvn tozvard Carrollj 
 Good morning, Mr. Carroll. 
 
 Carroll. (Looking up at the sound of Mar- 
 shall's voice and showing considerable surprise.) 
 Good morning, Mr. Marshall. 
 
 Marshall. Mr. Carroll, may I take up ten min- 
 utes of your time? 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" ii 
 
 (Carroll frowns slightly, then smiles, rises, and 
 takes Marshall's outstretched hand.) 
 
 Carroll. Certainly, Mr. Marshall. 
 
 Marshall. I shan't be interfering- too mvich with 
 your work ? 
 
 Carroll. No ; I can spare you a few moments. 
 Mr. Breckenridge is out of town. 
 
 Marshall. I know ; he went away last night. 1 
 made mighty sure of that before I came over, be- 
 cause I wanted to talk to you confidentially. Are 
 we likely to be interrupted? 
 
 Carroll. (Shozving surprise) Why, no, Mr. 
 Marshall, I think not. I am not expecting anyone 
 this morning. Sit down, won't you? (Indieates 
 chair at side of desk.) 
 
 Marshall. Good ! (Sits doivn in chair, drawing 
 it close to Carroll.) Breckenridge keeps you pretty 
 busy, eh? 
 
 Carroll. (Smiling slightly) Well, he believes 
 that if a man is working for him he should keep on 
 the move. You can't blame him for that. 
 
 Marshall. (Speaking very abruptly) Carroll — 
 how much does he pay you ? 
 
 Carroll. (Stiffly) I don't know that my salary 
 is any concern of yours, Mr. Marshall. 
 
 Marshall. (Bluffly) No ofifense, no ofifense ! I 
 wasn't asking out of idle curiosity, Mr. Carroll. I 
 have a good reason for wanting to know. I'm not 
 trying to pry into your private affairs, but I'll gam- 
 ble your salary isn't a fortune, eh? 
 
 Carroll. I don't see that it concerns you in any 
 way, but I don't mind telling you that Mr. Brecken- 
 ridge pays me fifteen hundred a year. 
 
 INIarshall. (Musingly) Uninnu. You have a 
 thorough understanding of the business, haven't 
 you? (Carroll nods.) Been here for — let me see 
 — yes, about ten years. 
 
12 '^A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 Carroll. Just about. 
 
 Marshall. You've got all the details at your 
 fingers' ends. You get here at eight o'clock in the 
 morning, and you work until six — or twelve, just as 
 Breckenridge chooses. If there's anything too small 
 or too mean for him to bother about, he slides out 
 from under and lets you do it. You're his handy 
 man ; he wouldn't know what to do without you. 
 And for all this he pays you fifteen hundred dollars 
 a year. Munificent ! 
 
 Carroll. (Fingering his pen-holder and speaking 
 in a quiet voice) All of which is Mr. Brecken- 
 ridge's business — and mine. As I said, I don't see 
 what it is to you. 
 
 Marshall. Just this. (Sits suddenly forzvard in 
 his chair.) Just this, my boy. I can use a man like 
 you. I've been watching you for some time, Car- 
 roll, and I've come to the conclusion that you're the 
 party I want. (The door left opens a little zvay, and 
 Minnie puts her head in. She sees Marshall, 
 looks surprised, and hesitates.) I'm willing to make 
 it worth your while to come over to me, too. I'll 
 give you an extra thousand — that'll bring you up to 
 twenty-five hundred. 
 
 Carroll. (Sloivly) Twenty-five hundred a year ! 
 
 Marshall. That's what I said. Not a bad in- 
 come for a young chap like you. 
 
 Carroll. You're willing to pay me that? 
 
 Marshall. If you close with the offer right 
 now — yes. (He gets up and stands beside the desk.) 
 You shut your desk here and tell Breckenridge you've 
 decided to quit — that you've received a better offer. 
 You needn't say from whom. This is Friday. You 
 come to me on Monday, and your salary will date 
 back to the first of the month. 
 
 Carroll. But what sort of a job is it? 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 13 
 
 (Minnie raises her eycbrozvs significantly, smiles, 
 tosses her head, and pulls the door nearly shut.) 
 
 Marshall. General sales manager. I want some- 
 jjocly at the head of the selling force who can handle 
 the men right and put them on the trail of new 
 business. 
 
 Carroll. And I'd be allowed to run the sales- 
 room as I liked? Mr. Marshall, do you — do you 
 mean you'd give me practically a free hand ? 
 
 Marshall. I certainly would. I don't interfere 
 in the details myself. My policy has always been 
 to find a man who knows his job from start to fin- 
 ish, pay him what he's worth, and then let him go 
 ahead and manage his department to suit himself. 
 It's the best way to get results. 
 
 Carroll. You're right, Mr. Marshall. It cer- 
 tainly is. That's the proper way to do business. 
 
 Marshall. Well, what do you say? 
 
 Carroll. (Speaking very slozvly and clearly) 
 Say? I have this to say, Mr. Marshall. It isn't my 
 ability as executive you're anxious to secure. It's 
 xvhat J knozv about Mr. Breckenridge's business that 
 interests you. You know I'm his confidential man, 
 and you want me to come with you so that you can 
 use my knowledge to his disadvantage. And you 
 want to know what I say to this scheme of yours? 
 I say NO. Mr. Marshall ! 
 
 Marshall. (Holding out a deprecating hand) 
 Tut, tut ! Carroll, you misunderstand me. I'm mak- 
 ing you a plain business proposition. I need a good 
 man, and I've picked you for the job. I won't deny 
 that what you know may be useful to me— that's 
 understood. 
 
 Carroll. (Grimly) I understand that. 
 
 Marshall. All's fair in business, you know. 
 Breckenridge must look out for himself. He isn't 
 treating you right, not by a jugful. If he wants to 
 
14 "A NARROW SQUEAK'* 
 
 keep his men he must expect to pay 'em. I'm will- 
 ing to give you a thousand more than you're getting 
 now. Is it a deal ? 
 
 Carroll. (Looking him full in the face) No, 
 Mr. Marshall. You know, of course, that that extra 
 thousand is a temptation to me, or you wouldn't 
 have suggested it. But neither that nor any other 
 bribe you could offer would be sufficient to make me 
 turn Mr. Breckenridge down. He trusts me abso- 
 lutely ; he always has. And I'll stick. That's my 
 final word. 
 
 Marshall. But 
 
 Carroll. I said that was my final word, and I 
 meant it. I don't want to discuss the subject further. 
 
 Marshall. But look here, Carroll 
 
 Carroll. (Standing, and speaking very sternly, 
 zvith raised voice) You have my answer, Mr. Mar- 
 shall. (His tone becomes cold, formal.) I don't 
 like your methods, sir. This interview has lasted 
 the ten minutes for which you asked. I must beg 
 you to excuse me. (Enter Breckenridge from pri- 
 vate office, door centre. Carroll wheels around 
 at sound of opening door.) Mr. Breckenridge! 
 
 (Marshall, -cvho lias risen after Carroll^s last 
 
 speech, turns and looks at Breckenridge, zvho 
 
 . stands in doorivay watching Carroll. There 
 
 is a perceptible pause. Then Breckenridge 
 
 speaks.) 
 
 Breckenridge. Bravo, Carroll ! Good for you ! 
 
 Marshall. Well, your young man sort o' handed 
 it to me, didn't he? 
 
 Breckenridge. You bet he did ! 
 
 Carroll. You were listening, sir? You heard 
 what passed between Mr. Marshall and myself? 
 
 Breckenridge, Every word. I knew you would 
 not fail. 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 15 
 
 Carroll. I thought you were out of town. 
 
 Breckenridge. That's what you were supposed 
 to think, eh, Marshall ? 
 
 Carroll. (Looking from one to the other in he- 
 wildcrment) I — I don't understand. Mr. Brecken^ 
 ridge. 
 
 Breckenridge. (Chuckling) We didn't intend 
 you should. The truth of the matter is that Mar- 
 shall and I have decided to stop cutting each other's 
 throats. We're going into partnership, and we need 
 a man in whom we can impose implicit trust. We 
 arranged this little test to see if you were the right 
 one. You've passed with flying colors, my boy. 
 From now on you're going to be General Sales Man- 
 ager for Breckenridge & Marshall, at twenty-five 
 hundred a year ! 
 
 (There is a pause, during which Breckenridge 
 beams genially at Carroll^ zvho looks back at 
 him steadily for a moment of absolute silence. 
 Then Carroll sloivly pushes back his chair and 
 rises deliberately. He speaks through set 
 teeth.) 
 
 Carroll. No, I'm not! 
 
 Breckenridge. (Surprised) You're not? 
 
 Carroll. (Struggling to keep his voice calm) 
 You heard what I said. 
 
 Breckenridge. (In bewildcrinent) Explain 
 yourself, boy. I don't understand. 
 
 Carroll. (Evenly) Very well, I'll explain, then. 
 The matter stands just this way. For ten years I've 
 been with Breckenridge & Company. I came here 
 fresh from college and took a job at three dollars a 
 week. From that I worked up. During the past 
 four years I've been rather close to you. Mr. Breck- 
 enridge. Nominally. I was your secretary ; in real- 
 ity, I was your adviser. You've reposed consid- 
 
i6 "A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 erable confidence in me. Have you ever had reason 
 to think it misplaced ? 
 
 Breckenridge. (Shaking his head and speaking 
 earnestly and eagerly) Never, Carroll, never. I've 
 always said 
 
 Carroll. (Interrupting) I've always done my 
 best for you, always subordinated everything else 
 to the interests of the firm, haven't I? 
 
 Breckenridge. (Nodding, while a pnsdcd ex- 
 pression creeps over his face) I don't see 
 
 Carroll. (With suppressed passion) You will 
 in a minute. You've just admitted that I've been 
 faithful, that you've never had cause to doubt my 
 integrity, never had the slightest reason to fear that 
 I would betray your business secrets. (His voice 
 takes on an impassioned ring as he speaks with grozv- 
 ing anger and indignation.) And yet you sent Mar- 
 shall here to-day with a scheme to bribe me, to see if 
 I would sell you out — to try to make me do wrong! 
 I've worked early and late for you, made a slave 
 of myself for years — and this is the thanks I get — 
 this dirty deal! You wanted to test me, did you? 
 (He takes a step forivard, his eyes flashing.) Well, 
 you've done it — and you've got your answer ! 
 
 Marshall. (Squirming uneasily in his chair) 
 One moment 
 
 Carroll. (Turning fiercely on him; almost shout- 
 ing) Don't talk to me! I don't want your dirty 
 job ! I wouldn't touch it ! Give it to someone you're 
 
 sure of. Great Heaven- (His voice breaks.) 
 
 If ten years of faithful, loyal service doesn't prove 
 a man's integrity, what will ? (With gathering pas- 
 sion) Oh, I'm through with you ! I'm going to get 
 out— and I'm going now ! (He turns abruptly azvay 
 and sits dozvn at desk, pulling out top drazver and 
 beginning to sort out contents.) 
 
 Breckenridge. (Going to him) Carroll, my boy, 
 you're taking us wrong. I can't let you go like this. 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 17 
 
 You see, the position is a very important one, very 
 responsible. I didn't really distrust you, Carroll. 
 I 
 
 Marshall. (Interrupting) It's my fault. / 
 didn't know you. I put Breck up to this. I wanted 
 to find out something about you for myself. (He 
 laughs a little.) And I found out a damn' sight 
 more than I thought I should, too. Now, don't go 
 up in the air. Be reasonable. It'll be a fine chance 
 for you. 
 
 Carroll. (Sorting out papers) I've nothing to 
 say that I haven't already told you. I'll trv to get 
 a job where service will count for something. Af- 
 ter ten years — to come to this ! 
 
 Marshall. (Going to door right and beckoning 
 Breckenridge.j a word with you, Breck. (Breck- 
 ENRiDGE follows him, and they go out, closing the 
 door behind them. Door left is pulled open sud- 
 denly, and Minnie comes in on tiptoe.) 
 
 MiNN'iE. (In great glee) Bully for you, George ' 
 Slam it to 'em ! 
 
 Carroll. (Starting) Minnie! You shouldn't 
 be here. Go at once ! 
 
 Minnie. My Gawd, but I bet they feel small ! I 
 never heard the beat of it in all my sixteen sum- 
 mers. Say, when you get riled you're the real cream 
 of tartar, ain't you? 
 
 Carroll. Go on — get out ! They'll be back in a 
 minute. 
 
 Minnie. (Edging toivard door left) I'm going; 
 but say — I'll bet a can of apples old Corner-the-Cash 
 never heard so much truth in his life before. Lis- 
 teners never get no bouquets — and what I said about 
 him was some ! Who'd have dreamed he was in 
 there! (Carroll pushes her toivard door. As she 
 goes out, she turns.) Give 'em some more out of 
 the same barrel. (She closes door after her. Car- 
 roll crosses to clothes-tree, takes down hat and coat, 
 
i8 "A NARROW SQUEAK" 
 
 and walks to desk. Breckenridge and IV^arshall 
 re-enter.) 
 
 Marshall. (Coming down to Carrollj I guess 
 I'll have' to ask your pardon in a way, Carroll. You 
 and I are pretty nearly strangers. I didn't mean to 
 insult you. You say you won't stay, and, damn it, sir, 
 I like your spirit ! I guess I'd feel the same way in 
 your place, maybe. (Door left opens on a crack.) 
 But — (With determination) — we need you, and we're 
 going to have you. We'll call it three thousand for 
 the first year. 
 
 Carroll. I'm afraid 
 
 Marshall. (Holding out his hand) Don't say a 
 word. Think it over and then go home and sleep on it. 
 Remember, the job's going to be a bigger one pretty 
 soon than it is now. Take a good look at it, Carroll — 
 three thousand a year and a free hand. We'll see you 
 in the morning. 
 
 Carroll. (Reluctantly) I'll think it over, but 
 that's all I'll agree to. 
 
 Marshall. Right ! Shake ! I like you, boy. 
 You're made of the right stuff. Until to-morrow. 
 (They clasp hands. Marshall turns to door. Breck- 
 enridge does not speak, hut holds out his hand, and 
 Carroll puts his within it. Then Breckenridge places 
 his other hand over Carroll's and shakes it slowly, 
 smiling in a proud, fatherly way. He folloivs Mar- 
 shall to the door and they both exit.) 
 
 Breckenridge. (Speaking to Marshall as the door 
 is closing) Great boy ! 
 
 (Carroll stands looking at door right a moment, then 
 rushes over, opens it, and peers doivn hall, to make 
 sure they have gone. Then he corne^ hack into 
 office, carefully closing door behind him. As he^ 
 does so, Minnie opens door left zvide and stands 
 looking in. Carroll sees her, and holds his finger 
 to his lips. He beckons, and she comes doivn a 
 
"A NARROW SQUEAK" 19 
 
 fezv steps. Carroll goes quickly to door centre, 
 opens it, takes one step inside private office, and 
 turns. Then very slowly he swings himself from 
 one foot to the other — and the hoards of the fiodr 
 creak loudly under pressure of his feet. A slow 
 smile comes over his face, and he winks broadlv at 
 Minnie, zvhose jaw drops as the significance of 
 zvhat he is doing begins to dawn on her.) 
 
 Carroll. (Slozvly) Heaven bless that squeaky 
 board ! Say, Min, s'pose I hadn't known all the time 
 that old Breck was in there listening? 
 
 Minnie. (In blank amasement) You knew? 
 
 Carroll. (Nodding) Yep. Heard the board 
 squeak just before you came in to take the letters. 
 Knew he must be there. 
 
 Minnie. My Gawd! (SJie sinks dozvn in the chair 
 beside the desk, rolls up her eyes, and addresses the 
 wall) And I said he needed a nurse ! 
 
 CURTAIN 
 
The Touch-Down 
 
 A comedy in four acts, by Marion Short. 8 males, 6 females, but 
 any number of characters can be introduced in the ensembles. Cos- 
 tumes modern. One interior scene throughout the play. Time, 2^^ 
 hours. 
 
 This play, written for the use of clever amateurs, is the story of 
 life in Siddell, a Pennsylvania co-educational college. It deals with 
 the vicissitudes and final triumph of the Siddell Football Eleven, and 
 the humorous and dramatic incidents connected therewith. 
 
 "The Touch-Down" has t'he true varsity atmosphere, college songs 
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 Hurry; Hurry^ Hurry 
 
 A comedy in three acts, by LeRoy Arnold. S males, 4 females. 
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 The story is based on the will of an eccentric aunt. It stipulates 
 that her pretty niece must be affianced before she is twenty-one, and 
 married to her fiance within a year, if she. is to get her spinster 
 relative's million. Father has nice notions of honor and fails to tell 
 daughter about the will, so that she maj' make her choice untram- 
 meled by any other consideration than that of true love. The action 
 all takes place in the evening the midnight of which will see her 
 reach twenty-one. Time is therefore short, and it is hurry, hurry, 
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 impending bankruptcy. 
 
 The situations are intrinsically funny and the dialogue is Sprightly. 
 The characters are natural and unaffected and the action moves with 
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 The Varsity Coach 
 
 A three-act play of college life, by Marion Short, specially adapted 
 to performance by amateurs or high school students. 5 males 6 
 females, but any number of boys and girls may be introduced in the 
 action of the play. Two settings necessary, a college boy's room and 
 the university campus. Time, about 2 hours. 
 
 Like many another college boy, "Bob" Selby, an all-round popular 
 college man, becomes possessed of the idea that athletic prowess is 
 more to be desired than scholarship. He is surprised in the midst of 
 a "spread" in his room in Regatta week by a visit from his aunt 
 who is putting him through college. Aunt Serena, "a lady of the old 
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 to make this visit to her adored nephew under the mistaken impression 
 that he is about to receive the Fellowes prize for scholarship. Her 
 grief and chagrin when she learns that instead of the prize Robert 
 -has received "a pink card," which is equivalent to suspension for poor 
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 The Return of Hi Jinks 
 
 A comedy in four acts, by Marion Short, author of "The Varsity 
 Coach," "The Touch-Down," etc. 6 males, 8 females. Costumes 
 modern. One interior scene. 
 
 This comedy is founded upon and elaborated from a farce comedy 
 in two acts written by J. H. Horta, and originally produced at Tuft's 
 College. 
 
 Hiram Poj^nter Jinks, a Junior in Hoosic College (Willie Collier 
 jype), and a young moving picture actress (Mary Pickford type), are 
 the leading characters in this lively, modern farce. 
 
 Thomas Hodge, a Senior, envious of the popularity of Jinks, wishes 
 to think up a scheme to throw ridicule upoti him during a visit of 
 the Hoosic Glee Club to Jinks's home town. Jinks has obligingly acted 
 as a one-day substitute in a moving picture play, in which there is a 
 fire scene, and this gives Hodge his cue. He sends_ what seems to 
 be a bona fide account of Jink's heroism at a Hoosic fire to Jink's 
 home paper. Instead of repudiating his laurels as expected. Jinks 
 decides to take a flyer in fame, confirms the fake story, confesses to 
 being a hero and is adored) by all the girls, to the chagrin and dis- 
 comfiture of Hodge. Of course, the truth comes out at last, but 
 Jinks is not hurt thereby, and his romance with Mimi Mayflower 
 comes to a successful termination. 
 
 This is a great comedy for amateurs. It is full of funny situations 
 and is sure to please. Price, 30 Cents. 
 
 June 
 
 A most successful comedy-drama in four acts, by Marie Doran, 
 author of "The New Co-Ed," "Tempest and Sunshine," "Dorothy's 
 Neighbors," etc. 4 males, 8 females. One interior scene. Costumes 
 modern. Plays 2J4 hours. 
 
 This play has a very interesting group of young people. June is 
 an appealing little figure, an orphan living with her aunt. There are 
 a number of delightful, life-like characters: the sorely tried likeabh; 
 Mrs. Hopkins, the amusing, haughty Miss Banks of the glove depart- 
 ment, the lively Tilly and Milly, who work in the store, and ambitious 
 Snoozer; Mrs. Hopkins's only son, who aspires to be President of the 
 United States, but finds his real sphere is running the local trolley 
 car. The play is simplicity itself in the telling of an every-day story, 
 and the scenic requirements call for only one set, a room in the 
 boarding house of Mrs. Hopkins, while ati opportunity is afforded to 
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 Tempest and Sunshine 
 
 A comedy drama in four acts, by Marie Doran. 5 males and 3 
 females. One exterior and three interior scenes. Plays about 2 hours 
 
 Every school girl has revelled in the sweet simplicity and gentle- 
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