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LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 A Comedy- Drama 
 
 In Four Acts 
 
 BY 
 
 Lillian Mortimer 
 
 K 
 AUTHOR OF 
 
 'The City Feller," "The Road to the City," etc. 
 
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 T. S. DENISON & COMPANY 
 
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LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
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 Out of the darkness of poverty and suffering a 
 strange whim of circumstance brought Jacqueline 
 into her rightful inheritance. But the shadow of ferim 
 tragedy lurked always behind the bright curtain of 
 romance. How many ^irls would have faced their 
 enemies with the courafee of Little Miss Jack ? 
 
 cNOTICE 
 PRODUCTION OF THIS PLAY 
 ■*• is free to amateurs, but the sole 
 professional rights are reserved by 
 the author, who may be addressed 
 in care of the publishers. Motion 
 picture and fiction rights reserved. 
 
 COPYRIGHT, 1922 
 LILLL\N cMORTIMER 
 
 M 2A 1922 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 FOR SIX MEN AND FIVE WOMEN 
 
 THE CHARACTERS 
 
 {In the order in which they appear or speak.) 
 
 Maggie A Girl of the Bowery 
 
 JiMMiE With No Taste for "Woik" 
 
 Julia Trevors. . . .Who Has Been a Mother to Jack 
 
 Jacqueline Little Miss Jack 
 
 Doctor Carlyle A Successful Physician 
 
 Paul Sanborn His Assistant 
 
 Neena The Doctor's Adopted Daughter 
 
 Aunt Kathie The Doctor's Sister 
 
 Rider A Social Hanger-On 
 
 Drake A Justice of the Peace 
 
 Jones .■._j.,-.«.«ri»^ Of the Police 
 
 Place — New York City. ' 
 
 Time — The Present. 
 
 Time of Playing — About Txvo Hours. 
 
 SYNOPSIS OF SCENES 
 
 Act I. The tenement home of Juha Trevors in the 
 Bowery of New York City. Evening. 
 
 Act II. The hbrary in Dr. Carlyle's home in a 
 fashionable quarter of the city. An hour later. 
 
 Act hi. Same scene as Act II. Evening, four 
 months later. 
 
 Act IV. A miserable room in an east side tenement. 
 That night. 
 
 3 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 COSTUMES AND CHARACTERISTICS. 
 
 Maggie. Aged 17. An energetic, big hearted, gum 
 chewing, illiterate bowery girl who has her troubles 
 with Jimmie, her "steady." She is devoted to Jack, 
 and adores the Doctor. Shabby dress, shoes too large, 
 loud stockings, hair an exaggeration of the latest 
 mode, for Act I. Short, loud striped skirt that sags 
 in the back, loud hose and large white canvas shoes, 
 large white cotton gloves, bright beads and long, cheap 
 earrings, small hat with scraggly, drooping bright 
 feathers ; carries a ridiculous purse and chews gum ex- 
 citedly, for Act III. A long, loose, calico wrapper that 
 she can slip out of quickly ; small shawl worn over her 
 head; scraggly gray wig (a little large, to be easily 
 put on and removed) ; funny pair of old-fashioned cor- 
 sets ; long-sleeved, red flannel shirt and flannel or funny 
 striped petticoat, for Act IV. 
 
 Jimmie. Aged 21. A wide-awake, shrewd, happy- 
 go-lucky, impertinent boy of the bowery, whose chief 
 aim is to please "Mag" and avoid "woik." Light 
 trousers, belt, canvas shoes, all shabby and worn ; shirt 
 of flannel or muslin, open at the neck ; no collar or tie ; 
 cap pulled down over one eye, for Act I. Cheap, light 
 "store suit" of very loud pattern, and a little too small 
 for him ; high white collar that worries his ears ; red 
 neck ; red necktie ; purple socks ; white canvas shoes ; 
 stiff straw hat with bright ribbon band ; loud shirt with 
 great display of cuffs ; belt with flashy buckle, for 
 Acts III and IV. 
 
 Julia Trevors. Aged 36. A refined, handsome 
 woman whose face shows the struggle with poverty and 
 sickness. Her hair is prematurely gray, and she is 
 very pale. She may wear a shabby one-piece dress of 
 dark calico with a shawl around her shoulders, or a 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 shabby bathrobe ; black cotton stockings and worn house 
 shppers. (Can double as Aunt Kathie.) 
 
 Jack. Aged 16. A sweet, childlike girl, generous 
 and lovable ; bright and frank with her friends, but 
 shy with strangers ; devoted to Mrs. Trevors and fond 
 of Maggie and Jimmie ; in marked contrast with Neena, 
 she is quite ignorant of the world. Her first costume 
 includes a pair of jean jumpers or overalls; shabby 
 shoes ; gingham shirt and a boy's large straw hat, from 
 which she changes to a quaint, old fashioned dress with 
 a skirt that is too long ; white cotton hose and strapped 
 Slippers ; old-style hat or bonnet ; her hair hangs in 
 curls. She must look old fashioned, yet quaint and 
 sweet, in Act I. She wears this same costume in Act II 
 until she changes to a pretty evening gown of white, 
 with silver or white satin evening slippers and hose to 
 match. (There is a hole in the toe of her right stock- 
 ing, for business when Paul changes the slippers.) Low 
 necked, one-piece dress of black canton crepe, with 
 dainty white lace collar and cuffs; black silk hose and 
 satin slippers, for Act III. The same, with Neena's 
 cloak, for Act IV. 
 
 Doctor Carlyle. Aged 42. A handsome man, 
 with hair quite gray over the temples ; wears eyeglasses ; 
 rather gruff, but generous and kind hearted ; he devotes 
 half his time to attending the poor of the lower east 
 side. Business suit, somewhat worn ; cap or soft hat : 
 auto coat (optional), for Act I. Same for Act II. 
 Neater business suit for Acts III and IV. 
 
 Paul, Sanborn. Aged 24. A manly young fellow, 
 straightforward and honest ; is devoted to the doctor, 
 whom he admires immensely ; his heart goes out in sym- 
 pathy to Jack the moment he sees her. Dark business 
 suit with auto coat and cap, for Act I. Same for Act II. 
 Lighter business suit for Acts III and IV. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Neena. Aged 16. A worldly-wise, up-to-date girl, 
 selfish and heartless ; loves Paul and hates Jack ; is 
 determined to have her way, whatever the cost. Costly 
 hat and handsome auto coat for Act I, concealing pretty 
 dinner gown to make quick change for Act II ; satin 
 pumps or slippers ; silk hose. Removes coat and hat 
 after first exit in Act II. Fashionable afternoon frock, 
 under handsome long cloak or coat ; silk hose and 
 brocaded or satin slippers ; small hat ; bead bag or 
 fancy purse, for Act III. 
 
 Aunt Kathie. Aged 50. A dignified, aristocratic 
 woman with snow white hair, dressed in the latest mode. 
 A black or gray dinner gown, with diamond brooch, for 
 Act II. Handsome dinner gown for Act III. 
 
 Rider. Aged 30. A smooth, keen, man-about-town, 
 who seems always to have plenty of time and money; 
 is received in the best set, is popular with the women, 
 but is regarded by the men with suspicion : a rather 
 extravagant dresser. Light-colored business suit ; tan 
 shoes, hose and gloves, for Act II, Dark cutaway or 
 frock coat with gardenia in buttonhole ; gray trousers ; 
 silk hat ; gray gloves ; patent leather shoes ; gray spats 
 — or fashionable business suit with black derby — -for 
 Act III. Same, with top coat or auto coat, for Act IV. 
 
 Drake. Aged 50. Very disreputable looking; shifty- 
 eyed; unshaven; appears only once, and has but a few 
 lines to speak. Shabby shoes, suit and hat. (Can double 
 as Jones.) 
 
 Jones. Appears only once, and has no lines to 
 speak. May appear either as a uniformed policeman, 
 or as a plain clothes man with a badge. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 PERSONAL PROPERTIES 
 
 Maggie — Pillow, comforter, matches, lamp, chewing 
 gum, glass pitcher with water for Act I ; old crockery 
 pitcher with water for Act IV, gray wig, little shawl. 
 
 JiMMiE — Unloaded revolver. 
 
 Julia Trevoes — None. 
 
 Jack — An orange, a bundle of newspapers, silver 
 dollar, small bottle wrapped in paper and filled with 
 water for medicine, old-fashioned satchel, silver slippers, 
 nightgown, hose, comb, brush, tooth brush, white petti- 
 coat, etc., to pack in satchel, skein of yarn, small Bible. 
 
 Doctor — Cigars, medicine case, newspaper, water 
 pitcher and glass, paper powde-rs, pencil, small pad of 
 paper or notebook, glasses and handkerchief. 
 
 Paul, — None. 
 
 Neena — Purse. 
 
 Aunt Kathie — Brooch. 
 
 Rider — Matches, powder in paper, cigar, a roll of 
 paper money. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 ^/ Bedroom 
 Door 
 
 SCENE PLOT. 
 Act I. 
 
 Plain Interior Backing 
 
 |Hall Doorl- 
 
 Chalr D 
 
 r— 1 Rocking 
 '-' Chair 
 
 \ 
 
 Chair D 
 
 o 
 
 Pitcher \ 
 & Glass 
 
 Lamp 
 
 Right 
 
 Acts II and III. 
 
 Fa n cy Interior Backing 
 
 Left 
 
 Screen C:^ Q 
 VV Phone Chair 
 
 -\ Arch h 
 
 □ 
 
 ^,,„,, Chair Bookcase . ^_ 
 
 Table Library Tab le " 
 
 Flowers - I — ^O 1 I I >^ 
 
 _^/ Right Door | -— i Easy Left Door \^ 
 
 1 Chair "^ V*;. 
 
 <i7 / Settee 
 
 1 
 
 Right 
 
 Right 
 
 Act IV. 
 
 Rough Interior Backing 
 
 Platform 
 -[ Opening [- 
 
 -Steps; 
 
 String 
 
 Box^O □ 
 
 Left 
 
 Left 
 
 STAGE DIRECTIONS 
 
 Up stage means away from footlights ; down stage, 
 near footlights. In the use of right and left, the actor 
 is supposed, to be facing the audience. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 The First Act. 
 Scene : The tenement home of Julia Trevors in 
 the Bowery of New York City. A plain chamber inte- 
 rior, with a door left of center leading into the hall and 
 a door right leading to another room. Plain interior 
 hacking for each door. Everything indicates extreme 
 poverty. Down left of center is a cheap table with a 
 threadbare spread, and on it a lamp, a pitcher and a 
 drinking glass. At the right side of the table is a 
 kitchen chair. Another cheap chair is up right of 
 center, yiear the rear wall, and a rocking chair is down 
 near the right door. A ragged rug or two may be on 
 the hare floor. In the rocking chair there are several 
 pillows and a ragged comforter or blanket. 
 
 Lights: Up three-quarters until lamp is lighted. 
 Then up full. 
 
 • The rise of the curtain reveals Maggie arranging 
 the pillows and comforter in the rocking chair. 
 
 JiMMiE sneaks in the center door sheepishly. 
 
 JiMMiE. What ye doin', Mag? 
 
 Maggie {standing erect). Well, say! Where ye 
 ben all day? 
 
 Jimmie {guiltily). Me? 
 
 Maggie. Yes, you. What did you tell me, eh? Didn't 
 you say if I'd marry you you wouldn't make me no 
 more trouble? Didn't you? You said you'd get a re- 
 spectable job and be honest, didn't you? And here 
 you've ben gone all day, and come home lookin' like 
 a low-down sneak. What ye ben doin' — pickin' pockets ? 
 
 9 
 
^0 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 JiMMiE. Aw, say, Mag- — I've ben lookin' for woik. 
 
 Maggie. You can't lie to me. 
 
 JiMMiE. Honest, Mag. 
 
 Maggie. Then what ye lookin' so sneakin' about.? 
 
 JiMMiE. I ain't lookin' sneakin', Mag. 
 
 Maggie. You are, too. 
 
 JiMMiE. Mag, I was lookin' for honest woik. 
 
 Maggie. Yes, and prayin' ye wouldn't get it. 
 
 JiMMiE. Mag, I'm goin' to woik to-morrow. 
 
 Maggie. Jimmie Branagan ! 
 
 JiMMiE. Honest. Cross my heart. 
 
 Maggie. Where.? 
 
 Jimmie. Stein's sweat shop. 
 
 Maggie. How much you goin' to get? 
 
 Jimmie. Seventy-five cents a day. (Grins.) Great, 
 ain't it.? Workin' from seven a. m. till five p. m. for 
 seventy-five cents! 
 
 Maggie. Well, it's honest. 
 
 Jimmie {sneeringly) . Yes it is! 
 
 Maggie. Why ain't it? 
 
 Jimmie. I'd be honest. But it don't make de crooks 
 honest dat makes me woik for seventy-five cents a day. 
 
 Maggie. Ye see? I know you won't stay there. 
 {Cries.) 
 
 Jimmie, I'm goin' to give it a honest try, Mag. 
 Kin a guy do more? {Embraces her.) 
 
 Maggie. When do you begin? 
 
 Jimmie. To-mon-ow at seven a. m. Oh, mama ! 
 
 Maggie. Oh, Jimmie, I am glad. Save y'r money 
 and I'll save mine, and then we can be married when 
 we've saved fifty dollars. 
 
 Jimmie. Say, Mag. By dat time I'll have whiskers 
 down to here. {Points to knees.) 
 
 Maggie. Oh, poor Mrs. Trevors is waitin' to come 
 out here so' I kin make her bed. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 11 
 
 JiMMiE. How is she to-day? 
 
 Maggie. She ain't no better. She's sent for Doctor 
 Carlyle. 
 
 JiMMiE. Who's he? 
 
 Maggie. Why, he's the doctor that comes to see the 
 poor and don't charge nothing. 
 
 JiMMiE. A charity guy. 
 
 Maggie. Well, I think it's pretty kind of him, be- 
 lieve me. {Fixes chair.) I wanted to call him in long 
 ago, but Mrs. Trevors would have a fit. 
 
 JiMMiE. She's awful proud. 
 
 Maggie. You bet. She kept saying she'd get better, 
 but I knowed she wouldn't. Now I guess she's afraid. 
 She made me go to de comer and 'phome de doctor. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (calls faintly, off right). Maggie. 
 
 Maggie (calls). Yes, Mrs. Trevors, I'm comin'. 
 (Going right.) Jimmie! (Motions Jimmie to go, and 
 exits right door.) 
 
 Jimmie. Yep. (He starts to go out, but remains 
 standing awhwardly near center door.) 
 
 Maggie and Mrs. Trevors enter right. Maggie 
 leads Mrs. Trevors carefully, and seats her in the rock- 
 ing chair. Mrs. Trevors is very pale and weak. 
 
 Maggie. There. (Fixes pillow.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. What time is it, Maggie? 
 
 Maggie. It's about half-past-four, Mrs. Trevors. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. The doctor? 
 
 Maggie. Yes, ma'am. He said he'd be here by five. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. And Jackie? 
 
 Maggie. Jackie? (Mrs. Trevors nods her head 
 "yes.") Oh, she was in about two. You was sleepin'. 
 She sneaked in and kissed you. Then she had some 
 bread and butter and said, "Tell mother the papers are 
 sellin' fine." 
 
n LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. My poor little Jack. 
 
 Maggie (aside to Jimmie). Git out! (Jimmie 
 jumps.) I'll go in and shake up your bed, Mrs. 
 Trevors. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. How kind you are to me, Maggie. 
 I, can never repay you, I'm afraid. 
 
 Maggie. Ah, forgit it, Mrs. Trevors. I love to do 
 it. Ain't you ben kind to me? I'll go fix your bed. 
 
 (Looks at Jimmie, motions him '^get out" and exits 
 right door.) 
 
 Jimmie (coming down to Mrs. Trevors). How are 
 you, Mrs. Trevors.? Anyt'ing I kin do for ye.^* 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (smiles). You're a good boy, Jimmie. 
 
 Jimmie (embarrassed). Y&&, ma'am. I got a job. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors, Oh, I'm so glad. 
 
 Jimmie. Yes, ma'am. Next week, after I git me 
 wages, you kin have somet'ing good to eat. Some 
 peaches — and — and — pork chops — an' pie. Den you'll 
 soon be on your feet ag'in. What you need is a good 
 square meal to stick behind your gums. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (smiles faintly). Thank you, Jimmie. 
 But I'm afraid it is too late. Just the same, heaven 
 will bless you for all your kindness to me. 
 
 Jimmie. Yes, ma'am. Will you have a ice cream 
 cone.? (Mrs. Trevors shakes her head "no.'^) I kin 
 stand Dooley off for a lemon sody if ye t'ink you'd 
 like it. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (smiles). No, thank you, Jimmie. 
 
 Jimmie. Yes, ma'am. Anyt'ing else I kin do for ye? 
 (Backs to center door.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. No, thank you. 
 
 The center door opens suddenly and Jack comes in. 
 She closes the door as she speaks. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 13 
 
 Jack. Hello, Jimmie. (Sees Mrs. Trevors.) Oh, 
 mother! {Runs to and kneels beside her.) See what 
 I've brought you. Orange Ben, at the fruit store, gave 
 it to me. And look! (Holds up silver dollar.) A kind 
 old gentleman bought a paper, and he said, "Why do 
 you dress like a boy.'^" And I said, "Because jumpers 
 are cheaper than dresses." Then he told me to keep 
 the change. What shall I buy for you, dearest? 
 
 Jimmie (helpfully). Get some corn beef and cabbage. 
 
 Jack (scornfully). Corn beef and cabbage! Shall 
 I get some ice cream, mother .f* Oh, I know. We'll give 
 it to the doctor, eh, dearest.'^ 
 
 Jimmie (disgusted). Kin ye beat dat! (Sits in chair 
 near hall door.) 
 
 Jack. How white you are, mo'ther. Are you feeling 
 worse .P Oh, you will get better, won't you, dearest .f* 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Dear little Jack, I'm going to try 
 now to make up to you for all the years of misery and 
 hunger I've brought you to. You love me, don't you.'* 
 
 Jack. Love you, mother? Well I guess yes. You've 
 been the best and dearest mother in all the wide world. 
 (Hugs her.) 
 
 Maggie enters, right door. 
 
 Maggie. Hello, Jackie. Mrs. Trevors, do you want 
 to go back to your bed now? 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. No, Maggie. I'll stay here until the 
 doctor comes. 
 
 Jack. See, Maggie, what a kind old gentleman gave 
 me. (Holds up the silver dollar.) 
 
 Maggie. Gee ! A whole dollar ! 
 
 Jack. I'll tell the world. 
 
 Maggie. Jimmie Branagan ! Can't you find some- 
 ing to do? 
 
14 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Jim. Gee, Mag, can't you let me rest? I gotta woik 
 all day to-morrow. 
 
 Jack. Oh, Jimmie, are you going to work — honest? 
 JiMMiE. Yep. What do you know about it ! 
 Jack. Isn't that fine ! 
 Jimmie (disgusted). Great! 
 
 Dr. Carlyle Jcnocks at hall door. 
 
 Maggie. Sh! Dere's de doctor. (Jack jumps up. 
 ]\L\GGiE pushes Jimmie toward right.) Go on in dere. 
 Hurry up ! Mrs. Trevors wants to be alone wid de 
 doctor. 
 
 Jack. Must I go, too? Oh, can't I stay? 
 
 Maggie. No, no. Beat it. 
 
 (Jack and Jimmie exeunt, right door. Maggie opens 
 hall door.) 
 
 Dr. Carlyle, carrying his medicine case, steps in 
 briskly. Maggie closes the door. Lights gradually dim 
 to three-quarters. 
 
 Doctor {breezily). Am I in the right place? Does 
 Mrs. Trevors want to see me? {Puts his case on table.) 
 
 Maggie. Yes, sir. 
 
 Doctor (putting on glasses, sees Mrs. Trevors). 
 Ah, here we are, eh? 
 
 Maggie. Yes, sir. That's Mrs. Trevors. Call me 
 if you want me, sir. (Exits, right door.) 
 
 Doctor. Yes, my girl. (Brings chair down stage 
 and sits beside Mrs. Trevors.) Well, you don't look 
 very fit, but we'll soon remedy that. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Dr. Carlyle — you don't remember 
 me. (Shakes head sadly.) How time changes us. 
 
 T)oCTOR (thoughtfully) . Your face is familiar. Have 
 I — (trying to remember) . Trevors — your eyes — Why, 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 15 
 
 surely not — not — Julia Raymond? (Mrs. Trjevors 
 nods her head "e/^5.") 
 
 Doctor (^astonished). Julia Raymond ! Why, what 
 are you doing here? 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. It's a long, long story. I am dying. 
 James, I have sent for you to tell you what I never ex- 
 pected to tell a living soul. But it is for her sake — for 
 Jackie's sake. 
 
 Doctor (rises and crosses to table). Wait. {Takes 
 a powder from case, puts it in glass of water, crosses 
 and gives it to Mrs. Trevors.) Drink this, Julia. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors {drinks). Thank you, James. I am 
 dying, I know. James, you Avill forgive me — anything 
 — now. 
 
 Doctor. I am afraid it is I who should ask forgive- 
 ness, Julia. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. James, when you — threw me over — • 
 sixteen years ago, and married Ellen Marsh — I wanted 
 to die. Then I grew strong with hate, and wanted to 
 live. My one thought, day and night, was revenge. 
 
 Doctor. I — {Covers his face with hands.) I have 
 no excuse. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Ah, well, that is past and gone. I 
 must tell you why I sent for you. {Pause.) When your 
 baby was born — your little girl — 
 
 Doctor {rising quickly). Julia! 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Yes, it was I who stole her. 
 
 Doctor. You don't mean — ? 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Listen. Let me tell you while I have 
 the strength. (Doctor sinlis back into his chair.) I am 
 glad your wife died without knowing. Yes, I know you 
 put another child, a foundling, in your wife's arms; be- 
 cause the shock of the loss of her baby, had she known, 
 would have killed her. You saved me that awful re- 
 
16 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 morse. I know that your wife died five years ago a,nd 
 that you have raised the foundhng as your own. 
 
 Doctor. But my own baby.'' 
 
 Mks. Trevors. She is hving — here in tliis hovel. A 
 poor httle waif, uneducated, ill-clad — and hungry. Oh, 
 James, forgive me ! She believes me — she believes me 
 to be her mother. I have been kind to her, James. She 
 hasn't suffered — until the last two years. I want to give 
 her back to you. Ah, how you wall love her. (Pause.) 
 When I disappeared, I went to Mexico. I called myself 
 Mrs. Trevors. I kept in hiding until you gave up the 
 search, thinking the child dead. 
 
 Doctor. But I never connected the disappearance of 
 my child with your departure. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. No, I planned that well. Then my 
 health failed, and I wanted to — 
 
 Jack peeps in at right door. 
 
 Jack. Mother! Please, may I come in now. '^ {Runs 
 to Mrs. Trevors and kneels at her left.) Oh, mother, 
 are you worse.^* (Embraces her.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. No. No, dear, I'm better — much 
 better. 
 
 Jack (rises and turns to Doctor). Doctor, please 
 make my mother well again. I can give you a dollar 
 now. It's all we have (shows dollar). But some day 
 we will pay you. Mother and I will work together. It 
 won't take us long. Mother can sew beautifully ; can't 
 you, dearest .'' 
 
 Doctor. My dear, let me look at you. (Takes her 
 chin in his hands.) My— little — girl; my little girl. 
 (Wipes his eyes.) 
 
 Jack (seeing his tears). Oh — will she die.'^ Will my 
 mother die.'' Oh, no, no! Please — please, doctor! 
 (Clings to him.) 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 17 
 
 Maggie and Jimmie enter, right door. 
 
 Doctor. My dear, I will do all I can for your — 
 mother. (Pause.) So you love her, do you.'^ 
 
 Jack (^astonished). Love her? Everybody loves my 
 mother. She is so kind and good. (Crosses and puts 
 her arm around ]Mes. Trevors.) 
 
 Doctor (writes on pad). Here, dear, run to the 
 drug store on the corner and get this prescription filled 
 for me. (Gives her the paper.) 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. (Kisses Mrs. Trevors and exits 
 quickly into the hall, closing the door.) 
 
 Maggie. Shall I light the lamp for you, Mi's. Tre- 
 vors ? 
 
 (Jimmie is standing around awkwardly, looking on.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Yes, if you please, Maggie. Then 
 go home. You are tired and have to get up so early in 
 the morning to go to work. 
 
 Maggie. Oh, that's all right. (Lights lamp on table. 
 Stage lights up full.) I'll be over the first thing in the 
 morning, before I go to me work. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Thank you, Maggie. 
 
 Maggie. Oh, that's all right. (Aside to Jimmie.) 
 Get out! (Turns.) Good night, Mrs. Trevors. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Good night. 
 
 Maggie. Good night, doctor. 
 
 Doctor. Good night, my girl ; good night. 
 
 Jimmie (who has been stealing nervously down cen- 
 ter). Is dere anyt'ing I kin do for ye? 
 
 (Maggie grabs him by the arm and they exeunt into 
 hall. Doctor closes hall door.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. James, there Is no hope for me, I 
 know. (Doctor hesitates.) Don't be afraid to tell me 
 the truth. I can't last much longer. 
 
\S LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Doctor (seriously). No. No, Julia. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. I am glad. {Sighs.) I'm tired — so 
 tired. The struggle has been a long one. You won't 
 let Jackie forget me.'' I want you to take her to-night. 
 Will you, James .-^ I don't want her to be here when — 
 you understand. 
 
 Doctor. Yes. And I'll take you where you will re- 
 ceive proper care. 
 
 Mrs, Trevors, It will not be necessary, James. I 
 shall — soon — go — now. 
 
 Jack enters, running, from the hall. 
 
 Jack, Was I gone long? Here it is, (Gives bottle 
 to Doctor and closes hall door.) 
 
 (Doctor crosses to table and fixes medicine, putting 
 a spoonful in a little water.) 
 
 Mrs, Trevors, Jackie. 
 
 Jack, Yes, mother, 
 
 Mrs. Trevors, The doctor says I must go to a 
 hospital. 
 
 Jack (in alarm). Oh, dearest! 
 
 Mrs. Trevors, I shall get every care, dear. You 
 are to go home with the doctor, and — stay there until 
 - — I am better. Will you go.'' 
 
 Jack, I may come to see you,'' 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Yes, Jackie. 
 
 Doctor (crosses to center). Will you come to my 
 home, dear — for a while.'' 
 
 Jack. Have you a daughter, sir.f* 
 
 Doctor. Yes, I have — a daughter. She is waiting 
 for me now. 
 
 Jack, That pretty girl in the automobile down- 
 stairs.? 
 
 Doctor. Yes. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 19 
 
 Jack. Is that her brother with her? 
 
 Doctor. No. He is a friend of the family. He's 
 studying medicine and Hves with me. 
 
 Jack. I like him. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Will you go and get ready now, 
 dear ? 
 
 Jack. Oh, mother! (Throws arms around ^Irs. 
 Trevors.) I don't want to leave you. Oh, not to-night, 
 dearest. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. You have always obeyed me, Jackie. 
 Remember, I always do what is best for my little girl. 
 Don't make it too hard for me, dear. 
 
 Jack. No, no, dearest. I'll go; I'll go. (Kisses her 
 and exits, right door.) 
 
 (Mrs. Trevors sinks back into chair, exhausted.) 
 
 Doctor (gets medicine in glass). Here, Julia. Drink 
 this. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (drinks). You forgive me, James? 
 
 Doctor. Yes, Julia. It is useless to regret. But I 
 wish — 
 
 Mrs. Trevors (eagerly). Yes.? 
 
 Doctor. I wish we could begin our lives where we 
 parted. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. You mean — "? 
 
 Doctor. I mean, that I realized, when it was too 
 late, that — I loved you. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. James ! 
 
 Doctor. Julia. (Takes her hand.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Dear friend. On the verge of the 
 grave, "Thou spreadest a table before me — my cup run- 
 neth over." I shall pass through the valley of the 
 shadow — on wings of happiness. (Leans her head back 
 on chair and smiles.) 
 
20 ^ LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Paul knocks on hall door. Doctor crosses and 
 opens the door quietly. Paul steps just inside. 
 
 Doctor. Hello, Paul. 
 
 Paul {quietly). Hello, governor. I thought I might 
 be of some help, jou were gone so long. 
 
 Neena appears in the hall doorway, steps in and looks 
 around disgustedly. 
 
 Neena (loudly). For pity's sake, papa — 
 
 Doctor. Sh! 
 
 Neena. What in the world is keeping you so long.? 
 It's nearly dinner time. I'm hungry. 
 
 Doctor. Paul, step to the drug store on the corner 
 and phone to Rene to send over a taxi. 
 
 Paul (aside to him, looking at Mrs. Trevors). Hos- 
 pital.'* 
 
 Doctor. Yes. 
 
 Paul. Yes, sir. (Exits quickly into hall, closing 
 hall door as he goes.) 
 
 Neena. Papa, have we got to wait until — 
 
 Doctor (coolly). When Paul returns, you may go 
 home with him. I must go to the hospital. 
 
 Neena (pettishly). Oh, dear! That's always the 
 way— 
 
 Doctor. Be quiet. 
 
 Jack enters, right door, dressed in a quaint, old-fash- 
 ioned gown; she carries a little old-fashioned satchel and 
 wears a quaint little hat. 
 
 Jack. Here I am. (Sees Neena and stops suddenly.) 
 Oh. 
 
 Doctor. My dear, are you ready .'^ 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. (Crosses to left of Mrs. Trevors.) 
 Mother dearest. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 21 
 
 Doctor. Neena, I am going to take this little girl 
 home with me, and I want jou — - 
 
 Neena {aghast). Why, Papa Carlyle ! Take her 
 home with you? Aunt Kathie will be furious. {This is 
 said in an aside to Doctor. Mrs. Trevors and Jack 
 do not hear it.) 
 
 Doctor {qui'etly) . My sister will do as I say, Miss. 
 {Turns to Mrs. Trevors.) Mrs. Trevors, this is my — 
 daughter. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors {holding out her hand). How do 
 you do, my dear. 
 
 Neena {not noticing hand, says shortly). How do 
 you do. 
 
 Doctor. Neena {loarningly) , this is Jackie. I am 
 sure you will do all you can to make this little girl feel 
 that she is in her own home. 
 
 Jack {crosses to Neena). I'm so glad to know you. 
 I think you are so pretty — I shall just love to be with 
 you. 
 
 Neena {coolly). Thanks awfully. {To Doctor.) 
 Am I to take her in the car with me? 
 
 Doctor. Will you go home with Neena, Jackie? 
 
 Jack {disappointed, at Neena's manner, crosses to 
 Mrs. Trevors), Shall I, mother? 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Yes, dear. 
 
 Jack {trying to keep back the tears). Shall I see 
 you the first thing in the morning? 
 
 Mrs. Trevors {with an ejfort). Yes, dear. 
 
 Doctor {to Jack). Your mother will be so comfort- 
 able, in a nice white bed, with a kind nurse to wait on 
 her, and I shall stay by her bedside until morning. 
 {Crosses to hall door and opens it.) 
 
 Jack {wiping her eyes, tries to smile). Good night, 
 dearest. {Embraces Mrs. Trevors.) 
 
22 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. Good night, my baby. Be a good 
 girl — always. Mother loves you. (Kisses and embraces 
 Jack.) I shall soon — be — quite well. 
 
 Jack (bravely^. Yes, mother. 
 
 Paul enters from the hall. 
 
 Paul {to Doctor). All right, governor; be here in 
 twenty minutes. 
 
 Neena {terribly bored). Well, are we ready.'' 
 
 Doctor. Paul, this little girl is going home to stay 
 with Neena for a few days. {Aside.) You understand. 
 {To Jack.) This is Mr. Paul Sanborn, my dear. 
 
 Paul {crosses to Jack and says heartily). I am sure- 
 ly happy to meet you. {Shakes hands with Jack.) 
 Well, shall we go.? 
 
 Neexa. We shall be too late for dinner if we don't 
 go at once. 
 
 Doctor. Yes ; run along. 
 
 Jack {to Mrs. Trevors). Good night, dearest. I 
 will be brave. {They embrace.) 
 
 Mrs. Trevors. God keep you, my baby. Good night. 
 
 (Paul crosses to Jack in sympathy, takes her left 
 hand, to lead her up to the hall door. Neena exits into 
 the hall. Jack turns, blinded with tears, as Paul gent- 
 ly guides her. Paul picks up Jack's satchel and ieads 
 her out into the hall. When Jack has gone, Mrs. Tre- 
 vors sinks back in her chair. Doctor closes hall door 
 and crosses down to Mrs. Trevors.) 
 
 Doctor {cheerfully). Courage, Julia! You will 
 soon be on the road to recovery ( takes her hand, sits in 
 chair facing her), where we will join hands and begin 
 life all over again — God willing. 
 
 Mrs. Trevors {looks into his face and smiles faintly).. 
 God willing! 
 
 Curtain. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 The Second Act. 
 
 Scene : Tlve library in Dr. Carlylc's home in a fash- 
 ionable quarter of the city. An hour later. Library or 
 drateing room interior, with arched opening or open 
 double doorway center, and doors right and down left. 
 Fancy backing for each of the three openings. There 
 is a booh case against the rear wall, left. Between the 
 bookcase and the center arch stands a chair. Close to 
 the rear wall, near the right corner, stands a folding 
 screen. Between the screen and the center arch is a chair. 
 A small table stands against the rear wall, between screen 
 and chair. On it are a telephone, a writing pad and 
 a pencil. About halfway down center is a long, luxuri- 
 ous settee, facing the audience. Back of it is a library 
 table with a vase of ftoxvers. An easy chair is a little 
 further up stage, about midway between the table and 
 the left door. A handsome rug is on the floor, and the 
 balance of the room decorations all combine to indicate 
 a home of wealth and good taste. 
 
 Lights: Up full throughout the Act. 
 
 No one is on the stage when the curtain rises. Aunt 
 Kathie enters from the right, goes up to the center 
 arch and looks off to the left. 
 
 Aunt K. (speaking to someone in the hall). Well; 
 what In the world has detained you? Dinner has been 
 waiting for an hour. 
 
 Neena enters center arch, from the left, followed by 
 Jack. Neena pays as little attention as possible to 
 Jack. 
 
 23 
 
24 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Neena. I can't help it. 
 
 Aunt K. {sees Jack). Well, Avhat on earth! 
 
 Neena {going right). Some more of papa's phil- 
 anthropy. 
 
 Aunt K. {aside to Neena). He isn't going to keep 
 her here.^ 
 
 'Seeis! A {removing 7ier gloiws). Yes, indeed. 
 
 Aunt K. Mercy on us ! 
 
 Neena. I am going in to dinner. 
 
 Aunt K. {uncertain). Do you think we ought to— 
 
 Neena. Let her eat with the servants. {Exits, right 
 door.) 
 
 Aunt K. Wait here, little girl. I'll send a maid to 
 you. You shall have 3rour dinner in a little while. Are 
 you hungry? 
 
 Jack {meeMy). Yes, I am a little hungry. 
 
 Aunt K. Well, sit down. {Exits, right door.) 
 
 Jack sits quietly in the chair by the bookcase with 
 her little satchel in her lap. Rider enters briskly, center 
 arch, from the left; sees Jack and stops suddenly. 
 
 Rider {surprised). Hello! 
 
 Jack {friendly). Hello. {Smiles.) 
 
 Rider {interested). Waiting for something .? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir ; my dinner. 
 
 Rider {laughs). Well, what do you know about that. 
 Haven't you had your dinner.? 
 
 Jack. Not yet, sir. 
 
 Rider {puzzled). Have you an appointment with 
 the doctor.? 
 
 Jack. I — I didn't see any, sir. 
 
 Rider {thinks she is kidding him at first). I mean, 
 do you want to see the doctor.? 
 
 Jack, Oh, yes. I like him, don't you.? 
 
 Rider. Yes, indeed. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 25 
 
 Jack. He is with my mother now. 
 
 Rider. Is your mother iU? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. But the doctor is going to cure 
 her. He is very clever. Mother is going to the hospital 
 and I have come here for a visit. 
 
 Rider. The deuce you say ! Excuse me. So you 
 are here for a little visit, eh? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. 
 
 Rider. Well, where are the folks.'' 
 
 Jack. They are at dinner. 
 
 Rider (laughs). By jove! You are from the east 
 side, aren't you? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. 
 
 Rider. Have you lived in New York long? 
 
 Jack. Two years, sir. 
 
 Rider. So your mother is ill, eh? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. (Each "yes, sir" is said with a dif- 
 ferent inflection, for comedy.) 
 
 Rider. Is your father living? 
 
 Jack. I never had a father, sir. 
 
 Rider. Hm. Any brothers? 
 
 Jack. No, sir. 
 
 Rider. What do you do for a living? 
 
 Jack. Sell papers, sir. 
 
 Rider (astonished). Sell papers! (Eyes her criti- 
 cally.) You're not a bad looking girl. (Goes to her.) 
 
 Jack. No, sir. 
 
 Rider. Eh? (Laughs.) Well, you're all right. 
 How would you like to have dinner with me? Are you 
 hungry? 
 
 Jack. Yes, sir. 
 
 Rider. That's the way to talk. Well, I know of a 
 nice little place. You come with me and — 
 (Jack rises quickly and starts trustfully with Rider.) 
 
26 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Paul enters, center arch, from the left, and takes in the 
 situation. 
 
 Paul,. Hello, Jack. Where are you going? 
 
 Rider. Hello, Paul. Why, I was going to take her 
 out for something to eat. {Laughs, embarrassed.) 
 Poor kid's hungry. She doesn't seem to be very wel- 
 come here. 
 
 Paul {coolly). She's a guest of the doctor's. I 
 think they will attend to her dinner, Rider. 
 
 Rider {with an indifferent shrug). Oh, sure. 
 
 Aunt Kathie enters, right door, crosses to Rider 
 and shakes hands warmly. 
 
 Aunt K. Oh, how do you do, Mr. Rider. Paul, 
 have you had your dinner? (To Jack.) Go in to your 
 dinner, child. Go right through that way — {points, 
 right, to the kitchen.) 
 
 Jack. Yes, ma'am. {Picks up satchel and starts 
 right.) 
 
 Aunt K. Oh, for mercy's sake, don't take that. 
 {Takes satchel from Jack and puts it on the table 
 where it is visible to the atidience. Jack exits, right 
 door.) 
 
 Paul {crosses, right, and looks after Jack). Poor 
 little devil. 
 
 Aunt K. What in the world is James thinking of, to 
 send that girl here ! 
 
 Paul. She seems to be a lovable kid. 
 
 Rider {goes center, at left of Aunt K.). Not a bad 
 looking girl if she had some decent togs. 
 
 Paul {looks quickly at Rider). The doctor will look 
 out for her. 
 
 Rider {smiles). Oh, sure; sure. 
 
 Aunt K. Well, I think it is absurd. 
 Neena enters, right door, as Aunt K. speaks. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 27 
 
 Neena. What is absurd? Oh, how do you do, Mr. 
 Rider. {Crosses up center to Rider.) 
 
 Rider. We were speaking of your father's new 
 protege. 
 
 Neena. Isn't it ridiculous ! 
 
 Jack enters, right door. She looks very forlorn. 
 
 Aunt K. {to Jack), Well, couldn't you find the 
 kitchen ? 
 
 Jack. Oh, yes, thank you. It's a beautiful kitchen. 
 
 Neena {sarcastically) . Glad you like it. {Laughs.) 
 
 Aunt K. Why didn't you eat your dinner.? 
 
 Jack. I couldn't eat anything. {About to cry.) 
 
 Aunt K. {to Neena). Neena, Jane is busy. You 
 take her to her room ; the little west room. 
 
 Neena {laughs). I've got a job. So nice to be 
 useful. {Crosses to center arch.) Follow me, me lady! 
 {Exits, center and right. Jack crosses up stage after 
 Neena; looking over her shoulder, she smiles at Paul 
 as she exits, center and right.) 
 
 Aunt K. The doctor has the queerest ideas. 
 Doctor enters, center, from the left. 
 
 Doctor. How are you, Rider. 
 
 Rider. How are you, doctor. 
 
 Doctor {coldly). Pretty tired, Rider. 
 
 Aunt K. Have you had dinner.? 
 
 Doctor. I don't want any. {Crosses down left.) 
 Well, Paul — she's gone, 
 
 Paul. Gone! {Crosses to left.) 
 
 Doctor. Yes, Mrs. Trevors died before we reached 
 the hospital. 
 
 Paul. Gee, that's too bad. {Pause.) And the poor 
 kid is left alone. 
 
28 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Doctor. No, sir; not alone. She has me, hasn't she.'' 
 
 Paul. She has, sir. {Crosses up left.) 
 
 Doctor. Kathie, I want to see you alone after I 
 brush up. (Crosses to door, left.) Oh, don't tell the 
 child to-night. (Exits, left door.) 
 
 Neena enters, center, from the right. 
 
 Neena (laughing). Well, you should have seen her. 
 My, what a little dumbbell ! An evening gown of mine 
 was lying on my bed, and as we passed the room she 
 saw it. She just stood transfixed and clasped her hands 
 in ecstasy. 
 
 Rider (laughs). Just like a woman. 
 
 Neena. I don't believe she had ever seen an evening 
 gown before, so I told her to put it on with my slippers 
 and come down. She was delighted! I'll bet a box of 
 chocolates she puts it on upside down. Aunt Kathie, 
 send her to the music room when she comes (crosses to 
 right door) and we'll have some fun with her. Come 
 on, boys. (Exit, right door, followed hy Rider and 
 Paul.) 
 
 Doctor enters, left door. 
 
 Doctor. Well, Kathie, did my little protege surprise 
 you.? 
 
 Aunt K. (crossing down to right of table). James, 
 have you lost your senses ? 
 
 Doctor. No, Kathie, I've found them. Well, what 
 do you think of her.'' (Stands with hands thrust deep 
 in trousers pockets.) 
 
 Aunt K. What do I think of her! James, you're 
 absurd. Surely you don't intend to keep her liere. What 
 do you know of her.? Who is she.? 
 
 Doctor. Do you remember Julia Raymond.? 
 
 Aunt K. Julia Raymond? Yes. (Sits at right end 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 29 
 
 of settee.) The pretty, dark haired girl you were en- 
 gaged to before you married Ellen. You quarreled, 
 didn't you? You were awfully in love with her, Jim. 
 
 Doctor. It was she who died to-night. 
 
 Aunt K. James! And that child who has just left 
 us is — ? 
 
 Doctor, Yes. She stole our baby, Kathie, and w^ent 
 to Mexico, but came back two years ago, dying. And 
 to-night has given my little girl back to me. 
 
 Aunt K. Oh, the wicked woman ! But tell me — 
 
 Doctor. I can't talk any more to-night, Kathie. I 
 want you to tell Neena — tell her that I am going to 
 adopt the girl. I'm afraid it would hurt her too much 
 to tell her the truth just now. {Crosses, to Aunt K. 
 and puts his hands on her shoulders.) Be good to my 
 little girl, Kathie. 
 
 Aunt K. I will, James. {Pats Doctor's hand.) 1 
 will be good to her! {Wipes her eyes, rises and exits, 
 right door.) 
 
 Doctor lights a cigar and puffs slowly. Paul enters, 
 right door. 
 
 Paul. Ready for me, governor.'' 
 
 Doctor. Come in in about half an hour, Paul. 
 {Crosses and exits slowly, left door.) 
 
 Paul. Yes, sir. {Stands right of table.) 
 Jack peeps in center arch from the right. 
 
 Jack {mysteriously). Sst ! Sst! 
 
 Paul {turns quickly and looks toward arch, sur- 
 prised). Hello. {Crosses to center in front of table 
 and couch.) 
 
 (Jack steals in mysteriotisly. Her hands are behind 
 her hack. She wears a handsome ezfening gown, hut 
 has her awkward big street shoes on. She crosses down 
 left to Paul and whispers in his ear.) 
 
30 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Paul (laughs). Need some help, eh? Can't get 
 them on? 
 
 (Jack shows high-heeled French evening slippers 
 which she has had behind her back. She whispers again 
 and turns her back to Paul.) 
 
 Paul (is embarrassed). Oh! Yes, sure — certainly. 
 (He fastens her dress in the back, very awkwardly, be- 
 coming confused with the fasteners, etc.) Now for the 
 slippers. (He lifts her and seats lier on the table and 
 pulls off her shoe, showing a hole in toe of stocking.) 
 
 Jack. Oh! It pecked through, didn't it? (She sits 
 facing the audience.) 
 
 Paul (laughs). Looks like it. Never mind; we'll 
 fix that. (Puts the slipper on, as he kneels on the 
 couch.) 
 
 Jack. The other's quite good. (Paul takes off the 
 other slipper.) Mother gave it to me. It don't quite 
 match, but mother couldn't use it because the mate to 
 it was all in. 
 
 Paul (laughs; puts on the other slipper). There 3'ou 
 are. (Crosses left up to table beside Jack.) 
 
 Jack. Oh, thank you. (Looks admiringly at slip- 
 pers.) And isn't this dress too beautiful! (Smooths 
 dress.) I never — never — ever saw anything so just 
 beautiful. Don't you love it? 
 
 Paul (leans toward her, looks lovingly into her face 
 and says). Yes, I do — just love it. 
 
 Jack (impetuously) . If I were rich I'd have a new one 
 for every single day. (Considers.) No; no, I wouldn't 
 • — because it would make me feel sad to think of all the 
 poor children on the east side who never have any pretty 
 things at all and who are often so hungry and cold. 
 But oh, I do wish they could all have plenty to eat and 
 lots of pretty clothes to wear. Don't you? 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 31 
 
 Paul. I do, indeed, Jackie. 
 
 Jack (smiles into his face). Do you know, I like you 
 better than anyone I ever knew excepting my mother — 
 and the doctor — and Maggie — and Jimmie. 
 
 Paul (seriously). And do you know, I like you 
 better than anyone in the world — excepting my mother. 
 (Leans tenderly toward her.) 
 
 Neena enters, right door, and stands amazed. 
 Neena. My! What a pretty picture! (Laughs 
 shrilly.) So this is the reason we have no time for the 
 music room. (Quoting.) "We have an engagement 
 with father." (Turns to Jack, angrily.) Go to your 
 room and take off my dress, do you hear.'' How dare 
 you! 
 
 (Jack, frightened, remains seated on the table.) 
 
 Paul (lifts her off table, left). Go to your room, 
 Jackie. (Leads her to arch). It's all right, Jackie; 
 it's all right. 
 
 Jack exits quickly, center and right. 
 
 Neena (walking back and forth angrily). The mis- 
 erable little east side pauper! The little beggar! 
 
 Paul (shocked). Neena. (Goes left of table.) 
 
 Neena (kneeling on right end of settee). Clothes do 
 make a difference. Tliey've turned the little mud hen 
 into a bird of paradise — almost. (Laughs, then says 
 quickly:) Do you think she's pretty.-^ 
 
 Paul (smiles). I think she's a very sweet child. 
 
 Neena. Child I She's sixteen ; as old as I am. 
 
 Paul. But you're a child, Neena. 
 
 Neena. But not a sweet child, eh? (Sits on 
 settee.) She's a simple little idiot. And just because 
 she wore a pretty gown, you stood looking at her like a 
 small boy at a pastry window. 
 
32 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Paul {laughing). Neena! 
 
 Neena (rises.) Oh, you did! Your eyes stuck out 
 so, I could have knocked them off with a stick. 
 
 Paul. Neena ! 
 
 Neena. Oh, don't "Neena" me. Yes, I am jealous — 
 jealous! I love you — and you know I do. And you 
 have led me on to think that you cared for me — you 
 have, you have I And now I see you looking at this 
 girl as if — as if — 
 
 Paul. Neena, please ! Why, I have never led you 
 to believe that I cared for you more than as a friend. I 
 am studying with your father, and — • 
 
 Neena. I Avon't have it ! I won't ! I won't ! You 
 did care for me, and now this — nobody — this — 
 
 Paul. Hush, Neena. Don't be silly. 
 
 Doctor (calls off left). Paul! 
 . Paul. Yes, sir. 
 
 Doctor. I'm ready for you. 
 
 Paul. Coming, sir. (Crosses left). Be sensible, 
 Neena. _ (Exits quickly, left door). 
 
 Neena walks tup and down excitedly. Aunt Kathie 
 enters, right door. She carries a brooch in her hand, 
 unseen by the audience. 
 
 Aunt K. Neena; Neena. Why, what in the world 
 is the matter with you.'' 
 
 Neena. Oh, that girl — that girl! 
 
 Aunt K. Listen, Neena. Your father is going to 
 adopt — legally adopt her. 
 
 Neena (stops in astonishment). What! 
 
 Aunt K. Sh ! 
 
 Neena (quietly). Adopt — that — that girl.? Adopt 
 her.? And keep her here in the same house with me? 
 
 Aunt K. That's what the doctor says, so you must 
 make the best of it. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 33 
 
 Neena. What is father thinking of, Aunt Kathie? 
 But I won't have it. Do you hear, Aunt Kathie? I 
 won't have it! 
 
 Rider enters, right door. 
 
 Rider. Well, by jove! I can't amuse myself any 
 longer. 
 
 Aunt K. (drops brooch as she crosses to right door). 
 Come in and talk to Neena, Mr. Rider. I must go and 
 do some chores for the doctor. (Exits, right door.) 
 
 Rider. Where is the charming little east-sider .f' I 
 thought you said she was going to dress up for us. 
 
 Neena. Oh, you were too slow as usual. Rider. You 
 missed the parade. 
 
 Rider (in mock disappointment). No! I know she 
 would look ripping in one of those evening gowns of 
 yours. Miss Neena. 
 
 Neena. Oh, positively. (Crosses left.) And you're 
 not the only one who thinks so. But fear not, old dear, 
 we shall see a great deal of that person from now on. 
 
 Rider. Indeed.'' 
 
 Neena. Prepare for much joy. Father is going to 
 adopt her. 
 
 Rider (astonished). No! 
 
 Neena. Yes. 
 
 RiDfcR. But what's the big idea.'' By jove! That 
 will rather put your nose out of joint, Neena. A sister, 
 eh.? 
 
 Neena. Yes, our little Cinderella ! Oh, I could choke 
 her! 
 
 Rider (laughs). As bad as that.? 
 
 Neena. Yes, as bad as that ! 
 
 Rider. That i s bad. Paul seems to admire the little 
 thing. (Sits on corner of table.) 
 
 Neena. Have you noticed it, too.? 
 
34 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Rider. It is very evident. Well, she's a pretty girl. 
 (Neena looks at Mtti quickly.) I could love you, 
 Neena. Of course, I know Paul has your heart. But 
 this girl — 
 
 Neena {fiercely, leaning close to Rider). Take her 
 away from here, Rider. 
 
 Rider (laughs). Where do you get those clever 
 ideas, Neena .^ 
 
 Neena. I'm in earnest. I'll not have my life spoiled 
 by that brat. It's only a whim of father's. If she 
 were disgraced, that would be the end of it. You are 
 so clever- — help me ! 
 
 Rider. Thanks for the compliment. But what could 
 I do? 
 
 Neena. Oh, don't pretend ! I know all about you — 
 your reputation. 
 
 Rider. Thanks again. And what do you know.? 
 
 Neena. That you are — clever. Live by your wits, 
 cards and — and — I can pay you — lots. 
 
 Rider. I'm afraid you've been in bad company, 
 Neena. 
 
 Neena. Oh, I'm not a ninny. I keep my eyes and 
 ears open. Our set is no worse than any other. The 
 girls nowadays aren't the goody-goody prunes and 
 prisms of our grandmothers' day. We don't faint at 
 the approach of a cockroach. 
 
 Rider (amused). 1 rather think not. 
 
 Neena (stops, crosses and picks up the diamond 
 brooch that Aunt Kathie has dropped by right door). 
 Aunt Kathie's ! (Her eyes travel up center to where 
 Jack's* satchel is. Rider gives her a look of sugges- 
 tion. She acts frightened, then crosses quickly up stage 
 right, opens Jack's satchel, drops brooch into it, closes 
 satchel and crosses quickly down to right.) I've begun. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 35 
 
 You finish it. (Exits quickly, right door. Rider fol- 
 lows her out.) 
 
 After short pause. Jack peeps through arch from 
 right. She still wears the evening gown. She opens 
 her satchel and takes out a nightgown. The brooch 
 drops to the floor. She picks it up, surprised, looks 
 around, suspiciously/, crosses, puts it on the center table, 
 and crosses back to satchel. 
 
 Doctor (speaks off left). All right, my boy. 
 
 Jack quickly hides the nightgown behind her back. 
 Doctor and Paul enter, left door. When Jack sees 
 them she backs guiltily out center arch, and exits to the 
 right. 
 
 Doctor (after seeing her go). What was she doing.? 
 Paul (laughs). I don't know. 
 
 Aunt Kathie enters, right door. 
 
 Aunt K. (to Neena, who follows her). I am sure I 
 wore it to-night. I have looked everywhere for it. I 
 am positive. 
 
 Neena enters, right door. 
 
 Neena. It surely is strange. 
 
 Rider enters, right door. 
 
 Rider. Quite so. 
 
 Doctor. Why, what have you lost.'' 
 
 Aunt K. (looking around the floor). My diamond 
 brooch. 
 
 Paul (exchanges a startled glance with Doctor). 
 Are you sure you have lost it.? 
 
 Aunt K. I can't find it anywhere. I always wear it 
 in the evening, and I know I had it on to-night. 
 
 Neena. Yes, Aunt Kathie, I saw it. 
 
36 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Rider. It must be about somewhere. There isn't 
 anyone here who would take it. 
 
 Neena. One should be careful whom one takes into 
 the bosom of the family. 
 
 Doctor. Neena! (To Aunt Kathie.) Call Jackie. 
 
 Aunt K. (surprised). James! 
 
 Doctor (emphatically). Call the child. 
 
 (Aunt Kathie exits, center arch, to the right.) 
 
 Doctor (to Neena). How dare you try to put such 
 a slur upon the child. ^ 
 
 Neena. Well, if it's true, why try to hide it.^^ Are 
 you afraid, papa.? 
 
 Doctor. No, miss. I am not afraid. 
 
 Neena. This girl seems to have hypnotized you all. 
 Why, she's only a little gutter snipe — a. girl of the 
 slums. What can one expect.'* 
 
 Doctor. Not much from her, perhaps, poor girl. 
 But from you, Neena — I expected more. 
 
 Neena. Well, if she is honest she can prove it, and 
 no harm is done. 
 
 Aunt Kathie enters, center arch, from the right, fol- 
 lowed by Jack. 
 
 Doctor. Jackie, my sister has missed a diamond 
 brooch, 
 
 Neena. Wait! (Crosses quickly up stage, gets 
 Jack's satchel and opens it.) Perhaps it is here. 
 (Reaches in, can't find it, crosses down right, pulling 
 things out frantically.) 
 
 Jack (quietly, as she crosses down left). No, it is not 
 there — now. (Neena drops satchel.) Someone put it 
 in my satchel, but I found it there, and put it on the 
 table. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 37 
 
 Paul {who has been standing by the table, picks up 
 brooch). And here it Is! 
 
 Positions. 
 
 Aunt K. (center). 
 
 Rider, Neena (right). Paul, Jack, Doctor (left). 
 
 Curtain. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 The Third Act. 
 
 Scene : Same as Act II. It is evening, four months 
 later. The flowers have been removed from the center 
 table, and in their place is a library lamp, lighted. A 
 hassock or footstool is down center, in front of the 
 
 settee. 
 
 Lights: Up full throughout the Act. 
 
 When the curtain rises. Jack is found seated for- 
 lornly on the hassock. She is wearing mourning. A 
 skein of yarn is in her lap. She wipes her eyes. There 
 is a pause, and then Paul enters briskly through cen- 
 ter arch, from the left. Seeing Jack, he crosses to her 
 down left. 
 
 Paul (gayly). Good afternoon, Jacqueline. Did 
 you notice I called you Jacqueline.'' (Jack smiles 
 sadly and nods her head ''yes.") Come, come, (sits on 
 settee) this will never do. Why, you'll spoil your eyes 
 and just ruin your complexion and — and — do all sorts 
 of damage. (Seriously.) My dear little friend (takes 
 her hand in his), if the dead can see us — you know that 
 your mother is happy to have you here among friends 
 who love you. Come, now — smile. (Jack smiles 
 faintly.) That's right. What have we here.? (Picks 
 up skein of yarn from Jack's lap.) Ah, you have 
 promised Aunt Kathie that you'd wind this for her, eh? 
 Well, come on, I'll help you. Let me see. I used to do 
 this for my mother when I was a kid. (Puts skein on 
 Jack's hands). There you are! Is that it.'' What is 
 Miss Kathie going to make with this.'' (Winds yarn 
 
 38 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 39 
 
 into a ball.) A — what-you-may-call-it — a hug-me- 
 tight, eh? 
 
 Jack (smiles and nods her head "yes"). My mother 
 made me a httle red one, but I lost it. (Sits on couch 
 at Paul's right.) 
 
 Paul. My mother made me a scarf when I was a 
 kid — and mittens. I was always wearing one new mit- 
 ten, for as fast as she'd make one to replace the one 
 I'd lost, I'd lose the other one. (Laughs.) Are >fou 
 coming to see my mother some day, Jack.'' 
 
 Jack. I'd love to. 
 
 Paul. And she'd love to have you. She would love 
 you, Jackie. 
 
 Jack. And I know I'd love her. 
 
 Paul. Jackie — do you think you could love the son.^" 
 (Smiles.) For his mother's sake.'' 
 
 Jack. You? (Paul nods his head "yes.") Why, I 
 do love you. 
 
 Paul (surprised). You do? (Jack nods her head 
 "yes.") And I love you, my Jacqueline. (Kisses her 
 hands.) Ah, I can see a little white cottage — I love 
 a white cottage, don't you, Jack? (Jack smiles and 
 nods her head "yes.") With climbing roses — pink 
 roses. 
 
 Jack (enthusiastically). And honeysuckle vines. 
 
 Paul. And morning-glory vines. 
 
 Jack. And — and — sunflowers ! 
 
 Paul. And golden glow! 
 
 Jack. And lettuce and cabbage! 
 
 Paul (laughs heartily). And bread and cheese and 
 kisses — Oh, Jack, Jack! (Embraces her.) 
 
 Neena, wearing a long cloak over a handsome after- 
 noon gown, enters through center arch, from the left. 
 
40 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 She is followed hy Rider, who sees Paul and Jack, 
 smiles and glances at Neena. 
 
 Rider. Are we interrupting? 
 
 Paul (rising). Not at all. Jack and I are work- 
 ing for Aunt Kathie. 
 
 Neena {sarcastically) . Aunt Kathie will be pleased, 
 I am sure. (Throws her cloak on chair at right, and 
 tosses her hat on her cloak.) 
 
 Paul (ignores Neena). There, Jackie. (Gives 
 yarn to Jack). We'll finish this later. 
 
 (Rider crosses down right.) 
 
 Jack. Thank you. (Crosses to right.) 
 Paul (to Neena). Did you enjoy your walk? 
 (Crosses up left.) 
 
 (Rider shakes hands with Jack.) 
 
 Neena (coolly). Very much, thank you. 
 
 (Jack exits quickly, right door.) 
 
 Rider (to Paul). I met Miss Carlyle at the park 
 gate, and she tempted me to walk home with her. 
 
 Paul. Wonderful evening for a walk. Well, see 
 you again. (Exits left door.) 
 
 Rider (stands smiling, with his hands in his 
 pockets). They are getting on, aren't they? 
 
 Neena (shrugs her shoulders, crosses down left to 
 settee, and sits). Rather cutting you out, isn't he? 
 She must be awfully interesting. Men seem to like 
 those stupid girls. (Takes off gloves.) I presume it's 
 because they make the men feel so clever in contrast. 
 You're too slow. Rider. 
 
 Rider. You've told me that before. 
 
 Neena. If you like her so much, why don't you 
 get busy and win her? 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 41 
 
 Rider. I intend to. 
 
 Neena. You're taking your time. 
 
 Rider. I'm in no hurry. (Sits on settee, at Neena's 
 right). Now see here, Neena. Why should we two 
 beat about the bush .^^ I d o like the girl. She has 
 been an obsession with me for the past four months. 
 I can't get her out of my mind. I'd risk my neck to 
 get her. 
 
 Neena. You won't have to risk anything so pre- 
 cious, I fancy. 
 
 Rider. Neena, you love Paul Sanborn. 
 
 Neena (icily). Yes, Mr. Hawkshaw. 
 
 Rider. He was fond of you before this girl came. 
 Two heads are better than one. 
 
 Neena. Even if one is a cabbage head. 
 
 Rider. Let us help each other. If she were out 
 of the way — 
 
 Neena. Yes ? 
 
 Rider. If it could be made to appear that she had 
 eloped with me, for instance. I could marry her and 
 manage a trip abroad. In a few years it would all be 
 forgotten. I could stay away that long. 
 
 Neena. You know you can depend upon me to do 
 all I can. But we must be careful. If father ever sus- 
 pected that I — 
 
 Doctor opens the left door. 
 
 Rider (rising). How do you do, doctor. Are you 
 busy ? 
 
 Doctor. No ; come in. Rider, come in. 
 
 (Rider crosses left, above the table, and exits left 
 door.) 
 
 Doctor (closes left door and approaches 'center). 
 Neena, I don't like that fellow, and I don't want you 
 to run around with him. Is he making love to you? 
 
42 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Neena. Not particularly. Not any more than any 
 other fellow. 
 
 Doctor. Well, cut it out. 
 
 Neena {with a tantalizing laugh). Better keep your 
 eyes peeled, daddy. He doesn't come here to see me. 
 I'm not the attraction. 
 
 Doctor. Who is he coming to see, then.'' 
 
 Neena. Well — not Aunt Kathie. 
 
 Doctor. I know it isn't Jack. Her little head is 
 too level. Her bright eyes would see through that 
 chap in a jifFy. 
 
 Neena. Oh, I'm the only wobbly head in this family. 
 
 Doctor. I'm warning you for your own good. {Ex- 
 its left door.) 
 
 Jack enters right door. 
 
 Neena {turns and sees Jack). Jack, come here, 
 dear. {Sits on settee.) Are you feeling badly.'' {Her 
 tone is very sweet.) 
 
 Jack {crosses to settee.) Yes, a little bit. 
 
 Neena {takes Jack's hands). I'm so sorry, dear. 
 I know what it is to suffer. I, too, am terribly un- 
 happy, Jackie. 
 
 Jack {sits beside Neena). Unhappy.'' You.? 
 
 Neena {sighing). Yes. 
 
 Jack. Why should you be unhappy, Neena.-' You 
 have everything to make you happy. 
 
 Neena. I have lost everything, Jackie. And you 
 are the cause. 
 
 Jack {hurt). 1? 
 
 Neena. Yes. You have taken my father's love 
 from me. And you are stealing my sweetheart. Before 
 you came, Paul and I were going to be married — but 
 you are separating us and breaking my heart. ( Wipes 
 away crocodile tears.) 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 43 
 
 Jack (rising). I'll go away. I never thought. 
 I'll go. 
 
 Neena (catching her hand). No, no, Jackie. You 
 mustn't go. 
 
 Jack. Oh, I couldn't stay now. I didn't know. 
 
 Neena. Jackie, do you want to make more trouble 
 for me? Listen. You must never breathe a word of 
 what I tell you to a living soul unless you want to 
 get me into terrible trouble with my father. You see, 
 Jackie, father has a mania for helping poor people. 
 It is his hobby. I know you aren't to blame. But 
 don't let Paul make love to you. Try to avoid him. 
 Tell him you love someone else. (Pulls Jack to the 
 seat beside her.) And maybe some day you will marry, 
 and have a beautiful home of your own. Perhaps you 
 will live abroad. Wouldn't you just love to travel? 
 I want you to be happy, Jackie. But please don't tell 
 any one what I have told you. Promise me, Jackie. 
 
 Jack. Oh, I wish I knew what to do. I wish I knew 
 where to go. 
 
 Neena. Listen, Jackie. I know some one who loves 
 you dearly. A handsome fellow, too. 
 
 Jack (rises). I don't want any handsome fellow 
 to love me. 
 
 Neena (catching her hand). Please be sensible, 
 Jack. You would be very sorry if you married Paul 
 and found out that he really loved someone else. Now, 
 wouldn't you.^* The dear fellow is so changeable. 
 
 Jack (hysterically) . Oh, I want to go away. 
 
 Neena. Sh, Jackie ! Please ! Something will turn 
 up for you, dear. Now don't worry. 
 
 Doctor (ojf stage, as the left door opens). All 
 right, Rider; another time. 
 
 Rider enters left door and leaves it open. 
 
44 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Neena (rises and crosses left to Rider). Is father 
 alone ? 
 
 Rider. Yes. 
 
 Neena (looking meaningly at Rider as she passes 
 him). I want to see him. (Exits left door, closing it 
 after her.) 
 
 (Jack rises and starts to cross to right door.) 
 
 Rider (crossing down left to center). I say, Miss 
 Jack; won't you stay and talk to me? 
 
 Jack. Please excuse me, Mr. Rider. 
 
 Rider (crossing to her). Oh, come now. That isn't 
 very gracious. (Pulls her to a seat beside him on settee.) 
 How long have you been here, Jack.'^ 
 
 Jack. Four months, sir. 
 
 Rider. You are not happy here. 
 
 Jack. Oh, yes I am. 
 
 Rider (feigning sympathy) . No you are not, Jack. 
 You are lonely and unhappy. I love you, Jack. 
 
 Jack (rises quickly). Oh, no! 
 
 Rider (pulling her back to seat). Yes. Marry me. 
 Jack. Don't stay here where you are unwelcome^ 
 where they keep you for charity's sake. I will give 
 you a fine home — pretty dresses. 
 
 Jack (in stir prise). You love me? 
 ^RiDER. Yes, dear. You are too proud to stay 
 where you are not wanted, Jackie. And remember, 
 the world is a big place for a girl alone. 
 
 Jack. Oh, yes, it is lonely — so lonely. 
 
 Rider. Marry me to-night. Jack. To-morrow a ves- 
 sel sails for abroad. Let us go. I'll show you all the 
 wonders of a new world. Will you go? 
 
 Jack (rises and crosses left). I'll ask the doctor. 
 
 Rider (rises quickly and catches her hand). No, no! 
 GiA^e me my answer now. Jack. Will you marry me? 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 45 
 
 Jack. I can't answer you now. I don't know. I 
 must think it over. 
 
 Rider. Then think it over, and give me my answer 
 to-night before I go. Will you? 
 
 Jack. Yes. 
 
 Rider. Remember, you are living here on charity. 
 Be independent. Better give me my answer now. 
 
 Jack. No, not now. (Crosses right, then turns to 
 him.) But — I think I will go with you. (Rider tries 
 to embrace her.) Oh, don't. (Exits quickly, right 
 door.) 
 
 Doctor enters left door in time to see Jack run off. 
 
 Doctor. Let that little girl alone. Rider. 
 
 Rider. Hello, doctor. 
 
 Doctor. See here, Rider. That little girl is very 
 precious to me, and the fellow who gets her must be a 
 man she can be proud of. Understand.? 
 
 Rider (smiles). I think I do, doctor. And I'd like 
 to remind you that this is a free country, and when 
 I find the girl I want, I'm going to take her without 
 any other preliminary. Understand? 
 
 Doctor. I get you. And I hope you haven't yet 
 found the girl you want. I'm not looking for trouble, 
 Rider. I don't like it, and I always avoid it — when 
 I can. 
 
 Rider. Same here, doctor. (Smiles.) 
 
 Neena enters left door. 
 
 Doctor. Neena, send Jacqueline to me. 
 
 Neena. Yes, father. (Crosses right.) Come along, 
 Mr. Rider, and I'll play that new piece for you. 
 
 Rider. Charmed, I'm sure. 
 
 (Neena exits right door, followed by Rider. Doctor 
 walks slowly up and down stage left, his hands behind 
 his back.) 
 
46 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Jack enters right door, after a pause. 
 
 DocTOE. Well, Jack? Why, what's the matter with 
 my little girl? {Crosses to center in front of settee.) 
 Come here to me. Has any one been annoying you? 
 Now tell me, what is the trouble? 
 
 Jack {crosses to him and hides her face on his 
 breast). I'm lonely. 
 
 Doctor. Lonely, eh? Neena isn't very sociable, is 
 she, trying to freeze my little girl out. Well, we shall 
 soon remedy all that. Now, stand there. Hold up 
 your chin. There. Now, little soldier, I'm going to 
 tell you something that will shock you, but I hope it 
 will make you very happy. Jack, do you want a father 
 — a real father? 
 
 Jack. Oh, yes ! If I only had a r e a 1 father! 
 
 Doctor. How would you like to have m e for a 
 father ? 
 
 Jack {smiles) > You are very kind — and I love you 
 -^but you wouldn't be my real father. 
 
 Doctor. I wouldn't, eh? {Quietly.) Sit there. 
 Jack. {Fixes hassock with his foot. Jack sits on 
 hassock, with her hack turned slightly toward the audi- 
 ence. He sits on settee facing her.) Jack, I am — 
 your real father. I wouldn't rob you of one sweet 
 memory, child. But — I want my little girl. The dear 
 woman you called "mother" would wish it so. Your 
 real mother — my wife — died when you were a baby. 
 Mrs. Trevors raised you — until four months ago, 
 when she gave you back to me. 
 
 Jack {dazed). My mother — was not — my mother? 
 
 Doctor. She was all a mother should or could be, 
 dear. She loved you. But now your father wants 
 you. Jack, will you take me into your heart? My 
 little daughter! 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 47 
 
 Jack. Oh, father, I do want you (rises). I do 
 need you. I am so lonely. (She creeps into his arms, 
 and they embrace.) 
 
 Neena enters right door, looks surprised, crosses 
 quickly up behind screen at right, and listens, 
 
 DocTOB {holding Jack close). My little girl; my 
 little daughter! 
 
 Jack. Then. Neena is my sister. 
 
 Doctor. Neena is not my real daughter, dear. But 
 I hope you will love each other as sisters. Neena was 
 a foundling. She has filled your place incompletely 
 for all these years. Now, little daughter^ — shall we 
 tell Neena? 
 
 (Neena appears from behind screen for a moment.) 
 
 Jack. Oh, no, no ; it would break her heart. We 
 must never let her know. 
 
 DocTou. My generous Jack ! Then we will keep 
 the secret. I have already told two others, but I'm 
 sure they will help us keep the 'secret safe. 
 
 Jack. Two others? 
 
 Doctor. Yes, Aunt Kathie and Paul. 
 
 Aunt Kathie enters right door. 
 
 Doctor {to Aunt K.). I have told her. 
 
 Aunt K. {holding out her arms to Jack). Our own 
 little girl! 
 
 Jack {runs and embraces her). But tell me more. 
 
 Doctor. Another time, my dear. You shall know 
 the entire story. 
 
 Paul enters left door. 
 
 Paul. May I come now? 
 
 Doctor. Yes, my boy ; come here. Paul has some- 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 thing to tell you, Jack. {Crosses to left door.) Come, 
 Kathie ! 
 
 (Doctor and Aunt K. exeunt left door.) 
 
 Paul (crosses down center to Jack). Congratula- 
 tions, Miss Carlyle! 
 
 (Neena again appears from behind the screen for 
 a moment.) 
 
 Jack. Isn't it wonderful! {Gives her hand to 
 Paul.) Why, it seems just like a story. 
 
 Paul. Your father said I might speak to you, 
 dear. He says I can't take you away from him for a 
 long, long time. But I want to be sure of you now. 
 Jack — I love you. 
 
 Jack. No, no! Don't say it! {Backs away from 
 him, frightened.) 
 
 Paul {in surprise). Why, Jack! 
 
 Jack. Oh, go away. Please go away ! 
 
 Paul {hurt). Don't you love me? ^ 
 
 Jack {desperately). Oh, no — no! 
 
 (Neena comes quietly from behind the screen and 
 exits unnoticed, through center arch and to the right.) 
 
 Paul. Why, Jack, what have I done.? 
 
 Jack. Nothing; nothing. Only please don't ever 
 say you love me. 
 
 Paul. Why, I thought — you loved me. 
 
 Jack {covers her eyes). Oh, no ; no ! 
 
 Paul {quietly). Forgive me. I won't trouble you 
 again. I never dreamed I was so obnoxious to you. 
 I'll not trouble you again. {Exits quickly through 
 center arch and to the left.) 
 
 Jack falls on the chair at right, sobbing softly. 
 Maggie snc<iks through center arch, from the left; 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 49 
 
 she is dressed extravagantly/, and appears to be fright- 
 ened hy her surroundings. She is followed hy Jimmie, 
 who is likewise awe-struck. 
 
 Maggie (to Jimmie). Don't push! 
 
 Jimmie. Ring de bell! 
 
 Maggie. Dere ain't none ! 
 
 Jack (at the sound of Maggie's voice, has risen; 
 she runs to meet Maggie; they embrace). Mag! Mag! 
 
 Maggie. Jackie! (Embrace.) Gee whiz! Oh, gee, 
 but ye look pretty ! You're in mourning for your poor 
 maw, ain't ye? Gee! (Chews gum fiercely.) Dis is 
 a swell joint, ain't it. Are ye goin' to live here al- 
 ways .^^ Say, ain't dat doctor all to de berries? He's 
 some swell old guy, I'll tell de world. Are ye happy, 
 Jackie ? 
 
 Jimmie (coming down center). Is dere anyt'ing I 
 kin do for ye? 
 
 Jack. Hello, Jimmie; how are you? (Crosses to 
 Jimmie; they shake hands.) 
 
 (Maggie crosses down right and sits on settee.) 
 
 Jimmie. Fine! How's yourself? 
 
 Maggie. We was to a picture show on Sixt' Avenue, 
 an' it was so pretty out I says to Jimmie, "Let's jump 
 onto de Sixt' Avenue car an' ride up an' see Jackie." 
 
 Jack (crosses down left and sits beside Maggie on 
 settee). Oh, I'm so glad. 
 
 Maggie. When de doctor was on de east side vis- 
 itin' Mrs. Smit', I sees him an' I says, "How's Jackie?" 
 an' he says, "Come up an' see her." Gee, he's a swell 
 old bean ! 
 
 Jimmie (down left). Gee, I'll bet ye git swell t'ings 
 to eat here. 
 
 Jack. Are you working now, Jimmie? 
 
50 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 JiMMiE. No, I woiked steady for two weeks an' I 
 felt me healt' failin' me, so I fought I'd better quit 
 an' take a little vacation. But I saved six bucks. 
 
 Maggie. Yep. An' when he saves ten more, we're 
 goin' to git married. 
 
 JiMMiE. Yep. Den I won't have to woik. 
 
 Maggie. Say, me an' Jimmie went out to de grave- 
 3^ard where j^our poor maw's buried, an' I put a gee- 
 ranium on de grave. Dem flowers you put dere looks 
 great, don't dey.^^ 
 
 Jack. The doctor took me there last Sunday, too. 
 
 Maggie. Gee, he's a swell guy ! 
 
 JiMMiE (who has been peeking through left door). 
 Gee, dere's a swell skirt ! 
 
 Maggie (turns and sees Jimmie peeping). Say! 
 Back up. You cut dat out, see? 
 
 Doctor enters left door, and Jimmie jumps back. 
 
 DocToii. Hello; hello. (Shakes hands zmth Jimmie 
 and Maggie.) 
 
 Aunt Kathie enters left door. 
 
 DocTOii. You found the place, eh.'' Good. 
 
 Jimmie* How are ye? 
 
 Aunt K. How do you do, Maggie. How do you 
 do, Jimmie. You see I know you. 
 
 Jimmie. Same to you. Is dere anyt'ing I kin do 
 for ye? 
 
 Aunt K. (gravely, as she crosses back of table to 
 right door). No, thank you. Make yourselves at home. 
 
 Jimmie. Sure t'ing. 
 
 Aunt K. Anything more, James .? 
 
 Doctor. That's all. 
 
 (Aunt K. exits right door.) 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 51 
 
 Doctor (smiles). See you again, Jimmie. (Exits 
 left door.) 
 
 Jimmie (looking after Aunt K. ). Gee, she's a swell 
 dame! 
 
 Jack. Jimmie, I'm going to take Maggie upstairs 
 to show her my room. Will you wait here until we 
 come back.'^ 
 
 Jimmie. Surest t'ing ye know. 
 
 Jack. Come on, Maggie. 
 
 (Crosses up stage with Maggie. Laughing and talk- 
 ing, the tmo girls exeunt through center arch and to 
 the right. Jimmie looks around curiously, then crosses 
 and peeps through key hole of left door.) 
 
 Rider enters right door, sees Jimmie and looks sur- 
 prised. 
 
 Rider (loudly). Hello! 
 
 Jimmie (jumps around frightened). Surest t'ing 
 ye know! How are je? Anyt'ing I kin do for ye.'' 
 
 Rider (slowly). What were you doing at that 
 door.P 
 
 Jimmie. Looking at de scenery, bo. 
 
 Rider. Little inclined to be fresh, eh.-^ What do 
 you do ? 
 
 Jimmie. Anybody — dat gives me de chance. 
 
 Rider. You're from the bowery. 
 
 Jimmie. You betcha. 
 
 Rider (crossing to center). What brought you 
 here ? 
 
 Jimmie. Me little flivver. What d' ye t'ink? I 
 came to see me friend de doc, and little Miss Jack. 
 
 Rider. A friend, eh.^ 
 
 Jimmie. Dat's me number. (Crosses center to 
 Rider.) 
 
52 LITTLE MISS JACK ^ 
 
 Rider (looking him, over keenly). How would you 
 like to make fifty dollars? 
 
 JiMMiE {with energy). Say, now y're shoutin'! 
 Fifty bucks? I must be dreamin'. Say, mister, say 
 dat again. And say it slow ; I got a weak heart. 
 
 Rider. Fifty dollars; that's what I said. {Looks 
 around and lowers his voice.) I'm willing to pay fifty 
 dollars for a little bit of work — to the fellow who can 
 keep his mouth shut. Do you understand? 
 
 JiMMiE {lowering his tone). I gotcha, bo. 
 
 Rider. The work is not — quite regular. 
 
 JiMMiE. Say, bo; fifty for a "little job" — ain't 
 quite regular. Did ye get it? 
 
 Rider. Yes, I got it. Well, where can I find you 
 at about nine to-night? 
 
 JiMMiE. Wherever you say, bo. 
 
 Rider. Very well. At the corner of Sixth Avenue 
 and Thirty-Ninth Street. I will then explain what 
 I want done. 
 
 Maggie and Jack are heard laughing and talking, 
 off stage, right of center arch. Rider crosses quickly 
 to the right. Maggie and Jack enter through center 
 arch, from the right. 
 
 Maggie {as she enters). Say, Jackie, it's simply 
 great. I wish some rich old guy would adopt me. 
 
 JiMMiE {to Rider). Me, too; eh, bo? 
 
 Maggie. Ye know — {sees Rider). Oh; excuse me. 
 
 JiMMiE. Mag, dis is me friend, Mr. — 
 
 Rider {quickly). How do you do. Charmed, I'm 
 sure. 
 
 Maggie {imitating him). Same to you and many 
 of dem. Come on, Jimmie. It's almost eight o'clock. 
 We gotta git home. Good-bye, Jackie. Say, if ye 
 kin git me a job here, I'd work faithful. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 53 
 
 Jack. I'll speak to the doctor, Maggie. 
 
 Maggie (trymg to be polite to Rider). I bid ye 
 good evenin', mister. 
 
 Rider (snaps). Good night! 
 
 Maggie. Good night! (Exits through center 
 arch and left.) 
 
 JiMMiE (to Rider). Good night, bo. Don't forget 
 if dere's anyt'ing I kin do for ye. (Winks and exits 
 after Maggie.) 
 
 Jack (exits with her friends, and speaks outside). 
 Good night, Maggie. Good night, Jimmie. Don't 
 forget. 
 
 Maggie (outside). I won't. 
 
 Jimmie (outside). Surest t'ing ye know. Good 
 night. 
 
 Rider crosses to center, and looks off left. Jack 
 enters through center arch, from the left 
 
 Rider. Well, Jackie. (Starts to put his arm over 
 her shoulder. She evades him and crosses down left, 
 to in front of settee. He crosses down right in front 
 of settee.) I have arranged everything. We will leave 
 here to-night. 
 
 Jack (astonished). To-night.? Leave here to-night .? 
 
 Rider. Yes, dear Httle girl. (Starts to take her 
 hand.) 
 
 Jack (going in front of him she crosses to the right, 
 and turns). Mr. Rider — 
 
 Rider. Yes, Jack.? (Crosses to her.) 
 
 Jack. I have thought it all over — and — 
 
 Rider, Yes ? 
 
 Jack. I will n o t go with you, Mr. Rider. Good 
 night. (Exits right door.) 
 
 Rider stands nonplussed. After a pause, Neena 
 enters right door. 
 
54 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Neena. WeU? 
 
 Rider {deliberately). There will be a phone mes- 
 sage for Miss Jack in the course of half an hour. You 
 will see that she gets it. She will hurry from the house. 
 I'll be waiting to put her in a taxi. The Britannia 
 sails tomorrow. 
 
 Neena. I hope I shall never see her again. 
 
 Rider. You never will. {Takes her hand.) Good- 
 bye. 
 
 Neena. Good-bye. 
 
 (Rider exits quicMy, through center arch and to 
 the left.) 
 
 Doctor opens left door. 
 
 Doctor {at door). Hello. Where's everybody.? 
 
 Neena. I don't know. Isn't Paul with you? 
 
 Doctor. No. 
 
 Neena. What's the matter Avith Mr. Rider, father.? 
 
 Doctor {coming in). Matter.? What do you see 
 the matter.? 
 
 Neena. Why, he has acted so queerly all evening. 
 So uneasy and restless ; said something about eloping. 
 
 Doctor. Bosh. He was joking. {Going left.) 
 Well, I'm going to have my smoke and turn in early. 
 {Turns.) Oh — tell Jackie to look in before she goes 
 to bed-. 
 
 Neena. Yes, father. 
 
 Doctor exits left door. As soon as the door is 
 closed. Aunt Kathie enters right door. 
 
 Aunt K. Well, where are your admirers.? 
 
 Neena {sarcastically). My admirers! {Crosses to 
 
 settee and sits). Hmph! I haven't any since Jackie's 
 come here. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 55 
 
 Aunt K. Nonsense. Well, I'm going to my room. 
 I'm tired. 
 
 Neena. What time is It? 
 
 Aunt K. (crosses to center). Must be nearly nine. 
 Good night. (Exits through center arch and to the 
 right.) 
 
 Jack, carrying a small Bible, enters right door. 
 
 Neena. Hello, Jack; come here. (Jack crosses and 
 sits beside Neena). I want to thank you for being 
 so kind and sweet to me. 
 
 Jack. Oh, Neena, I'm so glad. I want you to be 
 my — sister. I should so love to have a sister. 
 
 Neena. You are ambitious. You have found a 
 home; a father. And now you want a sister. (Laughs.) 
 Your heart is large. I wish I were so generous. But 
 I love few people, and I'm very jealous of those few. 
 What book is that.? 
 
 Jack (in surprise). This.'' 
 
 Neena. Oh; a Bible. You are religious. Do you 
 read it often.? 
 
 Jack. Oh, yes. And when I'm unhappy and lonely, 
 it is a great comfort. My — my mother gave it to 
 me and said I must always let it be my friend — my 
 guide — in trouble. 
 
 Neena. You are unhappy.? 
 
 Jack. I am a little bit troubled tonight. 
 
 (Phone rings.) 
 
 Neena. Excuse me. (Runs quickly to phone.) 
 Hello, hello. * * * Yes. * * * Yes.- (Very nervous.) 
 Jack, it — it's for you. 
 
 Jack (rises, surprised). For me.? (Crosses to 
 phone.) Hello.? * * * What.? * * * Oh, Jimmie, is 
 it you.? * * * (In terror.) What? * * * Maggie.? 
 
56 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Is she hurt badly? * * * Dying! * * * Oh! Yes, 
 yes; I'll come at once. (Hangs up receiver.) 
 
 Nkena (crosses up right to Jack). What is it.'' 
 
 Jack (dazed). It was Jiramie. Maggie is hurt — 
 dying. She wants me. I must go to her, I must tell 
 the doctor. (Starts left.) 
 
 Neena (alarmed). No, no; you mustn't disturb 
 him now. I'll tell him when you're gone. Poor Maggie ! 
 (Urgently/.) Here; take my hat and cloak — and my 
 purse! (Throws cloak over Jack and gives her a 
 purse.) You'll find a taxi on the corner. Father will 
 call for you. (Suddenly.) Here, you had better 
 write a line to him. 
 
 Jack (confused). Write? What.^^ 
 
 Neena (puts pencil in Jack's hand). Just say, 
 "Forgive me for going," signed "Jackie." (Jack 
 •writes, while Neena watches with ill-concealed satis- 
 faction. When Jack has finished, Neena grasps the 
 note.) There; that will do. Hurry! I'll explain to 
 father. Taxi's on the corner. (Puts note on table by 
 phone, then hastens out with Neena, through center 
 arch and to the left.) 
 
 After a pause. Doctor enters left door. He is wear- 
 ing his glasses, and has an open newspaper in his hand. 
 
 Doctor (calls). Kathie! Neena! Neena! 
 
 Neena enters center arch, from the left. 
 
 Neena. Oh, father. 
 Doctor. Did t-he phone ring.? 
 Neena. Yes;, for me. 
 Doctor. Has Jackie gone to bed.? 
 Neena. No. She's gone out. 
 
 Doctor (puzzled). What.? Gone out.? Why, it's 
 after nine o'clock. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 57 
 
 Neena. I heard the door bang a little while ago. 
 I went out to gee who it was. Jackie was running 
 down the steps. I called to her, and sh-e called back, 
 "Good-bye." I saw her jump into a taxi. 
 
 DocTOK (distressed). Impossible. 
 
 Neena. I was just coming to tell you, father. 
 (Picks up note on table hy pJwne.) Look. (Reads.) 
 "Forgive me for going. Jackie." 
 
 Doctor (snatches note). Get me my hat — quick. 
 (Neena exits quickly,- left door, and brings back his 
 hat.) Which way did she go.^* 
 
 Neena. Toward Broadway. 
 
 Doctor (tensely). Neena, there's something wrong 
 here. But if any harm comes to my little girl, and 
 you've had a hand in it — pack youT trunk now! 
 (Exits quickly, through center arch and to the left.) 
 
 Neena (grindy). The "foundling," am 1? (Crosses 
 to settee and sits hunched up with hands around her 
 knees. ) Well, alie'll never come back. She will 
 never come back! 
 
 Curtain. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 The Fourth Act. 
 
 Scene : A miserable room in an east side tenement'; 
 that night. {This set can he made with a kitchen in- 
 terior, or hy using the wrong side of a fancy or plain 
 chamber set.) There is only one door, which is in thk 
 center of the rear wall. This opening is on a slightly 
 higher level than the floor of the room, entrance being 
 made down a short flight of rickety steps. Through 
 the doorway a rough wall backing is visible. (Tke 
 steps and elevation of doarway may be omitted if 
 necessary. ) 
 
 In the center of the stage is a barrel which serves 
 as a table, with an empty box on either side. .On the 
 table are a pitcher of water and a glass. At the right 
 is an old mattress. Except for these makeshifts, the 
 room is devoid of furniture. Behind the mattress and 
 unseen by the audience until it moves is a property rat, 
 which can be made easily of dark cloth. Attached to 
 it is a strong fish cord which is stretched across the 
 stage and off left, and is pulled at the cue to make rat 
 run across stage. {Performers should be careful not 
 to trip on the string before the rat is worked.) 
 
 Lights: Half down at rise, gradually increasing 
 to up full. The increase should not be rapid enough 
 to be noticed. 
 
 When the curtain rises, Maggie, disguised as a hag, 
 stands by the barrel, holding a lighted lamp that has a 
 smoked and cracked chimney. She is listening in- 
 tently. The door is open. 
 
 JiMMiE {off stage, back right). Sure t'ing! Yep. 
 Look out, bo. 
 
 58 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 59 
 
 Maggie shakes her head, puts the lamp on the barrel 
 and sits on the box at the left of the barrel. Jimmie 
 enters from back right, followed by Rider, who is 
 carrying Jack. She is unconscioiis. He lays her on 
 the mattress and turns curtly to Maggie. 
 
 HiBER (loudly). Get some water. She has fainted. 
 (Maggie hesitates, as though she is not sure that she 
 heard correctly; then she pours a glass of water from 
 pitcher on barrel, hands it to Ridek, kneels on mat- 
 tress beside Jack and rubs her hand. Rider wets his 
 fingers and sprinkles Jack's face; then crosses up right 
 to Jimmie.) Are you sure no one saw us come in here.'* 
 
 Jimmie. Not a livin' soul, bo. 
 
 (Jack slowly comes to, and sits up.) 
 
 Rider. She's coming to. (Maggie crosses and sits 
 left of barrel.) Step outside (to Jimmie). 
 
 Jimmie. Sure. 
 
 Rider {to Maggie). You too. (Maggie makes no 
 move. ) 
 
 Jimmie. She can't hear ye, bo. She's as deef as 
 a post. (Shouts.) Hey! Mudder! (Maggie makes 
 no move.) 
 
 Rider. Never mind; let her stay. {Crosses to barrel.) 
 
 Jimmie. Sure. She's all right. Oh, say, bo ; 
 I'd like dat fifty now, if ye kin find de time to count it. 
 
 Rider {shortly). Not now. {Puts glass on barrel.) 
 
 (Jack slowly sinks down on the mattress.) 
 
 Jimmie. But ye see, bo — 
 
 Rider. I said, not now ! 
 
 Jimmie. Sure. I heard ye de first time. But I 
 seem to w a n t it n o w — and I want it bad. See? 
 
 Rider {looks at Jimmie keenly). How do I know 
 you'll stand by me if I give you the money now? 
 
60 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 JiMMiE. Gee, bo, ain't ye got me woid? 
 
 Rider {disgusted). Bah! 
 
 JiMMiE. Den ag'in, bo, how do you know I'll stand 
 by you, if I don't git de money now? 
 
 Rider {takes hills out of his pocket). Here's half. 
 (Gives Jimmie money.) I'll give you the rest before 
 we leave to-morrow. 
 
 Jimmie {counts money). Kee-rect. Get in dere, ye 
 jolly old bunch {puts money in his pocket). When'll 
 I come back, bo.? {Crosses to door.) 
 
 Rider. Just keep, watch outside. Don't let anyone 
 see you. And let me know if you see anyone hanging 
 around who looks suspicious. 
 
 Jimmie. Right you are, bo. {Exits center door 
 and right.) 
 
 Jack {slowly raises herself). Mother; mother! {Sees 
 Rider, and is frightened.) Oh! 
 
 Rider {crossing to Jack). There, there; did I 
 frighten you.'' 
 
 Jack. Maggie, Maggie; where's Maggie.? {Tries 
 to rise.) 
 
 Rider. Maggie's all right. Now sit still and be 
 sensible. {He sits on old box beside mattress.) 
 
 Jack. Why am I here in this place.? 
 
 Rider. Why, don't you know, Jackie.? We're run- 
 ning away. We're hiding from the people who would 
 separate us. We're going to be married to-night, and 
 to-morrow we sail for foreign lands, where no one will 
 find us and where we can be happy together. Eh, dear 
 Httle lady.? 
 
 Jack {frightened, rises quickly). Oh! 
 
 Rider {rises, catches her by the arm). Be quiet. 
 Now, if you are sensible, I'll manage this little affair 
 and there will be no trouble. I'm going to take you 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 61 
 
 away with me. There's no use making a fuss about it. 
 I'm going to take you, so be a sensible girl. I don't 
 want to use force, but I will if you compel me to. ( Try- 
 ing to "put his arm around her.) I want to be kind 
 to you, Jackie. Will you marry me willingly.'^ 
 
 Jack {haching away from him). No, no. I'll never 
 marry you; never! You're a wicked man and I'm 
 afraid of you. 
 
 Rider (laughs). Then we must become better ac- 
 quainted. {Tries to kiss her. She screams. He covers 
 her mouth with his hand.) Shut up! (Takes her in 
 his arms.) I'm going to kiss you! 
 
 (Maggie has been watching Rider closely. His 
 back is now toward her. She leans over the barrel and 
 blows out the lamp. Lights all out; pause. Then 
 Rider strikes a match. He is standing at the right of 
 the barrel. Lights half up.) 
 
 Rider. Who did that.? Who blew out that light.? 
 (Lights the lamp. Lights up three-quarters. Rider 
 says to Maggie.) Why did you do that.? (Maggie 
 shakes her head, meaning that she knows nothing about 
 it.) You did! (Loudly.) 
 
 (Lights slowly increase to up full.) 
 
 Jack. Oh, please, Mr. Rider, please let me go. I 
 won't tell anyone — that you* have done this. 
 
 Rider. It's too late. Why, do you know what will 
 be said about you now.? It's nearly midnight. The 
 doctor thinks you have run away with me. 
 
 Jack (in agony). No, no! 
 
 Rider. You are disgraced; disgraced forever. The 
 doctor will never take you back. I am your only 
 friend. 
 
62 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Jack. I'll go to Jim and Maggie. They are my 
 friends. 
 
 Rider (^sneering). Why, Jim and Maggie helped 
 me bring you here. They sold you to me for fifty 
 dollars. 
 
 Jack. I don't believe it. {Crosses quickly and 
 kneels beside Maggie.) Help me; please help me. 
 (Maggie pays no attention.) 
 
 Rider (laughs). She can't hear you. She's deaf. 
 Come, come. Be a sensible little girl. (Starts toward 
 her in front of barrel.) 
 
 Jack (backing around barrel). I'll never go with 
 you; never! I'll stay here and starve first. (Has 
 moved round to right of barrel.) 
 
 Rider (has crossed left). Well, you won't find 
 starvation so pleasant, I assure you. However, I'll 
 let you try it. I fancy by this time to-morrow night 
 you'll be hungry enough to marry me willingly. Then 
 when we are on board the boat out on the ocean blue, 
 we'll have a nice little supper in our stateroom. How 
 does that appeal to you, my little wife.? (Takes a 
 step toward her.) 
 
 Jack. Don't come near me! (Moves around front 
 of barrel.) 
 
 Rider (follows her around, laughing). I'm going 
 to kiss you. 
 
 Jack (gets back of barrel). Keep away! (Raises 
 lighted lamp.) 
 
 (Maggie rises quickly and crosses back of Jack.) 
 
 Rider (stands right of barrel with his back half 
 turned to audience). Put that down, you little idiot! 
 
 Jack. No ! I'll throw it at you if you come near 
 me. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 63 
 
 (Maggie reaches around from bach and holds Jack's 
 hands.) 
 
 Rider (crosses quickly, takes lamp out of her hands 
 and puts it on barrel). I can see it will be my painful 
 duty to teach you obedience. 
 
 Jack screams and runs to doorway, as Jimmie enters 
 from back right. 
 
 Jimmie. Hello. 
 
 Jack. Oh, Jimmie! Jimmie! (Runs and clings to 
 him.) Take me to Maggie. 
 
 Jimmie. Ah — (throws her from him, left.) Cut it 
 out, kid. You don't know what's good for ye. 
 
 Jack (looks at him in despair). Jimmie! 
 
 Jimmie. Why, t'ink of de puddin' yer fallln' into, 
 kid. (RiDEE, crosses to right.) Here's a guy with 
 oodles of dough, a-willin' and beggin' to spend it on 
 ye. Gee, ain't a skirt de most ungratefulest t'ing ! 
 
 Jack. Oh, what shall I do.? What shall I do.? 
 
 Rider (crosses top center). I'm going now. (Takes 
 powder out of his vest pocket; to Jimmie). Here; 
 take this powder. Tell the hag to give it to her in a 
 little water. She's hysterical. It will quiet her and 
 make her sleep. (Jack backs around barrel to mat- 
 tress and sinks down on mattress.) I'll be back in an 
 hour. Are you sure it's' safe here.? How about the 
 hag.? She blew out the light a while ago. She isn't 
 quite right here (indicating head), is she.? 
 
 Jimmie. Nix. She's got rats in her garret. But 
 she won't let de girl slip. But I'll hang around for 
 a while yet. Den I'll be over as soon as it gits dark 
 to-morrow night. 
 
 (Big rat runs across stage from right to left.) 
 
 Jimmie. Gee, dat's a big feller ! 
 
64 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Rider {jumps). What's that? 
 
 JiMMiE. A rat. 
 
 Rider {startled). What? 
 
 JiMMiE. Sure. Dis place is full of 'em ; big as cats. 
 Dey won't hurt ye 'less dey get awful hungry. 
 
 Rider {about to go out). I'll be back in an hour. 
 {Hesitates). You had better go and have a look 
 around first. 
 
 JiMMiE. Sure. {Exits quiddy, center door and 
 right.) 
 
 Rider {pulls hat over his eyes and buttons coat). 
 Well, Jackie, if you'd go with me willingly, I shouldn't 
 have to hide you here. {Lights cigar.) I'm doing a 
 desperate thing to get you, Jack. You know it would 
 be a serious affair to me if they should catch us now. 
 But I don't think there is anyone interested enough 
 in you to trouble a great deal about you, except the 
 doctor. And he won't care to bring you back when he 
 knows you want to elope with me. 
 
 Jack. Oh! {Sobs.) 
 
 Rider. Better think it over, Jackie. I'll be back 
 soon, and I hope you will see the folly of being stub- 
 bom with me. 
 
 Jimmie enters from bach right. 
 
 Jimmie. All right, bo. 
 
 Rider. I'll soon be back. {Exits, center door and 
 right.) 
 
 Jack {rises). Oh, Jimmie, please let me go. I'll 
 work and give you all my money, I'll — 
 
 Jimmie. Aw, cut it out, kid. You're in swell and 
 don't know it. {Crosses down left. Jack mns swiftly 
 to door. Jimmie stops her and throws her back, right.) 
 You're a nice friend, you are ; when a guy's tryin' to 
 earn enough money to be married on, to try to queer 
 
• LITTLE MISS JACK 65 
 
 it like dis. Why, I'm goin' to get fifty bucks for dis, 
 an' I only got twenty-five of it now. Ain't it de truth, 
 Maggie? (Crosses down left.) 
 
 Maggie (rises and pulls off her wig). Sure. 
 
 Jack (screams joyfully.) Maggie! ( Embraces 
 her. ) 
 
 Maggie. Sh, kid ! Sh ! 
 
 Jack. Maggie, Maggie! Come, let us go. 
 
 Maggie. Not yet, dear. Jimmie, did ye 'phome de 
 doctor.'^ 
 
 JiMMiE. Sure t'ing. 
 
 Maggie (excitedly). Jimmie saw to-night dat dat 
 guy was tryin' to double-cross ye when he met him on 
 de street corner of de avenue. He told Jimmie he'd 
 give him fifty dollars just to telephome you a lie. Well, 
 Jimmie needed de money, an' he made up his mind to 
 look out for you an' teach dat fresh guy a lesson. 
 I'm sorry he dene it, darlin'. But it will all come 
 right, and — sh ! (Puts on wig qiiicMy and sits, left 
 of barrel.) 
 
 Jimmie (runs to door and looks off right). It ain't 
 nothin'. (Crosses down left.) 
 
 Maggie (rises and continues). So when dat guy 
 wanted an old woman to stay wid you, Jimmie said 
 dat he knowed one, so he told me all about it an' I fixed 
 up an' came. 
 
 Jack. Oh, Maggie, let us go at once. 
 
 Jimmie. What.^ Before I git me twenty-five.'' Sh ! 
 He's comin'! (He runs and looks 07it the door. Jack 
 makes a funny dive on to mattress. Maggie quickly 
 sits, right of barrel.) 
 
 Rider enters from back right. 
 
 Rider. Is she sleeping.'' 
 Jimmie. Sure t'ing. 
 
66 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Rider. You gave her the powder? 
 
 JiMMiE. You hear me warble. 
 
 Rider. I've decided that it is safer to marry her at 
 once. 
 
 Jack {springs up quickly). Oh! (Remembers and 
 flops down again. Rider looks surprised.) 
 
 JiMMiE (mith a funny little laugh). Ha! Funny 
 how she has dem spells. Jest jumps up and hollers 
 every minute or so. 
 
 Rider {crosses to Jack and pulls her up.) Jack. 
 (She is perfectly limp. He lets her fall back.) We 
 must awaken her. A justice of the peace will be here 
 in half an hour. (He lifts her to her feet. She re- 
 mains limp although she stands.) Jack! Jack! (To 
 Jimmie.) Here, you and the hag walk her around 
 until she awakens. (Calls to Maggie.) Here, you! 
 (Motions her to take hold of Jack.) 
 
 Jimmie (takes hold of Maggie). Come on, mudder. 
 
 (Maggie and Jimmie go to right and left of Jack, 
 take her by the arms and walk back and forth across 
 the stage with funny business. Jack playing limp.) 
 
 Rider. That's right. Keep her moving. I'll be 
 
 back soon with the justice. 
 
 Jimmie, Sure, bo. We'll keep her movin.' 
 
 Rider. That's right. (Exits, center door and 
 
 right.) 
 
 (Jack, Maggie and Jimmie keep walking until they 
 are sure Rider has gone. Then — ) 
 
 Jack (straightens up and laughs). My! I was 
 so — 
 
 Maggie. Look out! (They resume same business 
 of walking Jack back and forth. Pause; he listens; 
 they all stop.) False alarm. 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 67 
 
 Maggie. Here, Jack, change clothes with me — 
 quick ! Stand outside and watch, Jimmie. 
 
 JiMMiE. Surest t'ing ye know. (^Exits, center door 
 and to the right.) 
 
 Maggie. Dat dog hound'll soon be back. {She 
 takes off dress or loose wrapper; she has on a funny 
 old corset and a red, long-sleeved flannel shirt. Note : 
 This business can be done by just changing long cloaks, 
 but the other is very funny.) Here; take my dress 
 {or "cloak"), and you give me your cloak. Hurry up, 
 honey, we'll give dat fresh guy a surprise. Let me 
 help ye. Fits quick, don't it, honey. {Helps Jack 
 put on dress.) Fasten it here. Dat's de way. Now 
 put on de old lady's fixin's. {Puts wig on Jack and 
 then an old shawl over her head and shoulders.) Now 
 I'll put dis gorgerous op'ry cloak on. Gee, ain't I de 
 swell doll! {Very haughtily.) James, is me limmer- 
 zine ready? Roll her around to de front door. Gee, 
 ain't it great to be rich ! Now, dearie, Jimmie can 
 take you out and you can go home. Jump into de first 
 taxi ye meet. I'll stay here till Jimmie gits his money. 
 
 Jimmie {off stage, back right). Kin I come in, kids? 
 
 Maggie. Sure. Come on in, Jim. 
 
 Jimmie enters from back right. 
 
 Jimmie. Are ye all ready, kid? 
 
 Maggie. Sure, she's ready. {Puts hood of cloak 
 over her own head; or can use veil to cover head and 
 face. ) 
 
 Jimmie. Den come on. 
 
 Jack {turning) . I can't go and leave you, Maggie. 
 
 (Jimmie stands in doorway, looking off right.) 
 
 Maggie {crossing up right). Sure, I kin take care 
 of meself. Hurry up, Jackie, 
 
68 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 Rider {off stage, back right). This way. Look 
 out. 
 
 Maggie. Sh! (Runs quicMy.) 
 
 JiMMiE {in an undertone) . Too late, kid; here he is. 
 
 (Jack runs quickly and sits on box right of barrel. 
 Maggie throws herself on the mattress, right, in Jack's 
 place. JiMMiE stands up left center.) 
 
 Rider enters from back right, followed by Drake. 
 
 Rider {walking down center, to Jimmie). How is 
 she? 
 
 Jimmie. Oh, she's all right. 
 
 Rider {to Drake). This boy will act as witness. 
 Come on. 
 
 Jimmie {goes down center). Hold on. I gotta 
 have me twenty-five bucks first.' 
 
 Rider {angrily). Well, you're not going to get 
 them until to-morrow, according to our agreement. 
 
 Jimmie {with finality). All right, bo. No bucks, 
 no weddin' bells. {Starts for door.) 
 
 Rider. Hold on. {Takes bills from pocket.) Here 
 — curse you! {Hands money to Jimmie.) 
 
 Jimmie {shoves money in pocket.) Same to you and 
 many of 'em. {Goes up center.) 
 
 (Rider goes right, to Maggie, whom he mistakes 
 for Jack. Maggie acts stupid, hanging her head so 
 Rider cannot see her face. He leads her slowly to left 
 of barrel.) 
 
 Rider {to Drake). All right, hurry up. 
 
 Drake {goes down left to them and reads rapidly). 
 "Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded 
 wife.?" 
 
 Rider. I do! 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 69 
 
 Drake (to Maggie). "Do you take this man to be 
 your lawfully wedded husband?" 
 
 (Maggie does not reply. There is a pause.) 
 
 Rider (impatiently). All right. She said, "I do." 
 Maggie. Dat's a durn lie! (Throws cloak aside, re- 
 vealing her face. Rider falls hack, astonished. She 
 turns to him. ) You low-down, «neakin' crooked crook ! 
 (She crosses to Drake, who has retreated to the ex- 
 treme left.) And you get out o' here pretty durn 
 quick ! I know you, Mr. Drake. Now, you git! 
 
 (Drake, frightened, backs away from Maggie down 
 stage, then suddenly runs quickly through doorway 
 and off right.) 
 
 Rider (to Jimmie). What the deuce does this mean? 
 
 Maggie (turns on Rider). Just dis; you're goin' 
 to git what's comin' to you ! 
 
 Jimmie (who has been standing at right of door, 
 crosses down to barrel). Surest t'ing ye know. 
 
 Rider. Where is the girl? 
 
 Jack (rising and taking off wig). Here I am, Mr. 
 Rider — and with friends. (Slips out of dress or cloak 
 which she has over her own dress.) 
 
 Rider (threateningly). I'll see you again! (Starts 
 toward door.) 
 
 Jimmie (anticipating Rider, juTtips to door and 
 bars the way; he has quietly drawn a revolver). Don't 
 be in a hurry, bo. Stay an' visit a spell. 
 
 Rider (backs away, left, but tries big bluff). 
 Are you trying to frighten me? 
 
 Jimmie. I ain't tryin', bo. I gotcha faded and 
 tied to de mast. Hold up y'r hands — stick 'em up ! 
 Dat's de ticket to de ball game. Now sit down over 
 dere (waves Rider to right of barrel). Hurry up, or 
 
70 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 I'll make ye t'ink it's Fourt' of July, an' dat y're sur- 
 rounded wid firecrackers. (Rider, frightened, backs 
 down stage and sits right of barrel. Jimmie crosses 
 down to left of barrel.) Here, Mag. Dere's a little 
 white powder in me left-hand vest pocket. Mr. Rider 
 ain't feelin' welL I t'ink a little sleep would keep him 
 quiet until de doctor comes. 
 
 ^ibeh. {springs up angrily). See here! You can't — 
 
 Jimmie (angrily and determinedly). Mr. Rider, if 
 ye t'ink y'r bean is wort' anyt'ing to ye, sit down ! 
 (Rider sizes up Jimmie, sees he means it and slowly 
 sits down. Maggie takes a small paper powder out of 
 Jimmie's vest pocket.) Put dat powder in a little 
 water, Mag, an' give it to Mr. Rider. 
 
 Maggie (puts powder in water in glass on barrel, 
 crosses and offers glass to Rider). Here, pretty boy. 
 Drink dis f'r mudder. 
 
 Rider (is going to refuse, then sees the gun in Jim- 
 mie's hand, and drinks). See here. I'll give you a 
 hundred dollars — 
 
 Jimmie. Gee ! A hundred dollars ! 
 
 Rider (anxiously). Yes. 
 
 Jimmie. Have ye got it wid ye? 
 
 Rider. Yes. 
 
 Jimmie. Let's see it. 
 
 Rider (takes bill from pocket). There. 
 
 Jimmie. An' I kin. have dat.f* Ye mean it-f* 
 
 Rider. Yes, I mean it. 
 
 Jimmie. Take it, Mag. (Maggie takes it quickly.). 
 
 Rider. On condition that you will let me go, of 
 course. 
 
 Jimmie. No, bo. I like ye too well to let ye go. 
 But I'll keep de money f'r de damage ye done me 
 feelin's, when ye fought ye could bribe me to cheat 
 
LITTLE MISS JACK 71 
 
 Dr. Carljle out of de joy he's goin' to feel when he 
 gits his mitts on you. 
 
 Rider (blustering). I'll have you arrested for 
 stealing that money. 
 
 JiMMLE. I ain't stealin' it, bo. Ye gave it to Mag- 
 gie. Besides, too much money ain't good f'r ye, bo. It 
 makes ye t'ink ye kin buy anyt'ing wid it. Now, I 
 ain't so spoiled. Give me de money, Maggie. (Holds 
 out left hand, but keeps gun in right, pointed at 
 Rider.) 
 
 Maggie. No, Jimmie ; it might spoil ye. I'll keep 
 it. (Puts bill in her stocking.) 
 
 Jimmie (m comic dismay). What do you know 
 about dat! Dat's right, Mag. Start a bank account 
 f'r de children. (Grins.) Surest t'ing ye know. 
 
 Rider (defiantly). Look here, Jim — 
 
 - (Doctor knocks outside door, back right.) 
 
 Jimmie. Here dey are. 
 
 Rider (jumps up, frightened). Jim — be square 
 with a pal. 
 
 (Doctor knocks again.) 
 
 Jimmie (to Rider). Stay where you are! Open de 
 door, Mag. 
 
 (Maggie runs out doorway and off right. Rider 
 stands right of center, facing the doorway, and xmth 
 his back half -turned to the audience.) 
 
 Maggie (of stage, back right). Hello, doctor. 
 We've been waitin' for ye. 
 
 Doctor and Paul enter from back right. 
 
 Jack (running up to doorway). Daddy! 
 Doctor (taking her in his arms). My little girl! 
 (Sees Rider.) And you, Rider — 
 
72 LITTLE MISS JACK 
 
 (Rider, he ginning to feel the effects of the powder, 
 stupidly makes a dash for the door. Paul stops him, 
 and there is a short struggle.) 
 
 Paul. No you don't, Rider! (Throws him down at 
 left.) 
 
 Doctor (turns at door and looks off, back right). 
 All right, officer. 
 
 Rider (feeling drowsy). Let me — ex— explain. 
 
 Jones enters from back right, crosses down left and 
 takes hold of Rider. 
 
 JiMMiE. Take him to de coop, officer, an' put him 
 to bed. He's sleepy. 
 
 Doctor. I'll follow soon, officer. 
 
 (Jones exits with Rider, throtigh doorway and off 
 right.) 
 
 Doctor. Jimmie, it looks as if we owe you a lot. 
 
 JiMMiE (standing at left, beside Maggie). Oh, dat's 
 all right, doc'. Pay me when ye git ready. I don't 
 need de money jes' now. 
 
 (Jack stands on tiptoes and whispers in Doctor's 
 ear.) 
 
 Doctor (smiles). Paul. She said, "yes." 
 
 Paul (holding out his arms to her). Jackie! (Jack 
 runs into his arms.) 
 
 Jimmie (holding his arms open). Maggie! Slide 
 to first base! 
 
 (Maggie slides into Jimmie 's arms. Doctor laughs 
 heartily.) 
 
 Curtain. 
 
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