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DIVIDED ATTENTIONS 
 
 A COMEDY 
 
 BY 
 
 EVELYN SIMMS 
 
 AUTHOR OF 
 
 'Maidens All Forlorn," "A Packet for Popsey," "The Conspirators, 
 "Hidden Harmonies," Etc. 
 
 CHICAGO 
 
 T. S, DENISON & COMPANY 
 
 Publishers 
 
Divided Attentions 
 
 CHARACTERS. 
 
 Mrs. Jenkins The Mother 
 
 Esmeralda Clarabelle Jenkins. . . .The Elder Daughter 
 Dorothea Hortense Jenkins. ... T/z^ Younger Daughter 
 
 Constance Compton Joseph's Sister 
 
 Joseph Compton The Attentive One 
 
 'lace — The Parlor of a Summer Hotel Anyzvhere in the 
 United States. 
 
 Time — The Present. 
 
 Time of VhAYiiiG—About Thirty-five Minutes. 
 
 COPYRIGHT, 1915, BY EBEN H. NORRIS, 
 
 JHP96-006783 
 
 nrT II 1915 
 
 OCI.D 411)3:3 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 COSTUMES AND CHARACTERS. 
 
 Mrs. Jenkins — A stout, middle-aged, motherly woman. 
 When she first enters she wears a bonnet and a handsome 
 wrap ; also gloves. Later she wears an extremely elabo- 
 rate trained gown, out of place for afternoon wear. 
 
 Esmeralda. — A young girl about nineteen years of age. 
 She tries to assume dignity of manner and is quite dicta- 
 torial in dealing with her younger sister. Wears a simple 
 afternoon dress which she later changes for a very hand- 
 some gown. 
 
 Dorothea — A girl of about sixteen years of age, bright 
 and rather impulsive. At opening of scene she also wears 
 a simple afternoon gown, which later she changes for a 
 very elaborate silk dress. 
 
 Miss Compton — A simple, unaffected young woman. 
 Wears a plain tailored suit and carries a small travehng 
 bag and parasol. 
 
 Mr. Compton. — An up-to-date young man. Wears plain 
 street attire. 
 
 PROPERTIES. 
 
 Work bag, fancy work, cardboad bound manuscript tied 
 with blue ribbons for Esmeralda. Work bag, fancy work, 
 letter and a manuscript, the same as Esmeralda's for Doro- 
 thea. Fancy work for Mrs. Jenkins. Small traveling bag 
 and parasol for Miss Compton. Writing materials for Mr. 
 Compton. 
 
 STAGE DIRECTIONS. 
 
 R. means right of the stage ; C, center ; R. C, right cen- 
 ter; L., left; R.D., right door; L.D., left door, etc. The 
 actor is supposed to be facing the audience. 
 
Divided Attentions 
 
 Scene: The parlor of a sununer hotel. A door on the 
 right leads into the hall and a French ztmidozv (or a door) 
 leads into the garden on the left. Between the door R. and 
 the audience is a sofa, drawn slightly azvay from the wall 
 so that anyone sitting there is in full z'iew of the audience. 
 There is a table in the middle of the room zvith a plant in 
 the center and hooks arranged around it. A small writing 
 desk is at the hack. Other furniture suitable to a hotel 
 parlor. 
 
 Esmeralda is sitting on the sofa and Dorothea at the 
 tahle as the curtain rises. Both are doing fancy work. 
 
 Esmeralda. And so, Dorothea, I said, "My! Mr. Comp- 
 ton, you don't mean it !" And he said, quite tender and 
 deferential, so to speak, "My dear Miss Esmeralda, do I 
 ever say things I don't mean?" So then, of course, I gave 
 him one of my roses, since he wanted it so. 
 
 Dorothea. Goodness, Esmeralda, how you do talk ! I 
 suppose you think Mr. Compton never looked at an3'body 
 but you ! Huh ! You ought to have seen the way he looked 
 at me last night. 
 
 Esmeralda. A little chit like you ! 
 
 Dorothea. Well, he did then ! And what's more he put 
 his name down for three dances on my program. 
 
 Esmeralda. Yes, because / wouldn't give him any 
 more, and of course he wanted to fill his program. Any- 
 way {triumphantly), he took me in to supper. 
 
 Dorothea. Took you into supper ! I guess he did ! He's 
 so kind-hearted he couldn't bear to see you left without 
 a partner, so he generously sacrificed his own pleasure, 
 seeing that I was going in with Sam Larks, and offered to 
 take you. My! Didn't you tuck into those meringues? 
 
 Esmeralda. I suppose you think that's funny, Doro- 
 thea Hortense Jenkins! Well, I don't. Some people have 
 
 4 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 5 
 
 a mighty high opinion of what they call their wit. You 
 may think you're smart, but that's more than anyone else 
 does. 
 
 Dorothea. I reckon you've spent the night in the knife- 
 box ! 
 
 Esmeralda. I suppose you think that's a mighty cutting 
 remark. But just let me tell you that it doesn't make any 
 impression on me! 
 
 Dorothea. Hoighty-toighty ! Miss Esmeralda Clara- 
 belle Jenkins! You know you're just mad because you 
 can't get the better of me. (She rises and flings her work 
 on to the table beside her work bag.) Heavens! What a 
 temper you're in! I'd be ashamed, Esmeralda, if I were 
 you, to show my spite so openly. 
 
 Esmeralda (continuing to sew). Huh! Jealousy! 
 
 Dorothea. Jealousy nothing! Fve got no cause to be 
 jealous of you! Why, anyone could see that I'm the peach 
 for him. '{Walks to the French zmndozv and looks out, 
 with head very erect.) 
 
 Esmeralda. You may be a peach, but allow me to tell 
 you that you're a mighty sour one. 
 
 Dorothea {turns and makes a face, then she looks once 
 more into the garden. With a change of tone.) Hello, 
 here's Ma. Wonder where she's been? Hello, Ma! {She 
 zvaves from the zvindow.) 
 
 Esmeralda. I wish you'd get out of the habit of call- 
 ing Ma ''Ma." It was all very well when we lived at the 
 store, but now we've risen you might try and adapt your 
 language to your position. 
 
 Dorothea. Gracious ! Do you sleep with the dictionary 
 under your pillow? Maybe that accounts for your hard- 
 headedness. 
 
 Esmeralda. H'm! Think that's smart? 
 
 Mrs. Jenkins enters from the garden, zvearing a bonnet 
 and a handsome zvrap. She is middle-aged and stout, with 
 a motherly and complacent expression. She drops heavily 
 into the nearest chair, flinging back her wrap and begin- 
 ning to untie her bonnet strings. 
 
6 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 Mrs. J. Well, girls, you slept late after the ball. Vve 
 been up to town and back in spite of my late hours. And 
 who do you s'pose walked with me part of the way? 
 
 Dorothea. Not Mr. Compton? 
 
 Esmeralda. Oh, was it? 
 
 Mrs. J. {zvho has been taking off her gloves, hlozvs care- 
 fully into each and puts them on the table). Yes, my dears. 
 Mr. Joseph Compton ! 
 
 Esmeralda. Oh, Ma! 
 
 Dorothea. Who's saying *'Ma" now, I'd like to know. 
 {To Mrs. J.). Oh, Mamma, what did he say? 
 
 Mrs. J. He spoke of the perfectly lovely time he'd had 
 last night with you — 
 
 Esmeralda. With me? Oh, the dear! 
 
 Dorothea. No, with me, wasn't it? 
 
 Mrs. J. Now, honey, don't be hasty. He mentioned 
 each of you with equal ardor. He said it was rare indeed 
 to find such spontaneous friendship shown a man on such 
 a short acquaintance, and he spoke most feeling-like of the 
 politeness your Pa has shown him. 
 
 Esmeralda (szveetly). Father, you mean, dear. And 
 you should say feeling/y, not feeling-like. 
 
 Mrs. J. (looking at Esmeralda with pride). Well, I 
 guess you ought to know, for. there's been a mint o' money 
 spent on both of you, so's you might grace any rank to 
 which fortune, in the shape of man, might call you. Why, 
 I doubt if Mr. Compton himself is more cultured or well 
 informed. 
 
 Esmeralda. I guess he's one of the Four Hundred ! 
 
 Mrs. J. (mith conviction). I should think it's more than 
 probable. And he must be mighty rich, because he told 
 your Pa — I mean Father — that he's going to buy a little 
 place at Tankerville so's to be near his' business and yet 
 not have to reside in the city. Those wxre his very words. 
 "And for the present my sister'll keep house for me," he 
 said. (Looks knozvingly.) Until, of course — ! By the way, 
 girls, he was going to meet his sister at the depot. She ar- 
 rives today. 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 7 
 
 Esmeralda. JVhaf a good thing we all came to this 
 hotel. 
 
 Dorothea. But I'm sorry his sister's coming. She's 
 bound to be in the way. 
 
 Mrs. J. Why, no, honey, she won't. / think it's a real 
 good thing. We'll just be as lovely as can be to her, and 
 then she will tell her brother how charming you are. You 
 don't know what it may lead to. 
 
 Dorothea. Things seem to be leading somewhere al- 
 ready, judging from last night. 
 
 Esmeralda. He talked to me the most. Didn't he, 
 Mamma ? 
 
 Mrs. J. He seemed considerably took with your con- 
 versation, I must say. Really, Esmeralda, your Pa and I 
 would be mighty pleased to see you so well provided for. 
 'Twould be such a lift-up for us in every way, for although 
 your Pa has retired and changed his residence, too, we 
 ain't what you might call on the crest of the wave yet. 
 
 Esmeralda. And you think the Comptons are? 
 
 Mrs. J. I'm positive, honey. Why, the elegant way he 
 expresses himself is quite sufficient to prove it. And I 
 wish you could 'a seen the lovely top hat he had on and the 
 buttonhole — a beautiful yellow rose. Why, Esmeralda, 
 whatever is the matter? 
 
 Esmeralda (looking self-conscious and rather coy). I — 
 I gave him a yellow rose last night. Do you s'pose it was 
 the same? 
 
 Dorothea. Great Scott, no ! There's more than one yel- 
 low rose in the world. Do you s'pose he'd keep your faded 
 old flower when he only asked you for it 'cause he knew 
 you'd be mad if he didn't? 
 
 Esmeralda. He didn't ask you for one, anyway. 
 
 Dorothea. He wouldn't have got one if he had. 
 
 Esmeralda. Miss Sour Grapes ! 
 
 Dorothea. It strikes me — 
 
 Mrs. J. Girls ! Girls ! What would Mr. Compton say if 
 he could hear you? You surely ain't jealous of each other, 
 are you? He couldn't possibly fall in love with you both. 
 I'm sure I don't know which he's after, but I guess your 
 
8 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 chances are about equal. Of course, that yellow rose seems 
 to incline your way, Esmie, and you being the eldest, too — 
 
 Dorothea. It ain't likely that an intelligent, good-look- 
 ing young man like Mr. Joseph Compton would prefer age 
 to beauty. 
 
 Esmeralda. Seeing that I have both combined, the 
 choice is easy — 
 
 Mrs. J. (interrupting zvith a gratified air). My, Esmer- 
 alda, he must 'a^ made considerable advances to you last 
 night. I tell you what, my dear, if he does seem to favor 
 you, you set your cap at him hard, for when once you are 
 Mrs. Joseph Compton it will be easy to find a good match 
 for Dorothea. (Rises and looks critically from one girl to 
 the other.) Mr. Compton's sister will be here pretty soon. 
 I should change, I think — put on something smart. It always 
 pays. Dorothea, love, bring up my mantle for me. (Exit 
 Mrs. J., R., follozved by Dorothea, zvho turns and makes a 
 farezvell grimace at Esmeralda as she goes out. As soon as 
 she is alone Esmeralda flies to the sofa zvhere her zvork 
 bag is lying, opens it and takes out zvith great care a manu- 
 script bound in covered cardboard and tied with blue rib- 
 bons.) 
 
 Esmeralda (holding it rapturously). At last! (She 
 opens it car ef idly and reads aloud from the fly leaf.) 'To 
 Miss Esmeralda Jenkins, with the compliments of Joseph 
 Compton." (She turns a page and reads.) 'The Unpub- 
 lished Poems of Mr. Joseph Compton." (3h, how lovely! 
 The yellow rose is nothing to this! (She rises, turning the 
 pages slozvly, then begins to read aloud in a dramatic man- 
 ner. ) 
 
 "lines to an evening star." 
 
 "G, Star, who in the heavens beamest, 
 O thou who gently, sweetly gleamest 
 Shed thy fair rays on one who dreamest 
 
 Of thee afar. 
 Thy hov'ring spark of light thou sendest 
 On one who to thy sweet will bendest. 
 Whose heart in twain thy beauty rendest, 
 
 Sweet Evening vStar !" 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 9 
 
 Esmeralda. How simply heavenly! (Turns pages 
 eagerly.) Why — why! "The Rose." (Reads aloud zvith 
 self -conscious excitement. ) 
 
 "I begged for a flower ; she gave me a rose ; 
 Oh, would I could keep it forever. 
 But flowers all wither, as everyone knows. 
 Though the love that goes with them fades never. 
 She gave me a rose and I gave her my heart, 
 An exchange that's of true love the acme ; 
 For whatever misfortunes may fall to my part, 
 I'll now have her true love to back me!" 
 
 Esmeralda. And perhaps he wrote it before he sent 
 the book this morning. (She clasps the hook to her heart, 
 then puts it hack into her zvork bag and laughs.) Oh, Doro- 
 thea, if you only knew! (Goes to door R., pausing zvith 
 her hand on the knob.) Esmeralda Clarabelle Compton! 
 Esmeralda — Clarabelle — Compton!! A-a-ah! (Exit.) 
 
 Almost at the same instant Dorothea, in an elaborate 
 silk dress, enters from the garden. SJie flies to her work 
 basket on the table and carefidly extracts from it a manu- 
 script exactly like Esmeralda's. Then she sits down and 
 turns the first page, reading eagerly. 
 
 Dorothea, "To Miss Dorothea Jenkins, with the com- 
 pliments of Joseph Compton." (Turns next page and 
 reads with admiration in her voice.) "The Unpublished 
 Poems of Mr. Joseph Compton." Oh! the darling! (Hugs 
 the manuscript, looks through it and begins to read aloud.) 
 
 "on feeding a sparrow with crumbs." 
 "Come, oh. Birdie, Birdie, come ; 
 Hop about from crumb to crumb. 
 Choose and eat them at thy will ; 
 Here they lie upon the sill. 
 And be not afraid, for I 
 Will not let the cat come by 
 Till once more you gain the trees. 
 Nodding gently in the breeze." 
 
 Dorothea. If that isn't too cute for anvthino:! (Turns 
 
10 . DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 to index and reads titles.) "Ode to the Midnight Moon," 
 "Lines to an Evening Star," "The Song of the Smothered 
 Sigh," "Lines Inspired by a Grass Blade," "On Seeing the 
 Lamps Lit Down the Road," "When First I Loved — " 
 'When First I Loved — " Oh! {Turns pages hurriedly.) 
 
 "When first I loved I scarce knew what it meant ; 
 Gentl}^ I laid my hand upon her arm, 
 And in the moonlight nearer her I leant, 
 Bewitched and spell-bound by her wondrous charm." 
 Dorothea. Oooo! (Hugs herself with delight, then 
 continues.) 
 
 "We spoke of many things ; I pressed her hand, — 
 And how I wished that it had not been gloved ; 
 Yet still methinks that she did understand 
 All that I meant that night when first I loved." 
 (She drops the book onto the table, clasping her hands 
 rapturously.) It's just, what happened. He must mean me! 
 And perhaps he wrote it before he sent me the book this 
 morning! Oh, Esmeralda, if you only knew! (Rises, re- 
 places book in zvork basket and goes L., then turns, with 
 rapt expression.) Dorothea — Hortense — Compton! A-a- 
 ah! Dorothea — Hortense — (turns angrily as door R. opens 
 and — 
 
 Mrs. J. and Esmeralda enter. Both are 'wearing dresses 
 much too handsome for the occasion. 
 
 Esmeralda. How will I do. Mamma? (Turns slowly 
 around.) 
 
 Mrs. J. (sitting down). You look perfectly elegant. If 
 only Mr. Compton could see you right now. (Esmeralda 
 giggles.) 
 
 Dorothea (pushing forzvard). How will /do? 
 
 Mrs. J. You couldn't look better, love. I do wonder 
 which of you girls it will be. (Each looks triumphant 
 without noticing the other. ) Now sit down and I'll give 
 you a bit of advice. You be just as sweet and lovely as 
 you can to Miss Compton. Tell her how nice she looks 
 and what a good dancer her brother is. Make her feel 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 11 
 
 like one of the family. It'll all help. And let her know 
 you've been to Europe, girls. The first impression must 
 he a good one. And for goodness sake don't mention our 
 ever having lived at the store. It just might make all the 
 difference to her brother. You understand? 
 
 Girls (together). Yes, Ma. 
 
 Esmeralda. I wish she'd come. (Goes to imndow L.) 
 
 Mrs. J. Eor the land's sake, Esmeralda, be careful how 
 you move around in that dress. I don't want to have you 
 looking like a rag-bag when Mr. Compton's sister comes. 
 
 Esmeralda (excitedly). They're just driving up. (Mrs. 
 J. and Dorothea rush to the windoiv.) They've passed 
 the corner. You can't see them now. (With elation.) 
 You just ought to have seen him bow and smile. (Doro- 
 thea tosses her head.) 
 
 Mrs. J. That was real exciting. But I never once 
 thought of my dress. Dear, dear, I hope I haven't creased 
 it. (Sits doivn and begins to examine her skirt zvith appre- 
 hension.) 
 
 Esmeralda. I'm going to bring her in. She'll feel more 
 at home. (Exit R.) 
 
 Dorothea. Cat! {To Mrs.. J.) For goodness sake. 
 Mamma, put it down ! 
 
 Mrs. J. arranges her train zvith studied carelessness and 
 puts on her best society expression. The door R. opens 
 and Miss Compton enters, follozved by Esmeralda. She 
 carries a small traveling bag and a parasol. Esmeralda 
 speaks as they enter. 
 
 Esmeralda. You can't think how perfectly delighted 
 we are to see you. 
 
 Dorothea (taking Miss C.'s hand). We've been simply 
 longing to know you. 
 
 Mrs. J. (rising). It's the greatest treat we've had for 
 ages; ain't it, girls? 
 
 Miss C.(shy but gratified). I'm sure you're not more 
 pleased than I am. As we were driving up just now Joe 
 said to me, "You're going to call on the Jenkinses right 
 away. Lucky girl." 
 
12 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 Dorothea. But where is he? 
 
 Miss C. Why, there was some mistake about the room 
 Joe engaged for me and he's going to see about it before 
 they talve my baggage up. He's coming as soon as he can. 
 He wants to see you all again z'eiy much. (The two sis- 
 ters smile to themselves.) 
 
 Esmeralda. Why, nobody's asked you to take a seat. 
 Do sit down? 
 
 Dorothea. Yes, do sit down. (Miss C. sits on sofa 
 and Esmeralda at once sits beside Jier, much to Doro- 
 thea's annoyance. There is a slight pause. The two sis- 
 ters, looking from each other to their mother and back 
 again, begin to giggle. Both siiddep^ly make an effort to say 
 something.) 
 
 Esmeralda. Ain't — 
 
 Dorothea. Isn't — 
 - {Each waits for the other to continue and then giggles 
 again. ) 
 
 Miss C. I beg your pardon? 
 
 Esmeralda. I — I was only going to ask if this isn't a 
 fine day. 
 
 Dorothea. I should think you could see that without 
 asking. 
 
 Mrs. J. (reprovingly). Dorothea! (There is another 
 azvkzvard pause.) How long are you going to stay here. 
 Miss Compton? 
 
 Miss C. A few weeks, I reckon — until Joe has fixed on 
 a house in Tankerville. How fortunate that Joe came to 
 the same hotel as you all. 
 
 Esmeralda. That's just what we were saying. 
 
 Mrs. J. What a clever young man your brother looks. 
 
 Miss C. How sweet of you to say so. (With pride.) 
 My brother writes. 
 
 Dorothea. How perfectly lovely ! A\niat does he write ? 
 
 Miss C. Poems. 
 
 Esmeralda. Fancy knowing a real live poet ! Why I 
 knew he must be somebody great the very first time I saw 
 hmi. {Begins to quote, as if absent-mindedly.) "O star, 
 who in the heavens beamest." (Dorothea looks startled.) 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 13 
 
 Miss C. Then you have seen his poems? 
 
 Esmeralda. A few — by accident, so to speak. (Doro- 
 thea looks suspiciously toward her zvork basket.) 
 
 Dorothea. You must be mighty proud to own such a 
 clever brother. I think he's just the finest fellow I ever 
 met, and so kind-hearted. (Quotes tenderly.) ''Come, 
 oh, birdie, birdie, come." (Esmeralda looks amazed and 
 suspicions.) 
 
 Miss C. Do you also know my brother's poems? 
 
 Dorothea. I — er — yes — a few. (Esmeralda looks 
 grim.) 
 
 Esmeralda (to the visitor). There's so much feeling in 
 his poetry. 
 
 Dorothea. Such tenderness. 
 
 Esmeralda. He shows such a love of nature, roses 
 especially. 
 
 Dorothea. His verses are so toitcJiing — such subtle 
 meanings — which only the truly sympathetic can under- 
 stand. 
 
 Miss C. It's lovely to hear you speak so. He has to 
 have a mighty high opinion of a person to send anyone his 
 own verses. He must think a heap of you, Miss Jenkins. 
 
 Esmeralda (in a flutter). Oh, do you think so? Oh, 
 pray don't call me Miss Jenkins. If we are to get to know 
 each other real well, you must at once commence calling 
 me Esmeralda. 
 
 Dorothea. And call me Dorothea. 
 
 Miss C. Oh, you sweet girls ! I should just love to. 
 Then / must be Constance to you both. 
 
 Esmeralda. What a beautiful name — Constance. 
 
 Dorothea. It suits you to perfection, Constance. 
 
 Esmeralda. And now we're on personal subjects, may 
 I tell you how perfectly elegant you look, dear? 
 
 Dorothea. I've never seen a lovelier costume — not 
 even that summer we went to Europe. (Glances at her 
 mother, zvho nods approvingly.) 
 
 Esmeralda (looking crushingly at her sister and then 
 turning to Miss C). Let's go round the garden, dearest, 
 
. 14 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 while they decide about your room. {They rise and go L. 
 Dorothea also rises.) 
 
 Dorothea. I'm coming, too. Goodbye, Mamma. 
 
 Mrs. J. Bye-by, honey. Don't be too long. (The three 
 girls go out L. Mrs. J. sits doing some light fancy work, 
 smiling. The door R. opens sloii^Iy.) 
 
 Mr. Compton. May I come in? (His head appears 
 round the door.) 
 
 Mrs. J. (delighted). Oh, do. 
 
 Enter Mr. Compton, R. 
 
 Mr. C. I thought my sister was here — and your daugh- 
 ters. 
 
 Mrs. J. They've gone into the garden. What a sweet 
 girl your sister is. My girls have quite lost their hearts to 
 her already. 
 
 Mr. C. (sitting near her). I shall be jealous. 
 
 Mrs. J. (play f idly) . You've no cause to be jealous. 
 
 Mr. C. It's mighty kind of you. (Clears his throat 
 nervously.) Mrs. Jenkins, you — er-^ — encourage me to take 
 advantage of finding you alone to — er — ask you — some- 
 thing. 
 
 Mrs. J. Whatever I can do, dear Mr. Compton, shall be 
 done. 
 
 Mr. C. There's a matter of great importance to myself 
 I'd like to speak of, and I trust that you may be able to 
 intercede on my behalf. 
 
 Mrs. J. I'd be only too glad to intercede for you with 
 anyone. And under the circumstances — 
 
 Enter Esmeralda, L. Mr. C. rises. 
 
 Esmeralda. I thought I heard Mr. Compton's voice. Is 
 your sister's room all fixed now? 
 
 Mr. C. Quite. I expected to find Constance here and 
 take her up. 
 
 Esmeralda. She's with Dorothea in the garden. 
 (Szveetly.) There's no hurry, is there? 
 
 Mr. C. Why, no. I'll just wait till she comes. 
 
 Mrs. J. (rising with meaning look at Esmeralda). And 
 I'll go and look for your pa — your father, dear. (Exit R.) 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 15 
 
 Esmeralda (clasping her hands). Mr. Compton, I think 
 your poems are just too lovely for anything. Although 
 they only came this morning, I've read them all. I've even 
 learnt one by heart already. 
 
 Mr. C. How sweet of you ! You make far too much of 
 them. May I ask zvhich you have learnt? 
 
 Esmeralda (looking dozvn). "The Rose" — 
 
 Mr. C. Ah ! I hoped you would read that. 
 
 Esmeralda. Oh, Mr. Compton (Archly.) Did you 
 really write that after last night? 
 
 Mr. C. (playfully). You mustn't ask me when I wrote 
 it. Dear Miss Esmeralda, I am so glad to have this oppor- 
 tunity of speaking to you. I have been wondering if you 
 could spare me a few minutes to myself. I started speak- 
 ing to your mother, but perhaps after all I'd do better to 
 say it to you. It's about a very important matter — 
 
 Esmeralda. Yes, Mr. Compton. (Eagerly.) 
 
 Mr. C. Won't you sit down? (Esmeralda looks about, 
 then- crosses to sofa and sits down, looking at him invit- 
 ingly. He sits beside her, looks at her in silence for a mo- 
 ment, then pushes back his hair and smiles. Esmeralda 
 casts down her eyes.) It's been such a pleasure getting to 
 know you all. And I — I suppose you are all agreeable to 
 my friendship? 
 
 Esmeralda. I — I almost feel as if Constance was a 
 second sister. She's so sweet. 
 
 Mr. C. That's real kind of you. (Pauses.) Dear Miss 
 Esmeralda, this is what I wish to ask you. Would you — 
 could you — do you think — 
 
 Enter Dorothea and Miss C. 
 
 Miss C. Oh, there you are, Joe ! 
 
 Dorothea. We thought you were here as Esmeralda 
 didn't come out again. (Esmeralda looks zvrathful.) 
 
 Mr. C. We were just chatting till you came. (To Es- 
 meralda.) Well, we'll have to finish another time. 
 (Smiles.) 
 
 Miss C. I suppose you've got my room fixed up now? 
 (To Esmeralda.) Will you come up with me and see it? 
 
16 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 Esmeralda. I'd love to. (She frozvns at Dorothea as 
 she goes to the door. Exit R. zvith Miss C.) 
 
 Dorothea. What a szveet girl your sister is. We al- 
 ready call her Constance, and she seems like an old friend. 
 
 Mr. C. She's a lucky girl. (They sit dozvn.) 
 
 Dorothea. And now that we are alone I want to thank 
 you for your beaut iftd poems. Fm being very selfish about 
 them for I haven't shown them to anyone yet. But I just 
 wanted to enjoy them to the full first. They simply beat 
 everything I've ever read. 
 
 Mr. C. You are far too kind. 
 
 Dorothea. It's you. who are too kind. 
 
 Mr. C. Then I'm going to ask you to be kind now. 
 (She looks up zvith anticipation.) Dear Miss Dorothea, 
 I want to ask you if you will do something for me. 
 
 Dorothea (zvith intense feeling). Of course I will. 
 
 Mr. C. It is really from your honorable and esteemed 
 father that I must ultimately ask the favor, but — er — I 
 don't think he would object to my speaking to you first. 
 Do you, dear Miss Dorothea? 
 
 Dorothea (looking dozvn). Fm sure he wouldn't. 
 
 Mr. C. You — you — are quite sure? 
 
 Dorothea. Quite sure. (Smiles at him.) 
 
 Mr. C. You must know that ever since I have been 
 down at Tankerville I have — 
 
 Enter Miss C, R. 
 
 Miss C. Why, I hope I haven't interrupted you. (To 
 Dorothea.) Esmeralda asked me to bring you up, too. 
 We're planning to drive this evening and she wants your 
 advice about going to the Falls. 
 
 Dorothea. My advice! Huh! (Looks annoyed.) 
 
 Miss C. Do come. She says you have been there 
 oftener than she has and know better how to get th.ere and 
 where to go. 
 
 Mr. C. We can continue our little conversation at the 
 Falls, maybe. It's a real pretty place. (Smiles.) 
 
 Dorothea. All right, I'll come. (Exit zvith Miss C, 
 looking very cross. Mr. C. zvalks around the room, hesi- 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 17 
 
 tates, then sits at zvriting table and writes a note. Exit zvitJi 
 note L.) 
 
 Enter Esmeralda an instant later, R. She comes in 
 eagerly and quickly, then looks around in great disappoint- 
 ment and stamps her foot. Then she crosses to French 
 zvindozv L., looks out, calls "Mr. Compton'' tzvo or three 
 times; crosses to door R., zvhich she opens, glancing into 
 the hall. Then she shuts door, returns to zvindozv and looks 
 out, and finally stands in middle of room looking extremely 
 angry. 
 
 Enter Dorothea, R. 
 
 Dorothea. Oh, yes, you thought you could hurry back- 
 to Mr. Compton once you'd got me started talking about 
 that drive. A nice thing — sending for me like that because 
 you were just jealous of my being alone with him. Well, 
 he's gone now. So you had your trouble for nothing. 
 
 Esmeralda. Why didn't you stay with Constance? 
 
 Dorothea. Because you're not the only one that can 
 interrupt conversations. (Comes nearer.) I've a good 
 mind to tell you a secret. Then you'll know your mistake. 
 
 Esmeralda (startled). Well, what? 
 
 Dorothea. Of course, since you interrupted us like 
 that, he hadn't time to finish. So it wasn't like an exact 
 proposal. 
 
 Esmeralda. Proposal ! I should think not, Dorothea 
 Jenkins. It's certainly time / told you. I've got a secret, 
 too. Miss — a secret that is a secret, let me tell you. 
 
 Dorothea. Esmeralda Clarabelle Jenkins, don't you go 
 and put your foot in it before you know what you're talking 
 about. He said he was going to speak to Pa. What does 
 that mean? Huh? 
 
 Esmeralda. That he wanted you to be a sister to him, 
 of course. 
 
 Dorothea. That question is soon settled. There's Pa 
 in the garden now. I'm going to ask him. (Exit L. Es- 
 meralda zvatches her, half angry, half amused. Dorothea 
 returns almost immediately zvith a letter.) He's written to 
 Pa — written already. And Pa — I mean Father — said we 
 
18 DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. 
 
 could read it. Nozv I hope you're satisfied. {Takes letter 
 from envelope.) 
 
 Esmeralda. I'm the eldest. 
 
 Dorothea. Yes, but I've got it. {Begins to read. Her 
 delighted look changes to one of agitation and dismay, at 
 which Esmeralda, watching her, laughs triumphantly.) 
 
 Esmeralda. Aha! You thought it was you! (Doro- 
 thea looks at her in dismay and thrusts the letter in Es- 
 meralda's hands.) 
 
 Dorothea. Here, read it. (Esmeralda reads and then 
 her expression also changes. She drops the letter.) 
 
 Esmeralda. Of all ugly, deceitful things — 
 
 Dorothea. Of all the sneaky, underhand — 
 
 Esmeralda. So the yellow rose meant nothing, nor the 
 poems. 
 
 Dorothea. Did he send yon a book, too? I thought 
 you'd seen mine. 
 
 Esmeralda. And I thought you'd seen mine. Oh, the 
 ugly little whipper-snapper ! 
 
 Dorothea. To think he should trade on our friendship 
 in that horrid, ungentlemanly way. (Esmeralda suddenly, 
 takes manuscript from her work bag and tears it to pieces. 
 Dorothea watches her, then drags her copy from her 
 work basket and also tears it in small pieces.) 
 
 Enter Mrs. J. She looks at them astonished. 
 
 Mrs. T. Why, girls! 
 
 Esmeralda {tragically). Ma, we've got some news for 
 you. Pa had a note from Mr. Compton just now. 
 
 Mrs. J. {delighted). And which is it? He started speak- 
 ing to me, only we were interrupted And I've just met that 
 sweet Constance. She wants us — 
 
 Dorothea. Never mind what she wants. We ain't go- 
 ing to do it. Ma, Mr. Compton wrote to ask Pa — 
 
 Esmeralda {interrupting). He's engaged — to a New 
 York girl, and he wants this fixed up before he gets mar- 
 ried. So he wrote — {chokes zvith anger) — 
 
 Dorothea To ask Pa to recommend him as manager 
 
DIVIDED ATTENTIONS. I9 
 
 to the new firm of Dubbins & Sparks, men's outfitters, 
 Tankerville! {They stare at each other in furious amaze- 
 ment for a feiv seconds before — ) 
 
 The Curtain Falls. 
 
Parlor Matches 
 
 By WALTER BEN HARE. 
 
 Price, 25 Cents 
 
 An engaging comedy of society, 2 acts; 4 males, 5 females. 
 Time, . l^/^ hours. Scene: 1 simple interior. Characters: Vance 
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 l^'erdinand Poppleton, a frivolous young man, likewise engaged. 
 .Torkes, the hutler, who may or may not be engaged. Mrs. Seltoon. 
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 and eventually engaged. Abigail Mullen, A. B., her maid, tem- 
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 SYNOPSIS. 
 
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