Life — December 25, 1902 — page 60: what you’re looking at

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32 Pees LIFE Ceos+r€ Bitten. (Wrrn Apo.oaies To Mr, MAETERLINCE.) ERSONS: Aw Otp Map Kina, A Nean-SiouteD NCLE. A Cuanwomay. MELissa, A smait room opening from @ veranda in New Jersey. The doors ant windows are tightly dowd. A herowene lamp burns dimly in one corner, (Everybody de discovered.) Oxp Map Kino: Ob, dear, dear, and {s this the place you have choson for us to spend the summer? CHanwomay: (Pleasantly) Yes, yos, this is tho placo—this is the placo wo have chosen to spend the summer. Mextssa I'd rather dio—I’d rather dio than spend the summer here! CHARWOMAN: Yes, 8, wo'd rather die— but we can't—wo can't dio— and 80 wo must spend tho summor here. That is reason- able—that {8 quite reasonable, is it not? THE HUMAN PORM DIVINE A Voice from the Future; NEXT CAR, CAPTAIN! Nean-Sicntep Uncie: Why can't we go outside? Why can't we go outside and sit on the veranda? Cuanwoman: Thave told you, Still, if you wish to go, go! You will be bitten—but what of that? You have been bitten before, Otp Map Kry I do not wish to go—I was bitten by a dog once, and I have been mad ever since, Menissa: Iam going to open tho window—I am going to open the window just a little, I cannotlive unloss I open the window just a littlo! Cuanwoman: Yes, yes! Open tho window, What is the good of speaking? Open the window and let themin! Nean-Siontep Uncie: ‘Then we can go out, That is a good Idea. Ue assists Melissa to open the window. The mos quitoes enter singing. They settte comfortably on the occupants of the room ) Oup Mav Kino: (Ihtting himself in the eye.) Ob, dear, deart Now they are in! Now it wiil always bo like this! (Jetting and stapping himself wildly.) Cnarwowa’ Yes, yes—now it will always be like this! It will always be like this! I told you, but you would nct listen, Nean-Stontep UNciE Iam going out. (Je goes out through the door, but in @ moment comes back through the window, The Old Mad King, taking him for a mosquito, slaps him in the face as he en- rs. They begin to fight.) MELISSA: What is it? Whatis the matter? Oh, tell me, what is the matter ? Nean-Sioutep UnciE: Worse—thoy are worse out there! Do you comicbooks.com