Dinner at Eight Page #10

- Yes?

- Yeah.

We're members of the same golf club.

How nice.

I wonder when we eat.

- Pardon, madam.

- Yes, Dora?

Will you please come upstairs?

Mr. Jordan isn't feeling well.

Very well, Dora. I don't know how I...

I've got to...

Maybe I'd better go up

and see him with you.

- Perhaps you'd better.

- Yes, surely.

Oliver.

I'm all right, Millicent.

Don't worry, please.

It's something I had for lunch.

- Talbot?

- Certainly.

Have you any spirits of ammonia?

I think there's some in the medicine chest.

I'll get it.

I'll be right back, Oliver.

- I'm all right.

- There, there, now. Take it easy, old man.

That's right.

Here you are, dear. You do this.

You can do it much better than I can...

and remember,

we must not spoil Millicent's dinner.

They probably won't know

anything about this news until tomorrow.

I'm all right now. Thank you.

Of course you are, my dear.

Now Ernest won't notice a thing.

I don't want to see Ernest.

I don't want to see anybody.

Yes, you do, dear.

But I want to tell you one thing.

Don't ever let him know anything

about this...

'cause if there's one thing I know, it's men.

I ought to. It's been my life work.

I can't ever love another man.

No, of course you can't, dear.

But if you should,

you know, someone like Ernest...

he won't want to know anything

about your past...

as long as you keep it in the past.

Come on, dear.

Why, Millicent, what is it?

I had to tell her, Oliver.

Oliver, my poor...

No, don't, dear. Please.

Sit down, Oliver.

That's it. Here. Drink this.

Why didn't you tell me?

Dear, it isn't as bad

as all that. Is it, now?

No. Not at all.

Dear heart, I would have told you

all about it.

No, you wouldn't.

And I've been too busy to notice...

while you've been suffering.

Oliver, I do love you,

and I've always loved you...

even though I have turned into a silly...

stupid, useless wife.

Now, but you haven't, Millie.

As a matter of fact,

you've turned out a much better wife...

than I have a husband.

- No.

- Yes.

You see, the thing

that's troubling me most, Millie...

is that...

I'm afraid the Jordan Line is gone.

- Gone?

- We're broke.

But everybody's broke, darling.

Don't let that worry you.

We'll economize. That's what we'll do.

We'll economize. Now, let me see.

I don't have to take a box for that

charity thing Saturday night now...

you know, for backward orphans

or something.

And I'll cancel my hairdresser's tomorrow.

You leave everything to me.

And with Paula married to Ernest,

we'll take a smaller place somewhere.

Hello, Embassy Club.

This is Mrs. Oliver Jordan.

I want to cancel my table

for after the theater tonight. Thank you.

And you go to bed

right after dinner, darling.

Darling, we're going to be

happier than ever. You'll see.

I like it in New York in the summer.

I've had some swell times

on penthouse parties.

All my life, I've wanted

to be a penthouse girl.

Yeah. You'd be good at that.

I'll be seeing you.

- Joseph.

- Yes, madam.

You can announce dinner

in a few moments.

Yes, madam.

- Hello, Hattie.

- Hello, Oliver.

- How are you, Ed?

- I'm fine.

- You all right?

- Fine, thanks.

Oliver, I've missed you.

I'm sorry. I had to telephone.

Some business.

You're not cross with Carlotta, are you?

You know I love you.

- Go on. Tell Jordan.

- Shut up.

- Go on and tell him.

- Shut up.

If you don't, you'll be sorry

as long as you live.

Shut up.

- How do you do, Mrs. Packard?

- Glad to see you, I'm sure.

- Oliver, how are you?

- Glad to see you.

I'm delighted, I assure you.

We'll go in to dinner.

Seems rather rude

not to wait for Mr. Renault.

But after all, it's nearly 9:00.

You're not going to tell him?

- Mr. Jordan, I've got...

- I'll tell him.

Dan never will let me talk

to anyone that's attractive.

Oliver, I've got something

very important to tell you.

I've got some news for you.

News? When a man bites a dog,

that's news.

I hope you'll like that stuff I brought

from Paris for you.

One of them is a knockout.

You came near losing the Jordan Lines

this afternoon.

A dirty crook by the name of Baldridge

tried to pull a fast one.

- You don't mean...

- Yes, but I saved it for you.

We headed him off.

Say, old man, I've been

awfully unfair to you.

Oh, no.

I was reading a book the other day.

Reading a book?

Yes. It's all about

civilization or something.

A nutty kind of a book.

You know, the guy says that machinery...

is going to take the place

of every profession.

My dear, that's something

you need never worry about.

Say, I want to sit next to Oliver!

Oliver, where are you?

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