Ex-Lady Page #5

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- Taxi!

- No rebound?

- No rebound.

I've locked the door. And thrown

the key down a deep well.

I can still scream.

Oh no you can't.

I'll smother you with kisses.

You talk like a novelette.

"Reading time:
11 and a half minutes. "

I'm not going to let you bluff me

tonight, Helen. Not tonight...

Better be careful. At school I

was known as the athletic type.

Oh, yeah?

Well, if you're finished now,

Nick, I think I'd better run along.

I'm not going to let you go, Helen.

You'd better start screaming.

The Marines.

Yes?

Well, Van, what's up?

Nothing's up. Everything's down.

I knew your apartment was near,

so I ran up. How are you?

Greetings.

I don't get you, Van. What's down?

We're having a party at Renee's.

We ran out of scotch.

You don't mind if I borrow

No, certainly not. Go right

ahead. Make yourself at home.

A party at Renee's? I haven't seen her

for over a week. Guess I'll go along.

Oh, that's swell. That's fine.

Why don't you come too, Nick?

If you know anybody that's lonesome,

call them up. Call everybody up.

- Goodnight. -Thanks, Nick.

I'm glad I didn't disturb you.

This is goodnight?

Yes, Van. Thanks for seeing me home.

I've always admired you, Helen.

You're beautiful. Not as beautiful as

Iris, mind you. But you're beautiful.

Thanks, Van. You're sweet.

Helen, I don't suppose you could

be interested in me, could you?

Oh, don't get me wrong. Nothing

serious. You know how it is.

No, Van, I'm afraid I

couldn't be interested.

- There's no harm in asking.

- No harm at all. Good night, Van.

Goodnight.

Helen.

Oh, darling...

I'm so ashamed of myself for

causing that terrible scene.

Don, I didn't know what to do.

- Then Nick told me to his apartment.

- You needn't tell me.

I want to tell you. We were kidding,

and... oh, then it wasn't funny anymore.

He didn't...?

You didn't...?

No. I ran down to the

street, looking for you.

And Van came to Nick's. Talk about an

angel in disguise! And brought me home.

And would you believe it, he

propositioned me on the sidewalk!

Van?

But that's how it always will be, when a

wife leaves her husband. For any reason.

Darling, it may not be perfect

living together all the time, but...

It hurts both ways.

And this way it hurts less.

It's getting late, Mrs. Peterson.

May I stay here tonight?

I'm afraid not, Mr. Peterson.

Call on me again some time.

It's a cold, bleak night. You wouldn't

turn me out in a storm, would you?

I'm that kind of a girl, Mr. Peterson.

Move over, sweetheart. Your

husband is home to stay.

THE END:

[English subs by adimond]

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