What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
advertising Ah—yes Angela and Leach Angie arms awfully back to town Bill billiard table billiards Blair Patterson BOOTH TARKINGTON breakfast bridal suite Charlie comedy comes downstairs course curtain darling dear dinner Dulcinea Dulcy's embrace Enter Gordon Enter Henry everything excited Exeunt Exit Henry father Forbes and Smith Forbes comes Forbes looks Forbes turns Forbeses French windows G. P. Putnam's Sons garden goes golf Gordie Gordon Smith hear Hello humidor husband jewelry kisses laugh Lynn Fontanne married matter mean Michael Strang minute Miss Forbes morning necklace never NEYSA McMEIN nice No—I pause pearls piano picture play pretty rises scenario writer Schuyler Van Dyck shakes sixteen and two-thirds Sons New York sorry stairs starts Stoops to Conquer suppose talk business tell Thank there's thing thought Vincent Leach What's wife Willie wonderful
Page 21 - M'm! It's nice and cool in here, isn't it? You know, if there is any breeze going at all, we get it in this room. [She has a way of speaking an age-old platitude as though it were a wise and original thought — a little thing casually tossed off in the course of conversation.] Don't we, Gordon, darling?
Page vii - Comedy— no, it is the lowest of all farces. It is not the subject I condemn, though very 7 vulgar, but the execution. The drift tends to no moral, no edification of any kind. The situations, however, are well imagined, and make one laugh, in spite of the grossness of the dialogue, the forced witticisms, and total improbability of the whole plan and conduct. But what disgusts me most is, that though the characters are very low, and aim at low humor, not one of them says a sentence that is natural...
Page vii - Goldsmith has written a comedy — no, ' it is the lowest of all farces ; it is not ' the subject I condemn , though very ' vulgar , but the execution. The drift ' tends to no moral, no edification of any ' kind— the situations , however, are well " imagined , and make one laugh in spite " of the grossness of the dialogue, the "forced witticisms, and total improba' bility of the whole plan and conduct.
Page 59 - Yes, but — that was business and — ANGELA. I know — it's always business with you men. You're all alike. STERRETT. You talk as though you'd examined the whole city. ANGELA. Well, I did know another man who was just like you. STERRETT. Who is he? ANGELA [looking up from the magazine for first time]. Oh, don't be silly. I shouldn't tell you even if you weren't so rude. I simply say you are all alike. Your idea of romance is to sit in the moonlight and talk about the income tax. STERRETT [sitting...
Page vii - Stoops indeed ! — so she does, that is the Muse; she is draggled up to the knees, and has trudged, I believe, from Southwark Fair.
Page vii - Dr. Goldsmith has written a comedy," says this profound critic, " — no, it is the lowest of all farces ; it is not the subject I condemn, though very vulgar, but the execution. The drift tends to no moral, no edification of any kind — the situations, however, are well imagined, and make one laugh in spite of the grossness of the dialogue, the forced witticisms, and total improbability of the whole plan and conduct. But what disgusts me most is, that though the characters are very low...
Page 168 - Good morning, everybody. All ready for breakfast? It's a lovely day, isn't it? Has anyone been out? The sun is shining; it's just good to be alive. How do you feel this morning, Mrs. Forbes? MRS. FORBES. I'm rather depressed. DULCY. Depressed? Well, you mustn't be. I have some wonderful news for you. It's a surprise. Who do you think will be here inside an hour? FORBES. A couple dozen reporters, I suppose. DULCY [almost singing it].
Page 128 - We just have to get our bags. DULCY. They just have to get their bags. Vincent, now you go out and find Mrs. Forbes and tell her; then we'll all meet in the garage in ten minutes. I'll go up and get Angela's things for her. [She starts up, then turns to consider.] Now let me see — [Enter STERRETT.] STERRETT [coming forward with attempted carelessness]. Oh, hello!
Page 76 - And Mr. Sterrett — and Gordon — And I'll make the fourth. Mr. Leach. [He is absorbed in ANGELA] Mr. Leach. [He turns] Why don't you and Angela go out on the lawn and see the view? GORDON. Dulcy, dear — DULCY. Where the Japanese garden is going to be? ANGELA [giving LEACH her hand].
Page 67 - ... [VAN DYCK and BILL come strolling through the window.] He'd have to look after his other things, too, and you'd be the loser. FORBES. Why, I didn't know he had any other — [Door bell rings.] DULCY. Oh, there's Mr. Leach now! [Calling.] Gordon ! Gordon, bring Angela in ! [She sees VAN DYCK.] Are you having a nice time, Mr. Van Dyck? We want everybody to have a nice time. [GORDON and MRS. FORBES return. HENRY enters to answer the door bell.] VAN DYCK. Oh, delightful! DULCY. You're to play eighteen...