(She gets)
He'd already being hired by sleep,
When his 'Coy Mistress', returned from the long trip.
Daina:
(Squeezing words)
What's he doing here?
Who brought me here?
Nurse 1:
He happened to be your benefactor,
One who'd been because of you an actor.
Diana:
(gathering herself)
Actor? For me? How?
Nurse 1:
You'll get to know now.
(Chaffy stirs)
Chaffy:
(yawning.... Then stops abruptly)
Oh.... Dearest, sorry, how're you feeling now?
The untutor'd driver, with his car knocked you down.
But now that're you alright,
I'll get on going, it's almost night.
(He looks at her, then leaves)
Nurse 2:
What a pinked-lip fellow, how gentle and generous he is
Nurse 3:
How I wish I get a man whose composure is of this.
(Light fades)
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