)
MADELINE: (_both critical and good-humoured_) You haven't made a large
contribution to that, have you, Horace?
HORACE: Madeline, you don't want to let this sarcastic habit grow on
you.
MADELINE: Thanks for the tip.
FUSSIE: Oh--_Madeline, (holds out her hand to take the book from_ HORACE
_and shows it to_ MADELINE) You know--
DORIS: S-h Don't be silly, (_to cover this_) Who you playing with?
HORACE: Want me to play with you, Madeline?
MADELINE: (_genially_) I'd rather play with you than talk to you.
HORACE: Same here.
FUSSIE: Aren't cousins affectionate?
MADELINE: (_moving through to the other part of the library_) But first
I'm looking for a book.
HORACE: Well, I can tell you without your looking it up, he did say it.
But that was an age of different values. Anyway, the fact that they're
quoting it shows it's being misapplied.
MADELINE: (_smiling_) Father said so.
HORACE: (_on his dignity_) Oh, of course--if you don't want to be
serious.
(MADELINE _laughs and passes on through_.)
DORIS: What are you two talking about?
HORACE: Madeline happened to overhear a little discussion down on the
campus.
FUSSIE: Listen. You know something? Sometimes I think Madeline Morton is
a highbrow in disguise.
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