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Roy: Oh, hello. l'm delighted. I was afraid KittY had directed you to the wrong place.
Myra: Oh, no. but your note was read out before the whole crowd.
Roy: VVere you embarrassed ?
Myra: Yes, and so would you have been.
Roy: I dare say. l'm afraid I'Ve made it difficutt for you.
Myra: Well, you gave up the colonec, so f expect I made it difficuli for you too.
Roy: Yes, you did, but I have mY reward. It was wonderfut of you to have come. Shall we go in ?
They go into the club, choose a table, then sit down.
Roy: How nice you look.
Roy: What do dancers eat ?
Myra: Oh, dull things mostly. Nutritious yet not fattenrng.
Roy: Oh, no~ not tonight. ( To waiter) What coutd you sugges' that would be particutarfy rich and indigestible ?
Waiter: The crepes is very nice, sir.
Roy: And wine. It isn't against the rules for a dancer to drrnk a littlt light wine, is it ?
Myra: well, tonight...
Roy: Good, Number Forry please.
Waiter: Number Forty.
Roy: The ballet was beautiful.
Myra: Madame didn 't think so.
Roy: Well, experts never know, it takes outsiders to know, and I
weII you it was beautiful.
Myra: That certainly proves you 're an outsider.
Roy: Are you.gIad to see me again ?
Roy: I sense a reservation.
Myra: well, I suppose there is one.
Roy: What ?Why ?
Myra: What's the good of it ?
Roy: You're a strange girl, aren't you ? What's the good of anything ? What's the good of living ?
Myra: That's a question, too.
Roy: Oh, now wait a minute nowl l'm not going to let you get away with that. The wonderfcjI thing about ti\ting is that this sort of thing can happen. In the shadow of a death raid, I can meet you and feel more intenseiy alive than walking around in peacetime and taking my fife for granted.
Myra: It 's a hjgh price to pay for it.
Roy: I don 't think so.
Myra: I do, Do people have to kill each other to give them a heightened sense of life ?
Roy: That's got nothing to do with people killing each other. Either you're excited about life or you're not. You know l've never been able to wait for the future. When I was very young, a child in fact, climbed to the top branch of a high tall, stood like a diver, and announced to my horrified governess, now t shall take a leap into the future, and jumped. I was in the hospital for two months.
Myra: You should Jet the future catch up with you more slowly.
Roy: Oh, no, no, never. Temperament. l can't help it. Look here, if we'd met in ordinary times in an ordinary way, we'd just about be telling each other what schools we went to. We ' re much further along, don't you think ?
Myra: Are we ?
Roy: You know we are. Now, l'm too excited to eat, tet's dance.
They dance, looking into the eyes of each other. Minutes later,
they are back to their seats, Roy raises his cup.
Roy: To us. I still don 't get it, not quite.
Roy: Your face. lt's all youth, al[ beauty.
Myra: VVhat is it you still don 't get ?
Roy: You know when i left you this aft ernoon I couldn't remember what you tooked tike, not for the life of me. I thought, was she pretty ? Was she ugly ? What was she like, I couldn't remember. I simply had to get to that theater tonight to see what you looked like。
Myra: And do you think you 'II remember me now ?
Roy: I think so. I think so. for the rest of my life.
Myra: But, what is it about me you still don 't get ?
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, we now come to the faSt dance of the evening. I hope you will enjoy "The Farewell Waltz. "
Roy: l'II tell you later. Let's dance now.
The candles go out one by one. Their whole world is surrounded by
the softness of music.
Myra: What does it mean~ these candles ?
Roy: You 'II find out.
Now the night is late, they are on the way back to Myra's residence.
Roy:I'II write you. Will you answer ?
Roy: Wonderful evening, wasn't it ?
Myra: Yes, thank you very much.
Roy: When I come back, we 'll go there again.
Roy: lt'II be our pface. That's where we'II always recapture this evening, Do you think we 'II ever see each other ag8in ?
Myra: I think it's doubtful, don 't you ?
Roy: Yas, lsuppose it is.
Myra: What was it that you startad to tell me in the restaurant that you didn't understand about me ?
Roy: No use going into it now.
Myra: No, idut, tell me please, I'd like to know.
Roy: Well, it struck me as curious ever since } met you, you know,from that very early moment ages ago... that you're so young, so lovely and... defeatist... I mean you, You don't seem to expect much from life
Myra: Well, aren'tl, right ? For instance I met you, I liked you, and now so soon we have to part, and, perhaps we will never see each other again.
Roy: You can concaive that than, our never seeing each other again ?
Myra: Yes, I can.
Roy: This where you live ?
Roy: Nothing to do about it, is there ?
Myra: Nothing, except to saY goodbye.
Roy: I suppose so.
Roy: Goodbye, Myra dear
Myra: Goodbye, Roy.
Roy: Keep well.
Myra: Yes, you too, keep well.
Roy: Nothing can happen to me. Your lucky charm will see to that.
Myra: I hope it will, I pray it will. Goodbye.
Roy: Goodbye. Please leave me first.