Say, you missed
one whole one, the best I've seen yet! A Venus off in a fine little
room, all mosaics and painted walls,--that's where I've been.
MRS. CULLINGHAM. Why, Peter Cullingham! _Alone?_ What kind of a Venus?
PETER. Oh, beautiful! I forgot to take my medicine!
MRS. CULLINGHAM. Was she--er--_dressed_, darling?
PETER. We--you know--she _had_ been, but she'd sort of pushed it a good
way off!
MRS. CULLINGHAM. [_With a sigh._] You know we _ought_ to admire these
things, Peter darling; that's partly what we've come to Europe for!
PETER. O pshaw! here comes a gang of tourists. Come on, let's skip!
MRS. CULLINGHAM. But Ruth and Mrs. Austin?
PETER. We didn't agree to wait, and we can all meet at our hotel.
[_A crowd of TOURISTS, led by a GUIDE, presses and crowds in the
doorway. They drag their tired feet in a listless shuffle across the
room and stand in a somewhat sheepish and stupid bunch at the statue.
One or two of the younger women nudge each other and giggle. The GUIDE
stands a little in advance of them. The GUIDE describes the statue,
and while he is doing so PETER and MRS.
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