Now it’s his turn to dance with me. I ma
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Rosemary Sydney is a proud “old maid schoolteacher”, who has a habit of denying the
Now it’s his turn to dance with me. I may be an old maid schoolteacher, but I can keep up with you. Ride ‘em, cowboy! I used to have a boyfriend was a cowboy. Met him in Colorado when I went out there to get over a case of flu. He was in love with me, ‘cause I was an older woman and had some sense. Took me up into the mountains one night and made love. Wanted me to marry him right there on the mountain top. Said God’d be our preacher, the moon our best man. Ever hear such talk? Dance with me, young man. Dance with me. I can keep up with you. You know what? You remind me of one of those ancient statues. There was one in the school library until last year. He was a Roman gladiator. All he had on was a shield. A shield over his arm. That was all he had on. All we girls felt insulted, havin’ to walk past that statue every time we went to the library. We got up a petition and made the principal do something about it. You know what he did? He got the school janitor to fix things right. He got a chisel and made that statue decent. Lord, those ancient people were depraved. Where you goin’?
Inge, William. Four Plays. Grove Press, New York, NY. 1958. pp. 121-122.