Jane Heap

MCA: With all the exasperation of contemporary life, I seem on the point of losing my interest in things.

JH: Give me a few moments of your exasperated time and we'll get out another of our famous annuals.

MCA: Known as The Little Review?

JH: Not so largely known.

(atmosphere of concentrated impotence)

MCA: We must act.

JH: I see a great deal of action all over the place.

MCA: You must create!

JH: I know of no commandment to create.

MCA: You might do something if you weren't so neurotic!

JH: Since when have the unneurotic been so creative?

MCA: Don't be Norwegian! I'll shall go mad!

JH: Don't! There are no modern asylums!

MCA: (fuming) Just what do you mean!

JH: No cells padded with mirrors….

MCA: (diverted - looking in the glass with satisfaction) At least I'm good looking!

JH: !

MCA: And you are extremely handsome!

JH: !

MCA: Of course if weren't so intelligent -

JH: !

MCA: I might be more effective. It's perfectly true. It's not logical for me to have brains. And you might be more effective if you weren't so diabolical. As our enemies so prettily say: Destroy if you must but don't devastate!

JH: (Turns a Norwegian profile toward the interesting talker)

MCA: If we didn't waste so much time in good conversation we might at least be self-supporting!

JH: Be self-supporting - and take the conversation that goes with it.

MCA: Well…it might be called an impasse…

JH: (allows her hand to droop from the wrist in the manner she is glad to know terrorizes her companion)

MCA: But thank heaven I can get some ecstasy out of life!

JH: Why limit me to ecstasy?

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