Charles Lodge:
Stonewall!
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Charlie!
[both laugh and hug one another]
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Why didn't you tell me it was Charlie Horse?
Margit Agnew:
Charlie Horse?
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Certainly!
Margit Agnew:
Then he's an Indian?
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Well, I'll say.
Margit Agnew:
He told me his name was Lodge.
Charles Lodge:
Well, it is Lodge.
[to Mrs. Bly]
Charles Lodge:
I told you all the time that my name was Lodge, but you insisted on calling me Horse.
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Well, you said I could call you Horse if I'd let you call me Stonewall Jackson.
[both laugh heartily]
Margit Agnew:
For the sake of my sanity, you two have met before?
Mrs. Kensington-Bly:
Paris. April. Oh, the happiest month of my life.
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