[During a night rain-storm, Dr. Hulme knocks on the Riepers' door]
Dr. Henry Hulme:
Mrs. Rieper, may I come in?
Honorah Parker Rieper:
Yes, of course.
Dr. Henry Hulme:
Thank you.
[They sit in the parlor]
Dr. Henry Hulme:
Your daughter's an imaginative and spirited girl.
Honorah Parker Rieper:
Look, if she's spending too much time at your house, you only need to say. All those nights that she spends over, she assured us that you don't mind.
Dr. Henry Hulme:
It, it's rather more complicated than that. Since Mrs. Hulme and I have returned home, Juliet has been behaving in a rather disturbed manner... surliness, general irritability - most uncharacteristic.
Herbert Rieper:
Sure I can't tempt you to a nice sherry, Dr. Hulme?
Dr. Henry Hulme:
No, thank you. The thing is...
Honorah Parker Rieper:
Yvonne hasn't been herself, either. Locking herself away in her room, endlessly writing.
Dr. Henry Hulme:
My wife and I feel the friendship is... unhealthy.
Herbert Rieper:
No arguments there, Dr. Hulme! All that time inside working on those novels of theirs. They don't get fresh air or exercise!
Honorah Parker Rieper:
I'm not sure what you mean, Dr. Hulme.
Dr. Henry Hulme:
Your daughter appears to have formed a rather unwholesome attachment to Juliet.
Honorah Parker Rieper:
What's she done?
Dr. Henry Hulme:
She hasn't done anything. It's the intensity of the friendship that concerns me. I think we should avert trouble before it starts.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:24