“BONES appears from the Kitchen entrance. He is pushing a well-laden dinner-trolley in front of him. It has on it a covered casserole dish, a bottle of wine in an ice bucket, two glasses, two plates, two of every-thing… dinner for two in fact, and very elegant. He is followed by GEORGE holding a couple of lettuce leaves and a carrot, which he nibbles absently. GEORGE: What do you mean, ‘What does he look like?’ He looks like a rabbit with long legs. (But BONES has stopped, listening to Dotty’s v...oice, rather as a man might pause in St. Peter’s on hearing choristers….) BONES: That was it…. That was the one she was singing….I remember how her voice faltered, I saw the tears spring into her eyes, the sobs shaking her breast… and that awful laughing scream as they brought the curtain down on the first lady of the musical stage—never to rise again! Oh yes, there are many stars in the West End night, but there’s only ever been one Dorothy Moore…. GEORGE: Yes, I must say I envy her that.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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