a Free Saturday
It is nearly noon on Saturday, September the 1st. Charles is in bed, as usual. The door opens, and Scarlett comes in, carrying cups and plates and the morning letters.
"Good morning, Charles. I've brought us sime breakfast. Sorry the toast's a bit burnt.'
She sits down on the edge of the bed. Charles wakes up. Scarlett pours the tea and spreads butter on the toast. They eat breakfast together comfortably.
"What are you going to do today?' she asks him.
" Well,' says Charles. "today is a day without a wedding. A free Saturday! The only thing that I have to do is to meet David. I mustn't be late for him.' He picks up a large white envelope and opens it.
" I think I'll look For a job today.' says Scarlett. "I heard about one the other day, as a shop assistant. You have to sell strange clothes to strange people. I think I'd be good at it.'
But Charles isn't concentrating. He is studying the card in the envelope. He looks rather rather upset.
" Are you all right?' Scarlett asks him.
:It's that girl, Carrie-do you remember? The American girl. It's the invitation to her wedding.'