He has no time for pleasure. He is always worried about that terrible young brother of his. CECILY I'd like to meet that terrible young brother of his. Cecily begins to write in her diary. Miss PRISM You must put your diary away, Cecily. I'm writing the wonderful secrets of my life. If I don't, I'll forget them. Don't you write things, Miss Prism? MISS PRISM I once wrote novel, in younger days. a my CECILY Really, Miss Prism? How wonderfully clever you are! Where is your novel now?