H. I wonder if you mean that! Oh, what is the good of
squabbling and pretending to misunderstand when you are only up
for so short a time? Pip, don't be a stupid!
Follows a pause, during which he crosses his left leg over his right
and continues his dinner.
CAPT. G. (In answer to the thunderstorm in her eyes.) Corns-my
worst.
MRS. H. Upon my word, you are the very rudest man in the
world! I'll never do it again.
CAPT. G. (Aside.) No, I don't think you will; but I wonder what
you will do before it's all over. (To Khitmatgar.) Thorah ur
Simpkin do.
MRS. H. Well! Haven't you the grace to apologize, bad man?
CAPT. G. (Aside.) I mustn't let it drift back now. Trust a woman
for being as blind as a bat when she won't see.
MRS. H. I'm waiting; or would you like me to dictate a form of
apology?
CAPT. G. (Desperately.) By all means dictate.
MRS. H. (Lightly.) Very well. Rehearse your several Christian
names after me and go on: "Profess my sincere repentance."
CAPT. G. "Sincere repentance."
MRS. H. "For having behaved"-
CAPT. G. (Aside.) At last! I wish to Goodness she'd look away.
"For having behaved"-as I have behaved, and declare that I am
thoroughly and heartily sick of the whole business, and take this
opportunity of making clear my intention of ending it, now,
henceforward, and forever.
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