Children's Classics in Dramatic Form by Augusta Stevenson
page 74 of 182 (40%)
page 74 of 182 (40%)
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OLD SOLDIER (_interrupting_). And then put on your red ones!
KAREN. Sh-h! Grandmother must not know. OLD SOLDIER. She can't hear, for I am talking through my long red beard. KAREN. Why is your beard so red, Old Soldier? OLD SOLDIER. To make more light for my eyes--that I may see without looking. KAREN. See without looking? OLD SOLDIER (_nodding_). I was not in the church, yet I saw you clearly when you knelt at the altar and raised the golden cup to your lips. KAREN (_surprised_). You saw that? OLD SOLDIER (_nodding_). And more--I saw your thoughts. KAREN. You saw my thoughts? OLD SOLDIER (_nodding_). It was to you as if your red shoes passed before your eyes in the cup. Am I not right? KAREN (_showing fear_). Y-e-s-- OLD SOLDIER. And I saw by the light of my beard that you forgot to sing the hymns; eh, Karen? |
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