Shenandoah - Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911 by Bronson Howard
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and takes both her hands in his own, bowing his head over them._] My
head is bowed in shame. MRS. HAVERILL. Speak to me, John, as you used to speak! Tell me you still love me! HAVERILL. The--the words will come--but they are--choking me--now. [_Presses her hand to his lips._ MRS. HAVERILL. We will think no more of the past, except of what was bright in it. Frank's memory, and our own love, will be with us always. _Enter_ BUCKTHORN, _followed by_ HEARTSEASE. BUCKTHORN. Haverill! You are back from the war, too. It begins to look like peace in earnest. HAVERILL. Yes. Peace and home. [_Shaking hands with him._ MRS. HAVERILL _joins_ EDITH. _Enter_ BARKET. BARKET. Gineral! [BUCKTHORN _moves to him._ HAVERILL _joins_ MRS. HAVERILL _and_ EDITH. BARKET _speaks apart, twisting one side of his face._] I kissed her! BUCKTHORN. Have you sent for a surgeon? BARKET. I felt as if the inimy had surprised us agin, and Sheridan was |
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