If: a play in four acts by Lord (Edward J. M. D. Plunkett) Dunsany
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MIRALDA Can't you think? JOHN No. O, well, it can't have been so very important. And yet . . . Well, where shall we lunch? MIRALDA Gratzenheim's. JOHN Right. What time? MIRALDA One-thirty. Would that suit? JOHN Perfectly. I'd like to get a man like Hussein in prison. I'd like . . . O, I beg your pardon. [He hurries to open the door. Exit |
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