The Gay Lord Quex - A Comedy in Four Acts by Arthur Wing Pinero
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[_Sympathetically._] Three or four. DUCHESS. But then, nurses are but nurses. [_Nobly._] I must not forget that I am a wife, Harry. QUEX. No, no--you mustn't forget that. DUCHESS. [_Gazing into his eyes._] And so, between you and me, [_placing her hands upon his shoulders_] it is over. QUEX. [_Promptly._] Over. DUCHESS. Finally, irrevocably over. QUEX. [_Freeing himself._] Absolutely over. [_Taking her hand and bowing over it solemnly._] Done with. |
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