The Gay Lord Quex - A Comedy in Four Acts by Arthur Wing Pinero
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MURIEL.
How? SOPHY. I'll tell you. After you went indoors to dress, I took off my rings and put them on that table. [_Looking away rather guiltily._] Rings fidget me, this hot weather--don't they you? Well, just as I'd finished with Mrs. Jack, it suddenly struck me--my rings!--and I hurried back to fetch them. When I got here, I came across Lord Quex and the Duchess. MURIEL. [_Calmly._] Yes? SOPHY. I stooped down behind that hedge there. MURIEL. You did not! SOPHY. Oh, I suppose you consider it mean! MURIEL. |
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