The Gay Lord Quex - A Comedy in Four Acts by Arthur Wing Pinero
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towards--[_indicating_ SOPHY _by a motion of the hand._] But I make an
appeal to you. SOPHY. [_Elevating her eyebrows._] Appeal? QUEX. [_With simple feeling and dignity._] I love Miss Eden. I would be a good husband to that young lady. Let me off. SOPHY. Let you off? QUEX. Don't tell on me. Don't try to rob me of Miss Eden. Let me off. SOPHY. I'm sorry to say I can't, my lord. QUEX You won't? SOPHY. |
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