Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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[_She cannot keep her tears back._
COAST. [_Going to her._] Georgy, don't--don't--I love you. GEORGIANA. No! I don't want you to. COAST. It don't make any difference if you want me to or not; I do, got to, it's so strong in me--won't you have me? GEORGIANA. No! Won't you leave me alone a little? COAST. No, I can't. Listen; I know I'm not refined enough for you--but I can get over that in time. Sure! I can get over everything for you, if you'll only love me. GEORGIANA. No! now go away from me. [_He kneels beside her a little awkwardly, trying to make her look at him._ COAST. There isn't a thing in this world that money can buy I won't give you. GEORGIANA. There are some things money can't buy. COAST. No, there ain't--not _my_ money! You'll have everything a woman can hanker after in this world--the best there is, and Steve shall have it, too, for your sake. GEORGIANA. I can never love you. |
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