Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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page 118 of 186 (63%)
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STEVEN. [_Half laughs._] You want me to try and persuade her to marry
you against her own desire even? COAST. That's the figure. STEVEN. When I know you're, in your way, just as dishonorable a man as I am, and hard and heartless, [STEVE _rises_.] I wouldn't risk my sister's happiness with you, if it would save me twice over. Even if she loved you, I'd say what I could against it. COAST. [_Quick._] She'll never know you broke your word to her if I help you. STEVEN. Yes, she will, because I mean to tell her to-night. COAST. All right! STEVEN. That's what I've come for, to make a clean breast of everything. COAST. You're a damned fool! [_He rises and moves away._] However, each way plays more or less into my hands. GEORGIANA. [_Outside of door Right._] If you are telling secrets, look out--I'm coming! COAST. Come on! [GEORGIANA _comes in, dressed in graceful negligée tea gown._ GEORGIANA. Good evening, Sam! Steve, you're not dressed yet? |
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