Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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page 122 of 186 (65%)
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back was my old cursed luck!
GEORGIANA. Oh, Steve! And I believed in you so thoroughly, I never had a doubt! STEVEN. I know it! I know it! I'm rotten all through, Georgy. [_Bursting into tears._] I'm not worth being forgiven--[_He falls on his knees, in a paroxysm of sobs and tears._] I'm _rotten_! Oh--I'm rotten-- [_He sobs uncontrollably._ [GEORGIANA _watches him a little while in silence. Then she goes to him and puts her hand on his shoulder._ GEORGIANA. Steve! STEVEN. [_Sobbing._] Yes! GEORGIANA. I forgive you! STEVEN. No! No! GEORGIANA. And I'll trust you again if I have a chance. STEVEN. [_Looking up._] Georgy, what do you mean? [_Beginning to control his sobs._ GEORGIANA. I mean, though it's been a pretty big blow, my faith in you isn't altogether gone yet. |
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