Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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ELAINE. If she wasn't old, she'd be married. It must be awful to be so
old. PHILIP. She's nearly thirty, I guess. ALL THE CHILDREN. Oh! [_Loud and long._ CHRISTOPHER. You'll be deader soon after thirty, won't you? TOOTS. [_Crying._] I don't want Auntie Georgiana to be a deader! PHILIP. [_Bored._] Shut up! LIZZIE. [_Comes to_ TOOTS _and comforts him_.] Toots, dear! PHILIP. I'm glad Aunt Georgiana's an old maid, 'cause I don't want her to leave us. [FOOTMAN _enters and stands at the Right_.] She gave me my birthday party. MOLES. Yes, and this whole house'd miss your aunt, I can tell you that, Mr. Philip. [_Takes away the plates._] She just keeps things going smooth with everybody. PHILIP. I told her I saw you kiss Lizzie on the back stairs, Saturday. |
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