Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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[_Handing one to_ GEORGIANA.
GEORGIANA. One for me too! Oh, thank you! COAST. Certainly, because I want a bit of cake. I'm after that ring. [_Goes up back of table for cake._ GEORGIANA. Don't anybody swallow the ring. [_All eat the cake and now speak with their mouths full._ CHRISTOPHER. I haven't got it yet, Auntie. ELAINE. Nor I. GEORGIANA. Don't talk. Everybody eat till some one gets it! TOOTS. [_Crying._] I can't eat my cake! I can't eat my cake! GEORGIANA. Why not, dear? TOOTS. 'Cause I haven't got no place! I haven't got no place to put it! [_Crying._ PHILIP. He's full up! GEORGIANA. Never mind, Toots, dear, you shall have a piece for supper. |
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