Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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COAST. Yes, I do. Listen! I'd risk your not loving me; there's nothing on God's earth I wouldn't do to make you love me. GEORGIANA. That's the trouble with you men, you think you can make a woman love you whether she wants to or not, but you can't!--neither can you keep her from loving you if she does, whether she wants to or not. [_Throws nose away; crossing to the Left, sits in the rocking chair there._ COAST. I'd give you everything! GEORGIANA. That you can buy! COAST. Do you mean that you'd rather be dead poor than marry me? GEORGIANA. No, I don't say that! When I've lost everything and Steven and Louise are bankrupt, and we haven't a penny-- COAST. Yes! GEORGIANA. I might--I say I might-- COAST. Honest! GEORGIANA. [_Laughing._] Oh, dear, no! COAST. I take you at your word, anyhow. |
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