Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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page 72 of 186 (38%)
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MRS. CARLEY. Yes, thank goodness! You _might_ have been here. GEORGIANA. You know I can't stand your would-be smart parties! LOUISE. I think they're always angry when they don't see you. GEORGIANA. Nonsense! Did you have a good time? Pick everybody else to pieces? LOUISE. No, we all said nice things about Mrs. Lothman. GEORGIANA. Mercy! What's the matter with her? LOUISE. My dear, she's a perfect nonentity; she might just as well _not_ exist. GEORGIANA. [_Amused._] Well, to tell the truth, I don't care much about her myself. She's one of those boring creatures who when you ask her how she is, really tells you! MRS. CARLEY. _You_ with fancy work! What in the world are you doing? GEORGIANA. I am knitting a tie for Dick! MRS. CARLEY. Good gracious. Well, I'll go upstairs and get into something _loose_. I'll be ready in ten minutes. [_She goes out Right._ |
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