Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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page 78 of 186 (41%)
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COAST. Where's Miss Georgiana? LOUISE. She'll be down in a minute. Sam, do you know what's the matter with Steve? COAST. Probably he's been losing. LOUISE. Whose money? COAST. Everybody's. LOUISE. But can't you help him? COAST. No; it's not my business. [_Sits on the sofa, putting the pillows out of his way._ LOUISE. But he's my husband, and you're my cousin. COAST. What's the difference? Twenty years ago, when your father was rich as Croesus and my guv'ner and I up a stump for--tobacco, anyway, if not for bread, did he lift a finger to help us? not on your life! That lets me out! Every man for himself--and listen, if I wanted to starve I could lose a real good fortune through Steve Carley, without any outside help. LOUISE. I told mother you'd be like that. COAST. We're all pretty much alike; she'd recognize the Coast family. |
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