Her Own Way - A Play in Four Acts by Clyde Fitch
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COAST. I don't suppose you could get at her securities anyway this
afternoon? STEVEN. Oh, yes, I could. We have our deposit box together. COAST. Don't you think she'd forgive you when it means such a lot to Louise and her mother? STEVEN. Why shouldn't she? COAST. Why don't you risk it? That promise was just to keep you from losing, and this time I'll see you don't lose--so why not? STEVEN. By George, I will! Georgiana really can't blame me when there's so much at stake. COAST. Can you get the stuff to-day? STEVEN. [_Looks at his watch._] Yes, if I hurry. COAST. All right, go ahead. I'll come to your office to-morrow at nine. Listen--I ain't supposed, of course, to have anything to do with this--and when you get it, don't go giving my tip to other chumps. STEVEN. Oh, no. COAST. What you do is on your own responsibility? STEVEN. Exactly, only _you_ guarantee? |
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