The Black Cat - A Play in Three Acts by John Todhunter
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Yes, it's an advance, decidedly. What is it, eh? I forget. Denham. Brynhild. Fitzgerald. Oh, Brynhild! The horse is awfully good, you know--savage and that; but the woman isn't ugly enough--at least, you haven't quite got the right kind of ugliness, eh? Denham. Unfortunately I meant her to be beautiful. Mrs. Denham. (_smiling_) And I gave him some sittings, Mr. Fitzgerald. Fitzgerald. (_with a genial laugh_) Did you, now? Well, he tried to improve on you--that was it. (_With great conviction to Denham._) But--but surely you're wrong in that. Brynhild was an ugly, passionate woman. The passionate woman is always ugly. The passionate woman has character, and character is always ugly. Denham. |
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