Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard by Eleanor Farjeon
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now answer one?
Joan: Yes. Martin: Then tell me this--what is your quarrel with men? Joan: Oh, Master Pippin! they say that one and one make two. Martin: Is this possible? Good heavens, are men such numskulls! When they have but to go to the littlest woman on earth to learn--what you and I well know--that one and one make one, and sometimes three, or four, or even half-a-dozen; but never two. Fie upon these men! Joan: I am glad you think I am in the right. But how obstinate they are! Martin: As obstinate as children, and should be birched as roundly. Joan: Oh! but-- You would not birch children. Martin: You are right again. They should be coaxed. Joan: Yes. No. I mean-- Good night, dear singer. Martin: Good night, dear milkmaid. Sleep sweetly among your comrades who are wiser than we, being so indifferent to happy endings that they would never unpadlock sorrow, though they had the key in their keeping. |
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