You Never Can Tell by George Bernard Shaw
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(Turning away again.) But if a woman cannot protect herself, no one can
protect her. No one has any right to try---not even her mother. I know I have lost your confidence, just as I have lost this man's respect;--- (She stops to master a sob.) VALENTINE (under his breath). This man! (Murmuring again.) Oh! MRS. CLANDON (in an undertone). Pray be silent, sir. GLORIA (continuing). ---but I have at least the right to be left alone in my disgrace. I am one of those weak creatures born to be mastered by the first man whose eye is caught by them; and I must fulfill my destiny, I suppose. At least spare me the humiliation of trying to save me. (She sits down, with her handkerchief to her eyes, at the farther end of the table.) VALENTINE (jumping up). Look here--- MRS. CLANDON. Mr. Va--- VALENTINE (recklessly). No: I will speak: I've been silent for nearly thirty seconds. (He goes up to Gloria.) Miss Clandon--- GLORIA (bitterly). Oh, not Miss Clandon: you have found that it is quite safe to call me Gloria. VALENTINE. No, I won't: you'll throw it in my teeth afterwards and accuse me of disrespect. I say it's a heartbreaking falsehood that I don't respect you. It's true that I didn't respect your old pride: why should I? It was nothing but cowardice. I didn't respect your |
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