You Never Can Tell by George Bernard Shaw
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page 140 of 166 (84%)
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CRAMPTON. What d'y' mean? I'm her husband. BOHUN (instantly pouncing on the inconsistency between this and his previous statement). You said just now your name was Crampton. CRAMPTON. So it is. MRS. CLANDON } (all four { I--- GLORIA } speaking { My--- McCOMAS } simul- { Mrs.--- VALENTINE } taneously). { You--- BOHUN (drowning them in two thunderous words). One moment. (Dead silence.) Pray allow me. Sit down everybody. (They obey humbly. Gloria takes the saddle-bag chair on the hearth. Valentine slips around to her side of the room and sits on the ottoman facing the window, so that he can look at her. Crampton sits on the ottoman with his back to Valentine's. Mrs. Clandon, who has all along kept at the opposite side of the room in order to avoid Crampton as much as possible, sits near the door, with McComas beside her on her left. Bohun places himself magisterially in the centre of the group, near the corner of the table on Mrs. Clandon's side. When they are settled, he fixes Crampton with his eye, and begins.) In this family, it appears, the husband's name is Crampton: the wife's Clandon. Thus we have on the very threshold of the case an element of confusion. |
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