You Never Can Tell by George Bernard Shaw
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page 142 of 166 (85%)
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McCOMAS (flatteringly). If I did--- BOHUN (interrupting him). If you did, you would be me, instead of being what you are. McCOMAS (fawning on him). Of course, Bohun, your specialty--- BOHUN (again interrupting him). My specialty is being right when other people are wrong. If you agreed with me I should be of no use here. (He nods at him to drive the point home; then turns suddenly and forcibly on Crampton.) Now you, Mr. Crampton: what point in this business have you most at heart? CRAMPTON (beginning slowly). I wish to put all considerations of self aside in this matter--- BOHUN (interrupting him). So do we all, Mr. Crampton. (To Mrs. Clandon.) Y o u wish to put self aside, Mrs. Clandon? MRS. CLANDON. Yes: I am not consulting my own feelings in being here. BOHUN. So do you, Miss Clandon? GLORIA. Yes. BOHUN. I thought so. We all do. VALENTINE. Except me. My aims are selfish. |
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