The Master of Mrs. Chilvers by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome
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"capable," but more experienced, more fatherly men than yourself.
[He turns, they look at one another. His tone almost touched contempt--hers was veiled anger.] GEOFFREY THAT'S the danger. It may come to a real fight. ANNYS [Upon her also the fear has fallen.] It must not. [She flings her arms around him.] We must show the world that man and woman can meet--contend in public life without anger, without scorn. GEOFFREY [He folds her to him.] The very words sound ugly, don't they? ANNYS It would be hideous. [She draws away.] How long will the election last? GEOFFREY Not long. The writ will be issued on Wednesday. Nomination on Monday--polling, I expect, on Saturday. Puts me in mind--I must prepare my election address. ANNYS I ought to be getting on with mine, too, I suppose. GEOFFREY It ought to be out by to-morrow. ANNYS [With inspiration.] We'll do yours first. [She wonders why he hesitates.] GEOFFREY "We?" Shan't I have to do it alone--this time? |
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