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The Island Pharisees by John Galsworthy
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"I think Pirbright 's ripping!"

But as Shelton had predicted, so it turned out, amidst great applause.




CHAPTER V

THE GOOD CITIZEN

Leaving the theatre, they paused a moment in the hall to don their
coats; a stream of people with spotless bosoms eddied round the doors,
as if in momentary dread of leaving this hothouse of false morals and
emotions for the wet, gusty streets, where human plants thrive and die,
human weeds flourish and fade under the fresh, impartial skies. The
lights revealed innumerable solemn faces, gleamed innumerably on
jewels, on the silk of hats, then passed to whiten a pavement wet with
newly-fallen rain, to flare on horses, on the visages of cabmen, and
stray, queer objects that do not bear the light.

"Shall we walk?" asked Halidome.

"Has it ever struck you," answered Shelton, "that in a play nowadays
there's always a 'Chorus of Scandalmongers' which seems to have acquired
the attitude of God?"

Halidome cleared his throat, and there was something portentous in the
sound.
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