The Mob by John Galsworthy
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KATHERINE shakes her head, then goes suddenly up to him, and throws her arms round his neck. It is as if all the feeling pent up in her were finding vent in this hug. The door from the hall is opened, and SIR JOHN'S voice is heard outside: "All right, I'll find her." KATHERINE. Father! [SIR JOHN comes in.] SIR JOHN. Stephen get my note? I sent it over the moment I got to the War Office. KATHERINE. I expect so. [Seeing the torn note on the table] Yes. SIR JOHN. They're shouting the news now. Thank God, I stopped that crazy speech of his in time. KATHERINE. Have you stopped it? SIR JOHN. What! He wouldn't be such a sublime donkey? KATHERINE. I think that is just what he might be. [Going to the window] We shall know soon. [SIR JOHN, after staring at her, goes up to HUBERT.] SIR JOHN. Keep a good heart, my boy. The country's first. [They |
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