The Skin Game by John Galsworthy
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JILL. I'm going, all the same. MRS. H. Jack, forbid her. HILLCRIST. [Lifting an eyebrow] Jill, be reasonable. JILL. Suppose I'd taken a knock like that, Dodo, I'd be glad of friendliness from someone. MRS. H. You never could take a knock like that. JILL. You don't know what you can do till you try, mother. HILLCRIST. Let her go, Amy. Im sorry for that young woman. MRS. H. You'd be sorry for a man who picked your pocket, I believe. HILLCRIST. I certainly should! Deuced little he'd get out of it, when I've paid for the Centry. MRS. H. [Bitterly] Much gratitude I get for saving you both our home! JILL. [Disarmed] Oh! Mother, we are grateful. Dodo, show your gratitude. HILLCRIST. Well, my dear, it's an intense relief. I'm not good at showing my feelings, as you know. What d'you want me to do? Stand |
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