The Skin Game  by John Galsworthy
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			on one leg and crow? 
			JILL. Yes, Dodo, yes! Mother, hold him while I [Suddenly she stops, and all the fun goes out of her] No! I can't--I can't help thinking of her. CURTAIN falls for a minute. SCENE II When it rises again, the room is empty and dark, same for moonlight coming in through the French window, which is open. The figure of CHLOE, in a black cloak, appears outside in the moonlight; she peers in, moves past, comes bank, hesitatingly enters. The cloak, fallen back, reveals a white evening dress; and that magpie figure stands poised watchfully in the dim light, then flaps unhappily Left and Right, as if she could not keep still. Suddenly she stands listening. ROLF'S VOICE. [Outside] Chloe! Chloe! [He appears] CHLOE. [Going to the window] What are you doing here?  | 
		
			
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