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The Skin Game by John Galsworthy
page 49 of 138 (35%)
MRS. H. I'm not aware that I've acted at all--as yet. You are
nothing to me, except as one of your family.

CHLOE. 'Tisn't I that wants to spoil your home.

MRS. H. Stop them then. I see your husband down there with his
father.

CHLOE. I--I have tried.

MRS. H. [Looking at her] Oh! I suppose such men don't pay
attention to what women ask them.

CHLOE. [With a flash of spirit] I'm fond of my husband. I----

MRS. H. [Looking at her steadily] I don't quite know why you spoke
to me.

CHLOE. [With a sort of pathetic sullenness] I only thought perhaps
you'd like to treat me as a human being.

MRS. H. Really, if you don't mind, I should like to be left alone
just now.

CHLOE. [Unhappily acquiescent] Certainly! I'll go to the other
end.

[She moves to the Left, mounts the steps and sits down.]

[ROLF, looking in through the door, and seeing where she is,
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