Our American Cousin by Tom Taylor
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but I don't see the eggs; cows don't give eggs; then there's the cheese--
do you like cheese? Geo No, my lord. Dun Does your brother like cheese? Geo I have no brother. I'm so delicate. Dun She's so delicate, she hasn't got a brother. Well, if you had a brother do you think he'd like cheese? Geo I don't know; do please take me to the dairy. Dun Well, I will see if I can get you a broiled sardine. [Exit into dairy.] Geo [Jumps up.] Oh! I'm so glad he's gone. I am so dreadful hungry. I should like a plate of corn beef and cabbage, eggs and bacon, or a slice of cold ham and pickles. Dun [Outside] Thank you, thank you. Geo [Running back to seat.] Here he comes. Oh! I am so delicate. Enter Dundreary. Dun I beg you pardon, Miss Georgina, but I find upon enquiry that cows don't give sardines. But I've arranged it with the dairy maid |
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