Our American Cousin by Tom Taylor
page 87 of 110 (79%)
page 87 of 110 (79%)
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Enter Florence, L. 1 E. Flo What do you mean by doing all these dreadful things? Asa Which things. Flo Come here sir. [He does so.] Asa What's the matter? Flo Do you know this piece of paper? [Showing burnt paper.] Asa Well I think I have seen it before. [Aside.] Its old Mark Trenchard's will that I left half burned up like a landhead, that I am. Flo And you're determined to give up this fortune to Mary Meredith? Asa Well, I couldn't help it if I tried. Flo Oh, don't say that. Asa I didn't mean to do it when I first came here--hadn't the least idea in the world of it, but when I saw that everlasting angel of a gal movin around among them doing fixins like a sunbeam in a shady place; and when I pictured her without a dollar in the world--I-- well my old Adam riz right up, and I said, ``Asa do it''--and I did it. |
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