The Garotters by William Dean Howells
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you see--you see--'
MRS. CRASHAW: 'See WHAT, Edward? DO get it out!' WILLIS, jollily: 'Ah, ha, ha!' ROBERTS, lugubriously: 'Ah, ha, ha!' MRS. BEMIS: 'How funny! Ha, ha, ha!' YOUNG MR. BEMIS: 'Capital! capital!' BEMIS: 'Excellent!' WILLIS: 'Go on, Roberts, do! or I shall die! Ah, ha, ha!' ROBERTS, in a low voice of consternation to Willis: 'Where was I? I can't go on unless I know where I was.' WILLIS, sotto voce to Roberts: 'You weren't anywhere! For Heaven's sake, make a start!' ROBERTS, to the others, convulsively: 'Ha, ha, ha! I supposed all the time, you know, that I had been robbed, and--and--' WILLIS: 'Go on! GO on!' ROBERTS, whispering: 'I can't do it--' WILLIS, whispering: 'You've GOT to! You're the beaver that clomb |
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