The Parlor Car by William Dean Howells
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MISS GALBRAITH: "Don't WHAT?"
MR. RICHARDS: "Fib." MISS GALBRAITH: "Not for worlds!" MR. RICHARDS: "How did you know I was in this car?" MISS GALBRAITH: "Must I? I thought I saw you through the window; and then I made sure it was you when I went to pin my veil on,--I saw you in the mirror." MR. RICHARDS, after a little silence: "Miss Galbraith, do you want to know what YOU are?" MISS GALBRAITH, softly: "Yes, Allen." MR. RICHARDS: "You're a humbug!" MISS GALBRAITH, springing from her seat, and confronting him. "So are you! You pretended to be asleep!" MR. RICHARDS: "I--I--I was taken by surprise. I had to take time to think." MISS GALBRAITH: "So did I." MR. RICHARDS: "And you thought it would be a good plan to get your polonaise caught in the window?" |
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