What Every Woman Knows by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
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page 48 of 143 (33%)
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COMTESSE. Aha--it was a loan? [DAVID and ALICK are astride their great subject now.] DAVID. No, a gift--of a sort--from some well-wishers. But they wouldn't hear of his paying it off, father! ALICK. Not them! COMTESSE [restraining an impulse to think of other things]. That was kind, charming. ALICK [with a look at DAVID]. Yes. Well, my lady, he developed a perfect genius for the iron-cementing. DAVID. But his ambition wasn't satisfied. Soon he had public life in his eye. As a heckler he was something fearsome; they had to seat him on the platform for to keep him quiet. Next they had to let him into the Chair. After that he did all the speaking; he cleared all roads before him like a fire-engine; and when this vacancy occurred, you could hardly say it did occur, so quickly did he step into it. My lady, there are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make. COMTESSE. I can well believe it. And now he has said farewell to boilers? DAVID [impressively]. Not at all; the firm promised if he was elected for to make him their London manager at L800 a year. |
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