The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
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_Dolly._ You mean to marry her? _Jack._ Of course. _Dolly (seizes his hand)._ Jack! And you'll be good to her? _(Turns quickly, without waiting for answer.)_ We must get away from here! _Jack._ Wait! Let me think. I know a place where they'll never find us. _Dolly._ Where is it? _Jack._ I'll take you to it. Get Belle ready. _Dolly._ You're sure it's safe? _Jack._ Absolutely. It might as well be in another world. _(Dolly runs off Right to Belle. He paces the room, talking to himself.)_ I've got to give it up. I can't play with things like this. I've lost, I'll take my medicine. Only a month! Gee whiz! _(With sudden realization.)_ Good-bye to my quarter of a million! _Bill (appears in doorway, yawning)._ Holy smoke! What's up? _Jack._ We're going away. _Bill._ Where to? _Jack._ I can't tell you now. |
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