The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
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_Bob._ He's around at the subway station. He'll be here in two
minutes. _Jessie._ But what's happened? _Bob._ He wouldn't say. Just says he gives up--he's coming home. _Jessie._ Thank Heaven! _(A pause.)_ But Bob! What can it mean? _Bob._ It means he's lost his wager. _Jessie._ I don't care! He's coming home! Jack! Jack! _(She dances and claps her hands.)_ Oh, I'm so happy! So happy! _(The light begins to rise on the Real-play-enough to reveal Bill getting up from the cot. He looks about guiltily, climbs up to a shelf after a bowl. There is a crash. Instantly the Play-play vanishes.)_ _Will. (Starting.)_ What's that? _Peggy. (Leaps up and runs Right.)_ Bill! _Bill._ Boo-hoo-hoo! _Peggy._ What's the matter? _Bill._ I didn't go to do it! _Peggy._ But what-- _Will._ Didn't you know we were busy? |
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