The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
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page 133 of 140 (95%)
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_Bill._ He got out and asked my name. Then he asked me if I'd like to go for a ride. I remembered what you'd told me about kidnappers. So I ran upstairs. _Peggy (staring at Will)._ Do you suppose it could be-- _Will._ I'll go and see. _(The bell rings Left; He stops)._ _Bill._ It's the old man! He's after me! _(Shrinks behind, Peggy)._ _Will._ We'll see. _(Opens door. Dad stands in entrance)._ _Bill (whispers)._ The old man! _Dad (enters without a word; looks about)._ Well, young fellow! So this is where you live! _Will (in a low voice)._ Yes, Dad. _Dad._ And this is the woman? _Will._ Yes, Dad. _Dad._ And the boy? _Will._ Yes, Dad. _Dad._ Humph! _(A pause.)_ Did it never occur to you I might like to see my grandson? |
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