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The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
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coming back! I don't believe he could help me, anyway! _(wanders
back and forth again, goes to door, hesitates)_ I want something to
_eat!_ I don't care what happens, I can't stand it! _(enters door of
restaurant)._

_Bill (pokes head in from fire-escape)._ Say, Peggy! (_Play-play
fades._)

_Peggy (appears in doorway, Left, having Mss. in her hand)._ Oh,
Bill! You startled me so!

_Bill._ What's the matter?

_Peggy._ I thought you, were out in the snow!

_Bill._ In the SNOW.

_Peggy._ Why, you see--

_Bill._ Snow in the middle of July?

_Peggy._ Why, you see, dear, Will is writing a play, and the play is
supposed to be in winter, and he's got you in the snow.

_Bill (in excitement). Me? Me_ in Will's play!

_Peggy._ Yes.

_Bill._ Oh, say! What's he doin' to me?

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