Hobson's Choice by Harold Brighouse
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page 76 of 149 (51%)
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ALICE. He must be if you've done this out of what father used to pay him. MAGGIE. Well, we haven't. Not altogether. We've had help. ALBERT. Ah! VICKEY. It's a mystery to me where you got it from. MAGGIE. Same place as those flowers, Albert. ALBERT. Hot-house flowers, I see. (_He rises and examines them_.) I was wondering where they came from. (VICKEY _and_ FREDDY _smell flowers_.) MAGGIE. Same place as the money, Albert. ALBERT. Ah! ALICE (_rising and following him_, C.). Well, I think we ought to be getting home, Maggie. MAGGIE (_rising, as do the rest_. VICKEY _and_ FREDDY _move up stage_). I shouldn't marvel. I reckon Tubby's a bit tired of looking after the shop by now, and if father's wakened up and come in-- ALICE. That's it. I'm a bit nervous. |
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