St. Patrick's day, or, the scheming lieutenant : a farce in one act by Richard Brinsley Sheridan
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_Mrs. Bri_. He ordered abroad! He went abroad for his health.
_Just_. Why, Bridget!-- _Mrs. Bri_. Well, deary.--Now hold your tongue, miss. _Jus_. A message from Dr. Rosy, and Dr. Rosy says-- _Lau_. I'm sure, mamma, his regimentals-- _Just_. Damn his regimentals!--Why don't you listen? _Mrs. Bri_. Ay, girl, how durst you interrupt your papa? _Lau_. Well, papa. _Just_. Dr. Rosy says he'll bring-- _Lau_. Were blue turned up with red, mamma. _Just_. Laury!--says he will bring the young man-- _Mrs. Bri_. Red! yellow, if you please, miss. _Just_. Bridget!--the young man that is to be hired-- _Mrs. Bri_. Besides, miss, it is very unbecoming in you to want to have the last word with your mamma; you should know-- _Just_. Why, zounds! will you hear me or no? |
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