Alice Sit-By-The-Fire by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
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page 83 of 121 (68%)
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COLONEL, badgered, 'Then kiss and make it up.'
Amy bestows a cold kiss upon her mother. Alice weeps. 'This is too much. Just wait till I get you home. Are you both ready?' It is then that Amy makes her first mistake. The glove that the Colonel has tossed to Steve is lying on a chair, and she innocently begins to put it on. Her father stares at her; his wife does not know why. ALICE. 'We are ready, Robert. Why don't you come? Robert, what is it?' COLONEL, darkening, 'Steve knows what it is; Amy doesn't as yet. The simple soul has given herself away so innocently that it is almost a shame to take notice of it. But I must, Steve. Come, man, it can't be difficult to explain.' In this Steve evidently differs from him. ALICE. 'Robert, you frighten me.' COLONEL. 'Still tongue-tied, Steve. Before you came here, Alice, I found a lady's glove on the floor.' ALICE, quickly, 'That isn't our affair, Robert.' COLONEL. 'Yes; I'll tell you why. Amy has just put on that glove.' ALICE. 'It isn't hers, dear.' |
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