Plays of William E. Henley and R.L. Stevenson by William Ernest Henley;Robert Louis Stevenson
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JEAN. What's your wull? HUNT. That's a mighty fancy shawl, Mrs. Watt. [I should like to take its next-door neighbour to Mrs. Hunt in King Street, Common Garden.] What's about the figure? JEAN. It's paid for. Ye can sweir to that. HUNT. Yes, my dear, and so is King George's crown; but I don't know what it cost, and I don't know where the blunt came from to pay for it. JEAN. I'm thinking ye'll be a vera clever gentleman. HUNT. So I am, my dear; and I like you none the worse for being artful yourself. But between friends now, and speaking as a family man - JEAN. I'll be wishin' ye a fine nicht. (CURTSIES AND GOES OUT.) SCENE IV HUNT (SOLUS) HUNT. Ah! that's it, is it? 'My fancy man's my 'ole delight,' as we say in Bow Street. But which IS the fancy man? George the Dock, or William the Deacon? One or both? (HE WINKS SOLEMNLY.) Well, Jerry, my boy, here's your work cut out for you; but if you |
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