A Mummer's Wife by George (George Augustus) Moore
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'How do you mean a disgrace?'
'Don't you know, dear, that actors have always a lot of women after them, and I for one am not going to attend on wenches like them. If I had my way I'd whip such people until I slashed all the wickedness out of them.' 'But he won't bring any women here; we won't allow it,' said Kate, a little shocked, and she strove to think how they should put a stop to such behaviour. 'If Mr. Lennox doesn't conduct himself properly--' 'Of course I shall try to do my duty, and if Mr. Lennox respects himself I shall try to respect him.' She spoke these words hesitatingly, but the admission that she possibly might respect Mr. Lennox satisfied Kate, and not wishing to press the matter further, she said, suddenly referring to their previous conversation: 'But didn't you say that it was nine o'clock?' 'It's more than nine now.' 'Oh, Lord! oh, Lord! how late I am! I suppose the two little girls are here?' 'They just came in as I was going upstairs; I've set them to work.' 'I wish you'd get the tea ready, and you might make some buttered toast; Ralph would like some, and so should I, for the matter of that.' |
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