Misalliance by George Bernard Shaw
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kiss; and I'll fight like the devil to keep you from getting that.
But we must play on the hill and race through the heather. PERCIVAL. Why? HYPATIA. Because we want to, handsome young man. PERCIVAL. But if everybody went on in this way-- HYPATIA. How happy! oh how happy the world would be! PERCIVAL. But the consequences may be serious. HYPATIA. Nothing is worth doing unless the consequences may be serious. My father says so; and I'm my father's daughter. PERCIVAL. I'm the son of three fathers. I mistrust these wild impulses. HYPATIA. Take care. Youre letting the moment slip. I feel the first chill of the wave of prudence. Save me. PERCIVAL. Really, Miss Tarleton _[she strikes him across the face]_ --Damn you! _[Recovering himself, horrified at his lapse]_ I beg your pardon; but since weve both forgotten ourselves, youll please allow me to leave the house. _[He turns towards the inner door, having left his cap in the bedroom]._ HYPATIA. _[standing in his way]_ Are you ashamed of having said "Damn you" to me? |
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