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LADY W. [Much interested] Oh! no, but how sweet! She'll simply
it. It's sweated, Your Grace. They-er-make them in those places.
HIS G. By Jove! D'you know the price, Poulder?
POULDER. [Interrogatively] A penny.html">penny, is it? Something paltry, Your
applause is heard.]
POULDER. [Discreetly] would you care to see.html">see the bomb, my lady?
LADY W. Of course--first quiet moment.
POULDER. I'll bring it up, and have a watch put on it here, my lady.
[LORD WILLIAM comes through the double doom followed by JAMES.
he said in 1914.
LORD W. I knew it. That's what they'll say. Standing stock still,
little sweated toy that turns head over heels at one penny.
LORD W. H'm! Well, come on.
LADY W. No, I must wait for stragglers. There's sure to be an
straggling man in eyeglasses, who is smiling absently] How good of
Things look very----Thanks----Thanks so much.
[He straggles through the doors, and is enclosed by JAMES.]
POULDER. Miss Mun-day.
LORD W. There! I thought she was in--She really is the most
spiffing crowd. I believe things are really going Bolshy. How do
told one or two, in case--they do so simply love an outing.
JAMES. There are three old chips in the lobby, my Lord.
LORD W. What? Oh! I say! Bring them in at once. Why--they're the
not to use such bad language to his wife. "Don't you worry, Ma!" he
species. They! I must remember that. THEY! [She passes on.]
LADY W. [About to follow] Well, I don't see; aren't they?
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