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Show -99- Honor1ne: When I saw the blt "i1 blood the d.oor to Fenny· Broom. An" the Mow can I tell you? 'l!1 11 tt1$ girl That br1gand, monster of you,rs! .• Oesar: Honorlne: What did te1'la1 t Ther-e was was They were stUl asleep. say. that I lett without ma,king Q so'und,. d1dn t (Atlfl.oyeCl. see hut Oeta.r: tbey 00\110 me. so h.o:rrltld in ap1 h of himnlf. What ha,ve you. clone now, smH1ng on, that Maritua! Honorlne: you' to Shels eighteen shetn finhh And old, C'8SP. her Aunt Zoe! Dontt say that, Nor1fttt, ll:H.€illU that w()'uld enoourage me to oo;nsent to the1r m,arr1age. Don't be 80 UP8t. After all, now, Nor1ne beth,,. oft than 1f "beld broken her leg. she·; ••• Honor1ne; Who would have thought alwAYs !.4et t ahe doesn it hone e Ii. 1U suh small untouonable ehl1d. modest, always eo have ,em;r (Lt,ughe.) Nonorlt1e: ••• a caples right a:way. (Indigna,nt.) Iou hen the effrontery to laugh! You can't undtrsf;and ho'W terrUlle thil 1$ tor mae (Getting loutre right. ,la.$s.) a I'm sorry. What .111 JOu drink? Honorlne! Oh Cesar: (She continues a manda,rln-citron. My God! my God! ••• .AH, drink Here, a to weep. then letts examine the bit and ) situatIon. (She drinks.) Honorlne! As soon as ! The dtuation is very simple. daugbter I 1'11 out her head oU w1 th an 8,X. Now, you'r8 no ••.• not golng to sae kill her Just my tor this. }'Jonorine: O'ur1ously.) £steel windo to Cesar: Hon()rln: Cee C ex! t. Morine r, this. \1th an iron ·br! (She bku rank from b bind the Munter a.r holds her bACk. ) Loolt. no", ••• 1 .- t me go! I Honor1ne ean ' t let the starts •..• them get a.way w1 th |
