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GINGER Do you know, Mrs. Chinn, that once upon a time there was
only one sex? [She spreads herself.] Hus!
MRS. CHINN You ain't thinking of going back to it, are you?
GINGER Not if the men be'ave themselves.
MRS. CHINN Perhaps they're doing their best, poor things! It
don't do to be too impatient with them.
GINGER Was talking to old Dot-and-carry-one the other d'y. You
know who I mean--chap with the wooden leg as 'as 'is pitch outside
the "George." "Wot do you wimmen want worrying yourselves about
things outside the 'ome?" 'e says to me. "You've got the
children," 'e says. "Oh," I says, "and whose fault's that, I'd
like to know? You wait till we've got the vote," I says, "we'll
soon show you--"
[SIGSBY enters. SIGSBY is a dapper little man, very brisk and
bustling--hirsute--looks as if he wanted dusting, cleaning up
generally.]
SIGSBY That young blackguard come back yet?
GINGER [At sound of SIGSBY'S voice she springs up. At first is
about to offer excuses for being found seated, but recollects
herself.
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