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MRS. CHINN Which one, sir?
SIGSBY Young Jawbones--what's he call himself?--Gordon.
MRS. CHINN Not yet, sir.
SIGSBY [Grunts.] My chop ready?
MRS. CHINN I expect it's about done. I'll see.
[She goes out.]
SIGSBY [He turns to GINGER.] What can _I_ do for you?
GINGER [She produces a letter.] I was to wait for an answer.
SIGSBY [He opens and reads it.] What do they expect me to do?
GINGER 'Er ladyship thought as perhaps you would consult Mr.
Chilvers 'imself on the subject.
SIGSBY Look here. What I want to know is this: am I being asked
to regard Lady Mogton as my opponent's election agent, or as my
principal's mother-in-law? That point's got to be settled. [His
vehemence deepens.] Look at all these posters. Not to be used,
for fear the other side mayn't like them. Now Lady Mogton writes
me that my candidate's supporters are not to employ a certain
argument she disapproves of: because, if they do, she'll tell his
wife. Is this an election, or is it a family jar?
[JAWBONES enters.
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