If you've
got 'em ready for 'im and are looking nice--no reason why you
shouldn't--and feeling amiable, you'll get on very well together.
If you are going to argue with 'im about woman's sphere, you'll get
the worst of it.
GINGER You always was a bully.
JAWBONES Not always. Remember last Bank 'oliday? [He winks.]
GINGER [She tries not to give in.]
JAWBONES 'Ave a cup of tea. [He pours it out for her.]
GINGER [The natural woman steals in--she sits.]
JAWBONES 'Ow are they doing you, fairly well?
GINGER Oh! Well, nothing to grumble at.
JAWBONES You can do a bit o' dressing on it.
GINGER [She meets his admiring eye. The suffragette departs.]
Dressing don't cost much--when you've got tyste.
JAWBONES Wot! Not that 'at?
GINGER Made it myself.
JAWBONES No!
GINGER Honour bright! Tell yer -
[GEOFFREY and ST. HERBERT enter. JAWBONES and GINGER make to rise.
GINGER succeeds.]
GEOFFREY All right, all right. Don't let me disturb the party.
Where's Mr.
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