Complete Plays of John Galsworthy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,284 pages of information about Complete Plays of John Galsworthy.

Complete Plays of John Galsworthy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,284 pages of information about Complete Plays of John Galsworthy.

     [Miss beech shakes her head.]

Why not?

Miss beech.  The poor little creature won’t let me in.

Dick.  You’ve been up then!

Miss beech. [Sharply.] Of course I’ve been up.  I’ve not got a stone for my heart, young man!

Dick.  All right!  I suppose I shall just have to get along somehow.

Miss beech. [With devilry.] That’s what we’ve all got to do.

Dick. [Gloomily.] But this is too brutal for anything!

Miss beech.  Worse than ever happened to any one!

Dick.  I swear I’m not thinking of myself.

Miss beech.  Did y’ ever know anybody that swore they were?

Dick.  Oh! shut up!

Miss beech.  You’d better go in and get yourself a partner.

Dick. [With pale desperation.] Look here, Peachey, I simply loathe all those girls.

Miss beech.  Ah-h! [Ironically.] Poor lot, are n’t they?

Dick.  All right; chaff away, it’s good fun, isn’t it?  It makes me sick to dance when Joy’s lying there.  Her last night, too!

Miss beech. [Sidling to him.] You’re a good young man, and you ’ve got a good heart.

     [She takes his hand, and puts it to her cheek.]

Dick.  Peachey—­I say, Peachey d’ you think there ‘s—­I mean d’ you think there’ll ever be any chance for me?

Miss beech.  I thought that was coming!  I don’t approve of your making love at your time of life; don’t you think I ’m going to encourage you.

Dick.  But I shall be of age in a year; my money’s my own, it’s not as if I had to ask any one’s leave; and I mean, I do know my own mind.

Miss beech.  Of course you do.  Nobody else would at your age, but you do.

Dick.  I would n’t ask her to promise, it would n’t be fair when she ’s so young, but I do want her to know that I shall never change.

Miss beech.  And suppose—­only suppose—­she’s fond of you, and says she’ll never change.

Dick.  Oh!  Peachey!  D’ you think there’s a chance of that—­do you?

Miss beech.  A-h-h!

Dick.  I wouldn’t let her bind herself, I swear I wouldn’t. [Solemnly.] I’m not such a selfish brute as you seem to think.

Miss beech. [Sidling close to him and in a violent whisper.] Well—­ have a go!

Dick.  Really?  You are a brick, Peachey!

     [He kisses her.]

Miss beach. [Yielding pleasurably; then remembering her principles.] Don’t you ever say I said so!  You’re too young, both of you.

Dick.  But it is exceptional—­I mean in my case, is n’t it?

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