FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   >>  
. I have steeped myself in lies for your sake; and the only reward I get is a lump on the back of my head the size of an apple. Now I will go back to the straight path. SHE. Henry: for Heaven's sake-- HE. It's no use. Your husband is a fool and a brute-- HER HUSBAND. What's that you say? HE. I say you are a fool and a brute; and if you'll step outside with me I'll say it again. [Teddy begins to take off his coat for combat]. Those poems were written to your wife, every word of them, and to nobody else. [The scowl clears away from Bompas's countenance. Radiant, he replaces his coat]. I wrote them because I loved her. I thought her the most beautiful woman in the world; and I told her so over and over again. I adored her: do you hear? I told her that you were a sordid commercial chump, utterly unworthy of her; and so you are. HER HUSBAND [so gratified, he can hardly believe his ears] You don't mean it! HE. Yes, I do mean it, and a lot more too. I asked Mrs Bompas to walk out of the house with me--to leave you--to get divorced from you and marry me. I begged and implored her to do it this very night. It was her refusal that ended everything between us. [Looking very disparagingly at him] What she can see in you, goodness only knows! HER HUSBAND [beaming with remorse] My dear chap, why didn't you say so before? I apologize. Come! Don't bear malice: shake hands. Make him shake hands, Rory. SHE. For my sake, Henry. After all, he's my husband. Forgive him. Take his hand. [Henry, dazed, lets her take his hand and place it in Teddy's]. HER HUSBAND [shaking it heartily] You've got to own that none of your literary heroines can touch my Rory. [He turns to her and claps her with fond pride on the shoulder]. Eh, Rory? They can't resist you: none of em. Never knew a man yet that could hold out three days. SHE. Don't be foolish, Teddy. I hope you were not really hurt, Henry. [She feels the back of his head. He flinches]. Oh, poor boy, what a bump! I must get some vinegar and brown paper. [She goes to the bell and rings]. HER HUSBAND. Will you do me a great favor, Apjohn. I hardly like to ask; but it would be a real kindness to us both. HE. What can I do? HER HUSBAND [taking up the poems] Well, may I get these printed? It shall be done in the best style. The finest paper, sumptuous binding, everything first class. They're beautiful poems. I should like to show them about a bit. SHE [running back from th
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   >>  



Top keywords:
HUSBAND
 

beautiful

 

Bompas

 

husband

 
resist
 
literary
 

shaking

 
Forgive
 

heartily

 

shoulder


foolish

 

heroines

 
printed
 

taking

 
finest
 
sumptuous
 

running

 

binding

 
kindness
 

flinches


vinegar

 

Apjohn

 

clears

 
combat
 

written

 
countenance
 

adored

 

thought

 

Radiant

 

replaces


begins

 

reward

 
steeped
 

straight

 

Heaven

 

sordid

 
goodness
 
disparagingly
 

Looking

 

refusal


beaming

 

apologize

 

remorse

 

gratified

 
commercial
 

utterly

 
unworthy
 

divorced

 
begged
 

implored