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sarah.Don't shudder, George.

george.I have no wish to be a father. Why?

sarah.It's a vulgar responsibility.

george.My wayside flower!

sarah.Why pick it?

george.Sarah, I love my wife.

sarah.That's easily said.

george.She should be here.

sarah.George, you married to please yourself.

george.By custom her rank is my own.

sarah.Does she still drop her aitches?

george.Dolly...

sarah.Pretty name.

george.Dolly aspires to be one of us.

sarah.Child-bearing makes these women blowzy.

george.Oh heaven!

ann.[Calling to abud on the terrace.]Finish to-day, Abud. If it rains...

She stops, seeing mr. tetgeen standing at the top of the steps leading from the house. This is an intensely respectable, selfcontained-looking lawyer, but a man of the world too.

mr. tetgeen.Lady Cottesham.

sarah.Sir?

mr. tetgeen.My name is Tetgeen.

sarah.Mr. Tetgeen. How do you do?

mr. tetgeen.The household appeared to be in some confusion and I took the liberty to be my own messenger. I am anxious to speak with you.

sarah.Ann, dear, ask if Papa will see you now.