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Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936

"From Mine Own People"

) Go-in-to-the-room-and-see-her. She wants to
speak to you. (Aside, testily.) I shall have him on my hands next.
JUNIOR CHAPLAIN. (In half-lighted dining room.) Isn't there any?--
DOCTOR. (Savagely.) Hsb, you little fool!
JUNIOR CHAPLAIN. Let me do my work. Gadsby, stop a minute--I (Edges after G.)
DOCTOR. Wait till she sends for you at least--at least. Man alive, he'll kill
you if you go in there! What are you bothering him for?
JUNIOR CHAPLAIN. (Coming into veranda.) I've given him a stiff brandy-peg. He
wants it. You've forgotten him for the last ten hours and--forgotten yourself
too.
G. enters bedroom, which is lit by one night-lamp. Ayah on the floor pretending
to be asleep.
VOICE. (From the bed.) All down the street--such bonfires! Ayah, go and put
them out! (Appealingly.) How can I sleep with an installation of the C.I.E. in
my room? No--not C.I.E. Something else. What was it?
Capt. G. (Trying to control his voice.) Minnie, I'm here. (Bending over bed.)
Don't you know me, Minnie? It's me--it's Phil--it's your husband.
VOICE. (Mechanically.) It's me--it's Phil--it's your husband.
Capt. G. She doesn't know me!--It's your own husband, darling.
VOICE. Your own husband, darling.
Ayah.


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