AGATHA: (*mildly*) How do you do, Horace...

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Horace Cole Ethel Cole Agatha

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AGATHA: (mildly) How do you do, Horace. (Kisses him) Dear Ethel! (Kisses her). You’re not looking so well as usual. Would you mind paying the cabman two shillings, Horace, and helping him with my box? It’s rather heavy, but then it contains all my worldly belongings.

HORACE: Agatha – you haven’t lost your situation! You haven’t left the Lewises?

AGATHA: Yes, Horace; I left at three o’clock.

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AGATHA: Until the bill for the removal of the sex disability is passed.

HORACE: (impotently angry) Nonesense. I can’t keep you, and I won’t. I have always tried to do my duty by you. I think hardly a week passes that I don’t write to you. But now that you have deliberately thrown up an excellent situation as a governess and come here and threatened me – yes, threatened me – I think it’s

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