WHY JESUS WEPT
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ANGELA.
Dear, dear, how very sad! Hullo!
Look here on this picture and on that !
[MOLLY azd SIR PERCY are discovered.
GLENSTRAE.
Oh! Ah! I think I must go on.
an appointment at the club.
I have
SiR PERcY.
Yet your lordship walks East.
MOLLY.
Oh, I am not revengeful. Give me a fiver,
my Lord Marquis, and we'll call it square.
Sirk PERCY.
For me, my angel, get this prescription |
filled.
ANGELA.
Oh, go to the devil, both of you!
quis, shall we sup at the Carlton?
Mar-
GLENSTRAE.
With pleasure —ha! a most amusing
meeting—ha!
ANGELA.
Where have you been this evening?
GLENSTRAE.
O most dull, indeed! I had to give the
Presidential address at St. Martin’s Town
Hall for the Children’s Special Service
Mission.
ANGELA.
Yes, your Lordship is indeed a true friend
to the little ones. A curious coincidence.
I am the new president of the Zenana
Mission.
GLENSTRAKE.
You!
ANGELA.
Think of the poor heathen women kept
in such terrible seclusion !
GLENSTRAE.
Ah! I had not thought your sympathy
was genuine; but there, there! There is
more real good in human nature than—
ANGELA.
Genuine enough!
this !
But what a jest is
GLENSTRAE,
A most remarkable coincidence—a very
pleasant reminder, Shall we sup?
ANGELA,
Yes; a magnum of Pol Roger, ’84—
GLENSTRAE.
With a dash of brandy in it—
ANGELA.
Will clothe our old loves in a halo of
romance again.
GLENSTRAE.
Ha! Ha! We wear well, eh? ‘There,
there! (Opens the carriage door.) The
Carlton. (/ollows and shuts door.)
[Sik PERCY and MOLLY part. The
effect of hts last dose ts worn off;
clutching hts prescription, he goes
off with set teeth. MOLLY goes the
other way: to her enter a theatre-
£oer.
MOLLY.
Won’t you come with me, ducky?
THEATRE-GORR.
Not to-night. See you some other night.
MOLLY.
Oh, do come, dearie !
THEATRE-GOER.
No, I tell you—try Liverpool Street !
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