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WHY JESUS WEPT. 
ANGELA. 
 
Oh, go to the devil, both of you !  Marquis, shall we sup 
at the Carlton ? 
 
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. 
 
GLENSTRAE. 
 
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 —