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Read Ebook: The Noble Lord A Comedy in One Act by Wilde Percival
Font size: Background color: Text color: Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev PageEbook has 567 lines and 28315 words, and 12 pagesSHE. Yes: I was drowning! Drowning! I called for help! HE. I heard you. SHE. I sank--I sank, oh, miles and miles! It felt as if hands were trying to pull me down to the bottom! I screamed again--and then--then--I felt a strong arm around my waist--I was dizzy-- there was a roaring in my ears--I knew no more. HE. Too bad, too bad. HE. I was passing by. SHE. You saved my life! Oh, how can I ever thank you? My hero! HE. That's all right. . . . SHE. But it's not all right. I can never repay you! Never! Never! Not if I live to be a thousand years old! HE. That's the second time. SHE. The second time? HE. I kissed you before. SHE. Oh! You didn't! HE. Yes, I did. SHE. While I was unconscious? HE. Precisely. HE. It was by request. SHE. I asked you? HE. You said, "Mother! Mother! Kiss me!" HE. They were your first words. SHE. But you didn't have to kiss me. HE. No? SHE. You didn't have to! HE. I tried to explain that I was not your mother, but you seemed to know better. You insisted. I couldn't help it. SHE. What do you mean: you couldn't "help it"? HE. You know-- SHE. Yes? HE. You're a pretty girl--a deucedly pretty girl. SHE. Oh, no! HE. But you are; honor bright! SHE. You really think so? HE. There was no one around. It was the kind of an opportunity which does not present itself every day: life is so-- monotonous. And you didn't seem to object. SHE. I couldn't very well--not while I was unconscious. HE. That's so. I am a man, with a man's tastes. And you begged me so hard--it was so inviting--well, I kissed you. SHE. On the lips? HE. Yes. On the lips. SHE. How often? HE. Eh? SHE. How often did you kiss me? HE. Only once. SHE. Was that all? HE. Why, it's hardly worth mentioning. SHE. Well, I forgive you. HE. Thank you. SHE. Two kisses is not a great deal for saving my life. HE. No? SHE. I owe you much more than that! HE. Really? SHE. Really! Really! You must tell me all about yourself. Just think: if it hadn't been for you, I would be at the bottom of the lake now. What a horrible tragedy that would have been: to die in such a way! . . . It's natural that I should want to know something about the man who saved me from that. . . . SHE. You're still a young man, aren't you? HE. Thirty-one. SHE. Are you? Add to tbrJar First Page Next Page Prev Page |
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