Exaggeration, my pet, is one of the worst of female faults. Ina, will you cease your exaggerations on Monona's account if not on mine. Every single night for a month you've spoken of spraying that rosebush.ĭWIGHT. For that matter I haven't sprayed that rambler rosebush. You are argumentative, pussy–you certainly are. But Dwightie, in the mornings you're so busy–ĭWIGHT.
Now why couldn't my puss have reminded me of that this morning instead of waiting for the only time I have to take my ease with my family. Dwight dear, nothing has been done about that screen for the back window.ĭWIGHT. ( They are now seated in the approximate positions assumed at the opening of SCENE I.) Well, well, well, let's see what's new in the great press of our country. Coming out to enjoy the evening air?ĭWIGHT.
Ah, this is great.no place like home after all, is there?
MONONA jumping on and off the porch, chanting.ĭWIGHT. 163187 Miss Lulu Bett (play) - Act 2/Scene 2 Zona Gale
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