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Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909

"The Climbers A Play in Four Acts"

Since that day at boarding school when you took a licking for
something I did.
WARDEN. What I mean is we were pals at school, chums at college, stanch
friends for twenty years.
STERLING. Hell! Are we as old as all that?
WARDEN. Inseparable friends till the last two years.
[STERLING'S _eyes shift._
STERLING. I've been overworked lately, and everything has gone wrong!
WARDEN. [_Comes up to him, and speaks firmly but still friendly._] You
_yourself_ have _gone wrong_!
STERLING. [_On the defensive._] What do you mean?
WARDEN. Why did you take your business out of my hands?
STERLING. The law didn't pay me enough. I thought I'd try a little
amateur stockbroking.
[_Smiling insincerely._
WARDEN. You didn't want _me to know_ what you were doing!
STERLING. Rats!
WARDEN. You didn't want me to know what funds--_whose_ funds--you were
using--_mis_using.
STERLING. [_Ugly._] What!
WARDEN. Whose money you were gambling with!
STERLING. Have you been spying on me?
WARDEN. Your _wife's_ money!
STERLING. Well, she's _my_ wife, and you don't know what you're talking
about!
[_He turns from him and picks up a book from the table upside down and
pretends to read it._
WARDEN. You stole from me once when you were a boy!
STERLING.


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