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Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909

"The Climbers A Play in Four Acts"

If the man's only alive!
MISS GODESBY. And I'll hold my tongue.
WARDEN. How long will you give me?
MISS GODESBY. Oh, come, I can't have any monkey business! You must get
me my security to-day.
WARDEN. To-day?
MISS GODESBY. Yes.
WARDEN. But--
MISS GODESBY. That's my last word.
GODESBY. Stick to that, Julia!
WARDEN. I shan't try to persuade her against that. Will you leave your
sister alone with me a moment. Perhaps you'll see about your sleigh
being ready to return to town.
GODESBY. I've no objection--if Julia wishes it.
MISS GODESBY. Yes, go on, Howard!
[GODESBY _goes out back of house._
WARDEN. [_Left alone with_ MISS GODESBY, _goes nearer to her._] Look,
here! Will you accept _my_ indorsement? Will _I_ be all right?
MISS GODESBY. [_Incredulously._] Certainly.
WARDEN. Then it's settled?
MISS GODESBY. You don't mean it!
WARDEN. I do.
MISS GODESBY. You'd be willing to lose--[_A revelation comes to her._]
Oh--for _Mrs. Sterling_! I see!
WARDEN. [_Very seriously._] I _wouldn't_. I wouldn't see.
MISS GODESBY. And she's always been blackguarding me for my affairs with
men! And all the time--
WARDEN. [_Interrupts strongly._] Don't say any more, please, _Miss
Godesby_! I only wish your brother had said that much instead of you.


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