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Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909

"The Climbers A Play in Four Acts"

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BLANCHE. [_Going to him._] _You don't realize_ why I've told you all
this!
STERLING. [_Counting out the tablets._] One, two. To give me hope! To
give me hope!
[_He empties the other ten tablets into the envelope, twists it up, and
throws it in the fireplace._
BLANCHE. No, no, just the opposite!
STERLING. Then you've defeated your end, dear; you will stay here with
me.
BLANCHE. [_Trying to make him realize the exact position._] Opposite you
at the table, receiving our friends, keeping up appearances, yes--but
nearer to you than that? No! Never!
STERLING. But you _will_ stay?
[LEONARD _enters from Left._
LEONARD. Miss Godesby, Mr. Warden.
[_They enter._
[_All greet each other._ WARDEN _nods stiffly to_ STERLING, _barely
acknowledging his greeting._
MISS GODESBY. [_To_ STERLING, _purposely speaking with good-humored
raillery to relieve the tension of the situation._] Well, you're a nice
lot, aren't you?
STERLING. I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed!
MISS GODESBY. Oh, never mind that now.
BLANCHE. I have no words to thank you with.
MISS GODESBY. Oh, that's all right. The truth is, I've made Warden bring
me here, Sterling, for a bit of business. I had an emotional moment
yesterday and went off my head a bit.


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