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The Roadhouse in Arden by Philipmolar.
This is a LibriVox recording allLibriVox recordings are in the
public domain. For more information or to
volunteer, please, visit librivox.org Master Hamlet The
Keeper of the end read by Greg Giordano.

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Mistress Cleopatra Hamlet. His wife read by M, lie, Master
Robin, Goodfellow Hamlet, their son read by Scotty, Smith,
mistress immortality read by JenBroda, Sir.
Francis be a literary man from London.

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Read by David Moon, Master William, S, a literary man from
London red. Led by Todd stage directions.
Read by Joanna, Michael Hoyt. The time is then the scene is
the commercial room in the Roadhouse in Arden.

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It is seven o'clock of a keen spring morning, excuse at all,
Molly and window half of which is flung open one.
Sees the edge of the forest and Beyond the yellow green.
Glimmer of the Meadowlands thereis the main door Center and
smaller doors. Right.
And left in the left wall is a huge deep-seated fireplace and
in back a cupboard In the centeris the long tubs of dude of the

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end at the end of which sits Robin Hamlet, of Youth of 18,
eating eggs, Master Hamlet, his father and hers with a feather
duster in his hand, he goes overto a peg in the wall and takes
down a waiter's apron, which he puts on over his traditional
costume of black. At it again Papa and so early,

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you scatter dust better than anyman who ever lived.
I have been listening to the crack of the eggshells and
that's the tenth unless I'm mistaken.
You've always found it. Difficult to have a definite
opinion about anything. Haven't you?
Is that the way for a child to speak to his parent, I had much
more respect for my father. He looked at his father's

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picture, which is hanging from his neck and see what it cost.
You Hamlet, deeply chagrined. You're your mother's, son.
All right. That establishes half my
parentage, but why question? The rest?
You are insulting your own honor.
It is just like you though, to give yourself all sorts of

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imaginary troubles. Have you forgotten the fifth,
commandment fools make Commandments for the wise to
forget? I tremble, for your future.
You've always been a splendid trembler Papa Hamlet coming over
to him. You might have left a little
breakfast for me and your motherjust think.

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I don't believe in thought do much thinking, so you have been
discussing my past with your mother.
Can't you ever forget your family troubles?
But my memories are nothing but the Lash with which yesterday.
Flogs tomorrow, Hamlet tearfullyand today, Robin jumping up and

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vaulting, a Cross the table today, May is mad with the kiss
of April and the lust of Summer stirs.
The spring Hamlet, nervously. You know, I don't like these
lyric outbursts, save, all that sort of thing for your mother,
Robin, laughs leaps up and sits.Squat legs on the table.

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Ha ha sit still for a moment, and let's face the facts.
All right. Papa, don't you think?
I'm old enough for love. Hamlet, turning pale, there are
some subjects. No, self-respecting, parent,
ever discusses with his child. How did you learn such things in

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the forest here? Or we never see a newspaper.
There are certain Barnyard, facts, Hamlet, deeply shocked.
So my innocent boy has learned life from watching the immodesty
of Nature control yourself Papa uh nervous parent isn't good for

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a child. He breaks another egg, you've
done it. That's the last egg will get
some more. More there isn't a Shilling in
the house. We haven't had a customer for
months and our credit has lost its reputation.
Something sure to happen. Life, can't stand still.

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Somebody will be passing throughthe forest Hamlet, solemnly, and
in the meantime. I'm Robin leaping from the
table, let's be true. Optimists will forget all about
breakfast and look forward to lunch, mistress Hamlet enters
carrying a miniature Obelisk. Good morning Robin.

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I hope your father hasn't been annoying.
You good morning, Mater, you're late.
I simply couldn't get out of bed, it was so cozy under the
quilts while you're clammy, father was shaving.
Besides I just had to finish theThose French novels then to
Hamlet. Well ham, why aren't you

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cleaning up Hamlet? Timidly.
There are still last night dishes if you I mess with those
dishes, not all the perfumes of Arabia could wash away the odor,
but why can't you or Robin help me?

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Mistress Hamlet. Superbly ham.
I am trying very hard to be pleasant.
Remember my infinite variety. Even a queen will turn and she
does. So assuming an Egyptian pose.
Yes. But there's Robin mistress
Hamlet rapturously. Clasping Robin to her breasts.

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My poor Fidelity. Yes, I suppose.
You would like this delicate. Glad to Bear your fardels for
you. You tell us parent.
Can't you see the boys half-starved, Hamlet?
Timidly really my dear mistress Hamlet.
Angrily ham Hamlet, begins to dust.

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That's right. Dusting is the perfect symbol of
your futility, and when you get through, come over here and
polish up the heirloom she points to the Obelisk which she
puts on the table. What is it Anyway?
What difference does? Does that make, where is your
pride of blood? Hasn't it?
Come down for Generations but what's the good of?

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It mistress Hamlet towering and indignant Majesty but the god of
it, I can't breathe in such a Philistine atmosphere to you and
your father I suppose. Nothing is good unless it's
useful. Thank God.
I'm a woman too much practicality jokes.
Me and always has itís Leaf die.This minute.

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It then tragically, I have Immortal longings in me, give me
some breakfast Hamlet, looks at Robin and consternation for
Robin has eaten everything but the situation is saved for it.
This moment, a snatch of song isheard in the forest and
simultaneously. They each admit to the same
word. Under the next moment.

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The girl immortality bounds intothe room.
May I rest here a moment. Do our best to make you
comfortable? I seldom.
Stay where I'm wanted. Have you come far?
Yes, I have been racing with theyears we weren't expecting you.
Then I'll stay. Is anyone else at the end, we

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haven't had a soul for a month'smistress Hamlet, aside, who had
a last? I have eluded them.
I hope you're not referring to your parents.
I never had any parents, the stars were my cradle, the life
of man. My jumping jack and time my

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nurse. Am I to understand?
Don't try to Papa, you've never understood anything.
I was found on the steps of a foundling hospital with a
strange little note in my hand. What did it say, Robin?
Perhaps the young lady would rather not Oh, I don't mind

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eventually, I tell everything. These were the words.
Your mother is Fame and your father is tomorrow.
Robin laughing. Ha ha.
I've been waiting for you, let'sbe friends.
Mistress Hamlet, eyeing her up and down.
She has probably escaped from a sanitarium.

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She seems quite sane to me. You are no judge them to
Eyetality, what are you doing here?
An unprotected girl alone in theforest of Arden.
I'm running away. Mistress Hamlet, deeply young
lady. I come from a long line of

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emotional ancestors. And I understand many things
from whom. And from, what are you running
away from man? I thought as much just at this
moment to be more specific, I amattempting to elude to gentleman
who pursue me everywhere. I'll teach them the fools, I

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don't take them. Seriously, why not?
They are literary men. Don't speak slightingly of
literature to be or not to be mistress Hamlet, terribly Camp.
Don't finish that. Then to immortality.
Well, go on with your story. I don't want to interrupt your

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husband Soliloquy. The only excuse for a soliloquy
is it's Interruption Hamlet. Timidly Cleo.
I wish you would let me finish Hamlet.
I don't want you to say another word, go over there and sit in
the corner and Hamlet does so well, miss what about these?

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Two gentlemen. If I mentioned their names, you
might know them very probably. Who are they gossip?
Be quiet. Robin.
Please don't ask him to be quiet.
He seems to have a Charming sense of humor Hamlet at a loss?
What's that? Something that might have saved

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you Daddy? Well, what about these two
gentlemen? They're ridiculous.
Attention embarrasses, me. Hi escape from one only to
encounter. The other, there was no place in
town where I could hide from them.
I thought I was safe at my club,it's called The Sunny Side of
Olympus Club, but I wasn't one of them.

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The philosopher found me out hand appeared there.
The next day disguised as the head waiter I had to resign of
course. I too have had Illuminating
experiences with men the brutes and she glares at Hamlet.
Don't start that mother. Like all emotional women, you've
saved for the future, what you've squandered in the past,

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hold your tongue, or as old as you are up, box your ears and
then to immortality go on dear, tell me everything.
There isn't much more to tell after I left my club, I joined a
Troupe of players passing through London.
Hi seemed really to have got away.
But the following week, the poetarrived and joined the company

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as Chief clown for a brief moment, discard.
His disguise Hamlet. Traditionally all the world's a
stage and life's it seems trous changing.
The sack cloth of yesterday intothe motley of Tomorrow mistress
Hamlet with growing vegetation. No one asked to either of you to

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recite. Hi, I'm beginning to like your
son. I knew you would.
I liked you from the beginning. Mistress Hamlet with maternal
protection. Are two men enough and then
sweetly. Finish your story back in London
Eye Center, Charming obituary ofmyself to the papers.

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Am I to understand that you are dead?
No, I am alive forever. So you're a ghost Hamlet,
dropping his duster and all atremble hiding behind mistress
Hamlet. Don't say that I couldn't
survive another. My funeral was only a

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subterfuge. I don't believe in funerals and
baked meats. You would have liked mine.
I had the most distinguished pallbearers.
Yes. Adam.
And Guinevere and the Queen of Sheba and Harold the Saxon
Hamlet, asajj to mistress Hamlet.

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She seems to know a lot of nice people will charge you twice as
much as usual. And now all the world believes
me dead, but here I am in Arden free at last andreita forever of
all stupid. Suitors.
Ho ho, I'm so happy Robin gaily and so, am I Hamlet very

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lugubriously jibby. Conscious of happiness is to
hear and Nemesis rapping at the Turtles.
Nevertheless, I'm happy. But at this moment, there was a
knock at the door Hamlet and mistress Hamlet.
Again, him at the same hopeful sound a customer immortality in
Dumb, show suggests that Robin see who it is.

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He goes to the window and send tiptoes back to her.
It's a man with a big book immortality in despair.
It's Francis. Let me manage him and he shoves
Hamlet and mistress Hamlet from the room through the door,
right? And hide Mortality in the room
on the left. The knock is repeated come in
and Francis Bacon an unmistakable philosopher and

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hers carrying a huge book under his arm.
Is there anybody in the end, Robin Boeing your humble
servant, Francis looking about. I am in search of a young girl,
there's nobody in the house but me and father and mother and
they are upstairs in bed. Who are your parents?

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It's master and mistress Hamlet.Francis surprised.
I didn't know, there was a mistress Hamlet.
There are more things than are dreamed of in your philosophy.
What would you do with a crisp pound note of the ten minutes
ago I should have said, run up to London for a holiday

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somewhere. In the forest a young lady is
hiding the girl peeps through the door in the forest, she is
attempting to avoid. He impossible Francis with a bit
of a Swagger. Oh, it's only temporary.
Of course, she can't escape me for long.

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Find her for me, and the pound is yours.
Make it a guinea, and I'll look for her tomorrow.
Tomorrow, may be too late. Why can you keep a secret?
How can I tell to you have told me there is someone else
searching for her to know. But the quest is mine for today

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at least friend? William doesn't suspect that I
know that he is tracking her. He's very shrewd.
He sent me an anonymous letter to lead me astray, but I tricked
him this time how I sent him an anonymous letter.
And by now, he is safe on the road to Richmond, where he

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thinks she is waiting for him. You are very intelligent.
Genius. You ought to be a dramatist.
Francis Chagrin I leave drama toduller with like William my how
I could enjoy our laugh at his expense and he begins to chuckle
softly. Why don't you Francis stopping

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laughter does not become a philosopher?
Are you afraid you will strain your soul Francis disputatious
lie. How can one say Strain, the
non-existent, I haven't yet established the soul as an
entity. That's one of the things I
promised to do. If only that elusive girl would

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come and keep house for me. How long do you give me to find
her for you? The sooner, the better.
I have philosophic premonitions.Then mysteriously.
I see things as in a crystal youmust meet mama.
She loves fortune-telling to forebodings.
Beset me. I feel that if she isn't mine in

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15 minutes, I may lose her forever.
There is a tide. What's that?
A trifle of Williams? Why stopped a quote?
It is a hopeless habit of philosophers but now the field
is free and high adventure hangsupon the moment.

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Why what's the matter with you? Are you speaking verse?
I feel a spiritual influence. And at this moment there was
another knock at the door. Francis starts back a moment's
pause, then he bids Robin, see who it is?
Robin goes to the window looks out, and then tip toes back to
Frances. It's a man with a VanDyke.

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Beard Francis breathless and I couldn't stick, but no matter.
It's William. Quick hide me.
Robin pushes him into the high-back subtle of the
fireplace as William Shakespeare.
Opens the door and come. He's in good, morrow Park.
I am Robin Goodfellow, and my name's not park.

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It will be henceforth and forever.
I Christen you a new transmutingRobin by the bright Alchemy of
singing. Sounds Tupac hurt symbol of
Eternal laughter. Is anyone at home?
Only me in father and mother, and they're upstairs in bed and

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Francis. Hopefully, expecting more.
I am, Bix begins, assiduously scribbling in his great book,
all the verses William speaks fitting, the day drowsed,
laggard in the lap of night and who's your father?
Fuck, my father's name is Hamletand my mother's name is mistress
Cleopatra Hamlet. Combination greatly to be

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dreaded. Alas, poor Hamlet, and for the
moment it is Pros. I knew him Park a fellow of
Perpetual size and Melancholy. Fancies you say the in is empty,
jackanapes, save for the snores of those two.
Ancient lovers. Who one flight up?

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Hasn't been a soul? Come here in months.
Have you by chance by some blessed.
Mishap seen a maiden in The Woodlands.
Someone may be wandering. Being in the forest.
What would a gleaming Guinea mean to you?
The first tip I've had since Christmas, bring me the Lady.
Heather and the trash is yours. I'll look for her tomorrow

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tomorrow and tomorrow. No, my lad, there is a glass
called opportunity. All pregnant with bright
prophecies, if man, but read at the propitious moment, but let
the fat couldn't second slip andlow.
The globule tumbles from his college hands splintering, a
rain of lost forever's upon the some the stretches of the world,

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Robin mystified, I don't think that I understand you William
smilingly. There are a few people do at
first hearing I'll make it two guineas.
If you find the girl in Santa, why such?
I'm premeditated haste is the lady well-to-do.
She's richer than the Ruby next week mom.

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Mine for with the tingling Pennyof her name.
She spells eternity. Can you keep a secret?
A secret. It's not a secret till it's
shared by two. Probably turn.
That might make a Charming. Couplet listen boy.
Yes, sir. There is someone else looking

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for the lady to a very learned gentlemen.
If the other fellow is so clever.
He will find her first William. Angrily.
Adam belarmino fellows. No Puck so Francis.
Doesn't suspect. I know he's tracking her.
He's very shrewd. He sent me an anonymous letter

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to lead me astray, but I trickedhim this time.
Francis and who girl? Or anxiously listening, how I
sent him an anonymous letter. And by now he is safely on the
way to Windsor. Where he thinks the girls
awaiting him. He stops short.
What's the matter? My laugh is out of joint.

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Oh Crusade spite. I laughed.
Not laughter, that's not laughed.
Outright Francis peeps from behind the subtle.
I'm sorry for you. He sees Francis.
So you can't laugh either only with difficulty since my
marriage. Yes, when I bothered my
Priceless bachelorhood for Anne's disappointing virginity,

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my sense of Comedy became so poignant that now I'm forever,
hearing the echo of old tears inthe Ripple of nool.
After it must be very unfunny tobe a humorist.
Nothing is more tragic. If I could only recapture my
early manner, I think I might persuade my runaway daughter to

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abide with me on hearing this, the girl who has been watching
both Francis and William can contain herself no longer and
bursts into an unrestrained peelof merriment.
Watch that what that voice. That's sudden.
Sweet and Silver Voice. More mellow than the chanting
cherubim in, holy hallelujahs atthe feet of God Be Still if it's

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she and she hears you speaking poetry, she'll probably be too
frightened to come in and Robin pushes William into the seat of
the fire place opposite. Francis the girl runs over and
hides behind the subtle and Robin taking, a Bellows from the
chimney-piece, blows up the flame, William, and Francis
seeing each other spring up, angels, and Ministers of Grace

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defend me. That was Spirit of health or
Goblin. Damned Francis stepping out into
the room stop. Quoting me William Alas.
Poor ghost you know perfectly well that no theory of
spiritualism has ever been irrefutable.

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We proved William coming forward.
But that being so all I can say is oh that you're too too solid
flesh would melt Out, I heard you.
It's disgraceful, the way you are.
Treating mistress, Hathaway Shakespeare running.
After a young girl, like this, with my wife.

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I have nothing to reproach myself.
Why not as a shrine for memory? I have willed her.
My best bedstead is that the wayto repay me for writing.
Half your plays, for you only inreturn for my writing, most of
your essays. As oh, sharper than the

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Serpent's tooth even because you're excited, you needn't
divulge our literary Secrets, Francis fuming.
Thou canst not. But be false to every man.
Francis don't even because you are angry.
Don't misquote me? Francis storming angry.

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Nothing in the world can make meangry.
I'm a philosopher. Tom, let's search the house they
start to do so but this is too much for Robin and the girl who
have been violently flirting behind the subtle, and their
laughter startles, the to literary men, they are going on
tiptoe in the direction of the subtle, but Robin suddenly

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rushes to the window and points,in the direction of the forest,
look there in the sunlight. There she is and Francis and
William bolt. Madly from the room.
Your wit work Swift is laughter,Robin.
Turning to her, you're safe and now my wages.
Please someday. I'll pay you with a kiss

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someday. I've forfeited my London holiday
and now you bit me at 10 years Pilgrim, questing the Scarlet
altar of your lips. I didn't say 10 years.
She comes toward him, a kiss, his butt a little sweetness,
leaping the road to Capture, they kiss Robin recovering.

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Oh, I am dizzy with eternity. Come, let's lose ourselves in
art and Robin takes her hand. Wait.
But a moment, I shall leave themthis during this speech.
She breaks off some leaves of her Laurel, crown and drops them
on the table for memory of me that they may be remembered.

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Come come. And none will ever find us
wondering that Angle of sweet ways, leading forever.
Nowhere, who are you Robin lyrically?
I am Youth. And by faith is laughter.
And who are you immortality? And she must make the word seem

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to glitter. I am in mortality.
And my faith is youth than hand in hand, they rushed to the door
but stopped suddenly hearing thevoices of Francis and William as
the poet. And Philosopher.
Come up The Path. They slink behind the door.
And is it flies? Open and William and Francis
birthed into the room, Robin andto the girl leap through the

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open window and disappear into the forest.
Frances storming, there was nothing there.
But a rooster shrieking Dominionon his heap of garbage life must
I ever smother with fine aged sagacity, this sudden summer
Swift with to Sweet passing thathouse turn.

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Third, the following Autumn of my days, for instance, for the
philosophic digression quite a discussed.
Mm, yeah. It's it.
Soliloquize. Instead of helping me find the
boy and at this moment the girlssong is heard in the distance.
O my prophetic Soul, they've gone forever.

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He sees the Laurel on the table.Watch this, a branch of new
plucked Laurel. Francis Furious.
That's it. Poet eyes, soft soft.
There is an odor of Eternity about us.
He breaks off a sprig of the Laurel and here's a leaf.
For you friend, Francis and Francis.

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Infuriated throws the leaf to the floor while the curtain
Falls. End of the Road House in Arden
by Philip molar. In the shadow of the Glen by
John Millington cinge. This is a LibriVox recording all

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librivox.org. In the shadow of the Glen, a
play in one act by JM singe. Persons then Burke farmer and
heard read by Alan mapstone. Nora Burke his wife read by

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enemas. Michael Dara a young heard read
by Thomas Peter, a tramp read byalgy pug, narrated by Abu Ali.
Seen the last Cottage at the head of a long.
Glenn in County. Wicklow cottage kitchen Turf,

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fire on the right. A bit near it against a wall
with a body lying on it covered with a sheet.
Adore is at the other end of theroom with a low table near it
and stools, or wooden chairs. There are a couple of glasses on
the table and a bottle of whiskey.
As if for a wake with two cups, a teapot and a homemade cake,

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there is another small door nearthe bed more.
Oberek is moving about the room settling, a few things, and
lighting candles on the table looking now.
And then at the bed with an uneasy look, Someone knocks
softly at the door, she takes upa stocking with money from the
table and puts it in her pocket.Then she opens the door.

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Tramp outside, good evening to you, lady of the house.
Good evening, kindly stranger. It's a wild night.
God help you to be out in the rain falling.
It is surely annoy walk into British from the or Grim.
Fair, is it walking on your feet.
Stranger, when we own two feet Lady of the house and when I

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sorta like below, I taught me be.
If you'da super new milk, Aquarius, decent Corridor, where
a man could sleep. He looks in past her and seized
the dead, man. Lord, have mercy on his soul.
It's doesn't matter. Anyway, stranger come in out of
the rain. Tramp coming in slowly and going

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towards the bed. Is it departed?
He is, it is stranger his after dying on me?
God! Forgive him.
And there I am now with a hundred sheep beyond the hills
and no Turf John. The winter, Tramp looking
closely at the dead, man. That's a queer.
Look, he's on him for a man. That's did.

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Nora have humorously. He was always clear, stranger,
and I suppose then that square and they live in men, will be
queer bodies after. This is a great wonder.
You're letting him later when he's not a deed or laid out
itself. Nora.
Coming to the bed, I was a fair changer.
We put a black Castle me this morning.

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I'd touch his body the time, he'd die certain or let anyone
touch it. Except his sister only, and it's
10 miles away. She lives in the big land, over
the hill, Tramp, looking at her,and nodding slowly, it's a queer
story. He wouldn't eat his own wife to
a gym and he doing quiet in his bed.
He was an old man and an old manstranger.

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And it's always up on the Hills.He was thinking, thoughts in the
Dark Mist, she pulls back a bit of the sheet there you are.
Hand on him now and tell me if it's called he is surely would
get into curse on me. You'll be woman of the house
they wouldn't leave my hand on him for the Lord najara gun and
it filled with gold Nora lookinguneasily at the body may be

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called would be no sign of deathwith the lack of him for.
He was always cold every day since I knew him and every night
stranger she covers up his face and comes away from the bed.
But I'm thinking it's dead. He's surely for, he's
complaining in a while, back of a pain in his heart and this
morning, the time he's off to British or three days or four.

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He was taken with a sharp turn. Then he went into his bed, and
he was saying it was destroyed. Who was the time?
The shadow was going up through the Glen.
And when the sun set on the bog,he made a great lip and that a
great cry out from him and he stiffened himself out, the lack
of a dead sheep. Ramp crosses himself, who had

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reached his soul, Laura pouring him out to glass of whiskey.
Maybe that would do your better than the milk of The Suite is
cow in County Wicklow to almighty.
God reward you and me it be to your good health, he drinks.
Nora, giving him a pipe and tobacco.
I have no perhaps even his own stranger, but they're sweet

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puffs of smoke. Thank you.
Kindly Lady of the house. Sit down now strange and be
taking your asked. Trump filling a pipe and looking
about the room. We walked a great way through
the world, Lady of the house andseeing great wonders.
But I never seen a week to this day with faint spirits and good

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tobacco, and the best of her. The new one to teach them but a
woman, only didn't you hear me? Say it was only after Diana me.
It was when the sun went down and how would I go out into the
ground and tell the neighbors. And I alone, woman with no house
near me, Tramp, drinking, there's no offense.

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Lady of the house. There's no offense in life
changer. How would the lack of you
passing in the dark night? Nor The Lonesome way I was with
no house near me. At all, Tramp, sitting down and
you rightly, he likes his pipe so that there is a sharp light
beneath his Haggard face. But I was thinking, you know, he

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coming in through the door that has many alone woman would be
afeard of the like of me in the dark night in a place wouldn't
be so lonesome as this place where to run to, to living
Souls, would see deliver light. You have Shannon from the glass,
Nora, slowly. I'm thinking many Be afeard, but

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I never knew what way I be afraid of a beggar or a bishop,
or any man of you at all. She looks towards the window and
lowers her voice. It's other things than the lack
of use changer. That would make a person.
A fair, Tramp looking round witha half shutter, it is surely
good, her patrol Nora looking athim for a moment.

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With curiosity, you're saying that stranger as if you are
easily fed, Tramp speaking mournfully, you should meself
Lady of the house. That does be woken round in the
long nights and crossing the hills when to focus on dim the
time. But it was stick would seem as
big as your arm and then rub it as big as a baby horse and a

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strike over Turf as big as a touring Church in the city of
Dublin, hippie surface easily. If he heard him telling you it's
long ago I did been locked into the Richmond Asylum or maybe a
run up into the Achilles with nothing on me but an old shirt
and we didn't with grows the lack of patched are see.
The Lord have mercy on him in a year.

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That's gone Nora with interest. You knew, Darcy was indeed the
last one hurt. His living voice in the whole
world. There are great stories of what
was had at the time. But would anyone believe the
things they do beasts? And and the gland it was no Lady
of the house. He was passing below.

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On a dark night, the lake of this Nate and the Sheep will
learn under the ditch and every one of them coughing and choking
like an old man with degree to rain and the fog then I heard a
thing Takin. Queer attack you wouldn't
believe at all and you out of your dreams and merciful god she

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Zoe. You may begin here in the lake
of dead voices out of the thick Mist, aim destroyed sure The
they ruin the new run, the new run killer was below in rest
Banner. Very good drunk took Nate over
drunken to morning and drunkardsthe day after I was Comin From

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the Reese's Beyond editor D-Day found Darcy.
Then they knew it was himself hours after hearing you know you
wasn't a fear it anymore. Nora speaking sorrowfully and
slowly God spared us I'll see you do is look in here and he
passing up or passing down and it's very lonesome.

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I was after him a long while shelooks over at the bed and lowers
her voice speaking very clearly and then I got happy again.
If it's ever happy we are stranger.
But I got used to being Lonesomea short pause, then she stands
up. I said anyone in the last bit of
the road stranger, and you coming up.

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All G. There was a young man with a
drift of mountain news and who wouldn't after them this way.
And that Nora with a half smile far down.
Stranger the be surely. She feels the kid told and puts
it on the fire. Maybe, if you're not easier,
fared, you'll stay here, a shortwhile alone with himself, we

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would surely amongst us dead. Can do know hurt Nora speaking
with a sort of Constraint. I'm going a little back to the
Western Asia or himself. Could go there one night, and
another and whistle at that place and then the young man.
You're after seeing a kind of a farmer has come up from the sea

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to live in a cottage Beyond, would walk around to see if
there was a thing, we would haveto be done and I'm wanting him
this night. The way he can go down into the
Glen when the sun goes up and tell the people that himself is
dead. Camp looking at the body in this
sheet which B cells will go for him, Lady of the house and let

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you not be destroying yourself with the great rain.
You wouldn't Find Your Way a stranger for.
There's a small path only and itrunning out between two.
Slags are an asset caught would be drowned, she puts a shawl
over her head. Let you be making yourself easy
and saying a prayer for his souland it's not long.

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I'll become an again. Tramp?
Moving on. Easily Ruby Buda piece of agrees
red and a sharp needle. This great safety.
In the needle, Lady of the house, I will be putting in a
little Stitch here and there andmy old coat.
The table be praying free soul and it gone up naked to the

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saints of God, Nora takes a needle and thread from the front
of her dress and gives it to him.
There's the needles changer and I'm thinking you won't be
Lonesome, are you used to the back?
Is it isn't a dead man itself, more company than to be sitting
alone and here in the winds. Crying and you not know, and on

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what thing your mind would stay Tramp.
Slowly withdrew. Surely and the Lord have mercy
on her. Soul, Laura goes out the Tramp
begins stitching. One of the tags in his coat
saying that de profundis under his breath.
In an instant, the sheet is drawn, slowly down and Dan Burke

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looks out the Tramp moves uneasily, then looks up and
Springs to his feet with a movement of Terror, then with a
hoarse voice. Don't be a huge, stranger a man.
This did can do know her Tramp, trembling meant, no harm, your
honor, it won't. You leave me easy to be seen as

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your prayer for your soul along whistle, is heard out.
Outside Dan sitting up in his bed and speaking fiercely the
devil mender. Do you hear that?
Stranger today, were you here another woman, go whistle like
that with two fingers in her mouth, he looks at the table

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hurriedly. I'm destroyed with the drought,
and that you bring me a drunk quickly before self will come
back. Tramp doubtfully.
Is it not dead? You are I would I be dead and I
is dry as a big. Boom, stranger Tramp!
Pouring out the whiskey. What will her search to see?

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If she smells the stuff? When you for I'm thinking, it's
not for nothing. You let none to be dead.
He is not stranger, but she won't be coming near me at all
and it's not long. Now to I'll be letting on for.
I have a cramp in my back and myhips asleep on me and there's In
the devil's home, Floyd, she my nose, it's near dead.

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I was wanting to sneeze and you blathering about the rain and
Darcy bitterly, the devil choke him and the tearing Church
crying out. Impatiently give me that
whiskey. Would you ever self?
Come back before I tasted drop at all.

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Tramp, gives him the glass. Dan after drinking go over now,
to that covered and bring me a black stick, you'll see in the
west corner by the wall, Tramp, taking a stick from the
cupboard. Is it that he is?
Stranger, it's a long time. I'm keeping that stick for, I'm

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a bad wife in the house. Tramp with a queer.
Look this inertial, Master of the House and she agree and
woman to Turk. It's herself.
Sure. Lee.
It's a bad way. She is Brad.
Why for an old man? And I'm getting old.
God help me. No Ivan arm to me still, he

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takes to stick in his hand. Let you wait.
Now a short while and it's a great site.
You'll see in this room in two hours or three, he stops to
listen. Is that somebody above Tramp,
listening, this is a voice, speaking on the path.
Put that stick here in the The bed and smooth the sheet, the

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way it was lying, he covers himself up.
Hastily be falling to sleep now and don't let on you know,
anything? Or I'll be having your life.
I wouldn't have told you. It already has destroyed with
the throat. I was Tramp covering his head.
Have no fear in Master of the House.
What is it? He know of the like of you that

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I'll be saying a word or puttingup behind to stay you at all.
She goes back to the fire sits down on a stool with his back to
the bed and goes on stitching his coat.
Then under the sheet. Querulously stranger Tramp
quickly. East-West be Quaid.

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Am telling you you coming in at the door?
Laura comes in with Michael Daraat all.
Innocent young man behind her. I wasn't long at all stranger.
I met himself on the path. You were middle Alone.
Lady of the house. There was no sign for himself,
losing the to Lady of the house.Nora to Michael go over now and

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pull down the sheet and look on himself.
Michael Dara and you'll see, it's the truth.
I'm telling you, I will not know.
I do be a fierce of the debt he sits down on a stool next to
table facing the Tramp nor are puts the kettle on, a lower hook
of the pot, Hooks and piled, Turf under it.

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Nor are to Tramp. Will you drink a sip of tea with
myself in the young man? Stranger or speaking?
More persuasively? Will you be going into the
little room and stretch yourselfa short while on the bed?
I'm thinking it's destroyed. You were walking the length of
that way. And the great rain is it to go
away and leave you and you have an awake Lady of the house.

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Oh, you will not surely. He takes a drink from his class
which he has beside him and his nudity.
I'm a You do either he goes on stitching, Nora makes the tea.
Michael after looking at the Tramp rather scornfully for a
moment but it's a poor coach, you have God, help you.

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And I'm thinking it's a poor tailor, you are with it.
We were the board to I'm thinking it's a boar heard.
Those be Runnin back and forwardafter little handful of use.
The way I seen yourself running this day Young fella, her new
command. From the fair, Nora comes back
to the table. Nora to Michael in a low voice

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yet. You're not mind him at all.
Like, oh, Tara, he has a drop taken and it's soon.
He'll be fallen asleep. It's no lie.
He's telling how was destroyed? Surely, they were that willful.
They were running off into one man's bit of oats in another
men's bit of hay and tumbling into the red box.
Till it's more like a pack of old goats and sheep.

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They were Mountain. News is a queer, breed Nordic
Burke and I'm not used to them at all, Nora sibling the teeth.
Things does no one can drive a mountain you but the men do be
reared in the grandmother. I've heard them say and above by
wrath Varna, and the Glen in mile and the lack of patch
Darcy, God, spared his soul, whowould walk through five hundred

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sheep, and miss one of them and he not reckon in them at all.
Michael, I'm easily is this, theman went queer in his head.
The yellow it's gone. It is surely Tramp plaintively.
Yeah, that was a great burn. Young fellow agreed, man.
I'm telling you there was never a lamb for major news.

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He wouldn't know before it was marked and he had run from this
to the city of Dublin. Never catch his breath Nora
turning round quickly. He was a great man.
Surely stranger and isn't it a grand thing?
When you hear a living, man, saying a good word of a dead man
and he mad dying. It's the truth is I'm G in

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George bare his soul, he puts the needle under the collar of
his coat and settled himself to sleep in the Chimney Corner.
Nora sits down at the table, their backs are turned to the
bait. Michael looking at her with a
queer. Look, I heard tells day not a
back that it was on the path with a patch Darcy, would be

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passing up and passing down, andI heard him say he'll never
passed it night or morning without speaking with yourself.
Nora in a low voice, it was not like I heard Michael Dara.
I'm thinking, it's a powder of men.
You're after knowing if it's an alone, some place you live
itself, nor a giving him his tea.
It's in a lonesome place. You do have to be be talking

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with someone and looking for someone in the evening of the
day and if it's a power of men, I'm afternoon, they were fine
men for. I was a hard child to please and
a hard girl to please. She looks at him and it'll
Stanley. And it's a hard woman.
I am to please this day. Michael Guerra and it's no lie.

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I'm telling you Michael looking over to see that the Tramp is
asleep and then pointing to the dead man, was it a hard woman to
play? See what?
When you took himself for your man?
Well, where would I live? And I an old woman if I didn't
marry a man with a bit of a farmand cows on it and sheep on the
back Hills. Michael considering that's true.

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Nora, maybe it's no fool. You were for this good grazing
on it if it is a lonesome place but I'm thinking it's good.
Some he's Left Behind Nora, taking the stocking with money
from her pocket and putting it on the table.
I do. Be thinking in the long nights,
it was a big fool. I was that time Michael Dara but

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what good is a bit of a farmer cows on it and sheep on the back
heels when you do be sitting looking out from ad or the lack
of that door and seeing nothing,but the Miss World and down the
bog and the missed again and they rolling up the bog and
hearing nothing. But the wind crying out in the
bits of broken trees, were therefrom the great storm and the

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streams were in with the rain. Mike Looking at her and easily.
What is it? Is you this National a burke?
I've heard tell it's the like that talk.
You do hear from men? They after being a great wide on
the back Hills, more are puttingout the money on the table.
It's a bad night and a wild night.
Michael Dara. And isn't it a great while I am

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at the foot of the back, Hills sitting up here, boiling food
for himself, have food for The Brood sow and baking a cake when
the night falls. She puts Up the money listlessly
in little piles on the table, isn't it a long while?
I am sitting here in the winter and the summer and the fine
spring with the young growing behind me and the old person

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saying to myself, one time to look on Mary Bryant, who wasn't
that height holding out her handand I a fine girl growing up and
there she is. Now, with two children, had
another comment on her in three months or four she pauses My
coat, moving over three of the piles three puns.

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We have now, Nora Burke Nora continuing in the same voice and
saying to myself another time tolook on Peggy caverna, who had
the lightest hand milking a cow that wouldn't be easy or turn in
a cake and there she is. Now walking around on the roads
or sitting in a dirty old house with no teeth in her mouth, her

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no sense, and no more hair than you'll see on a bit of A hill
and there after Berlin, the first from it, that's five
pounds and 10 notes. A good, some surely, it's not
that way. You'll be talking when you marry
a young man or a burke and they were saying the fair.
My Lambs were the best lands andI got a grand prize for.

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I'm no fool now at making a bargain when my Lambs are good.
What was it? You got 20 pound for the lot,
not a back. We do right to wait now to
himself, or be quite a while in the seven churches.
And then you'll marry me in the chapel of Earth wanna do.
I'll bring the Sheep up on the bit of a heel, you have on the
back mountain and we won't have anything would be a fear to let

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our minds on when the Mist is done Nora pouring him out some
whiskey. Why would I?
Marry? You might Guerra you be getting
old and I'll be getting old and in a little while, I'll be
telling you you'll be sitting upin your bed two-way him So for
sitting with a shaking your faceand your teeth fallen and the

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white hair sticking out round, you like an old Bush where she
do the leaping of a gap. Then Works its up noiselessly
from under the sheet, with his hand, to his face.
His white hair is sticking out around his head.
Nora goes on slowly without hearing him.
It's a pitiful thing to be getting old but it's a queer

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thing. Surely it's a queer thing to see
an old man, sitting up there in his bed, with no teeth in him.
And a rough word in his mouth. And his chin, the way it would
take the bark from the edge of an oak board.
You'd leave building a door. God forgive me, Michael Dara,
will all be getting old but it'sa queer thing.

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Surely it's too. Lonesome, you are from living a
long time with an old man or you're talking again, like a
heart. That would be coming down from
the thick Mist. He put his arm round her but
it's a fun life you have now theold man of faith.
I life surely Dan, sneezes violently Michael tries to get
to the door but before he can do.

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So Dan jumps out of the bed in queer White.
Clothes with his stick in his hand and goes over and puts his
back against it, Son of God, Deliver Us crosses himself and
goes backward across the room. Dan holding up his hand at him.
No, you know, merrier, the time I'm rotting Below in the seven

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churches, and you'll see the thing, I'll give you a fully on
the back mountains, when the wind is high, Michael to Nora,
catch me out of it and all Ah, for the love of God, he always
did what you bit him and I'm thinking he would do it.
Now, Nora, looking at the Tramp,his it dead, he is 11, then

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turning towards her, it's literally, you carrot is dead or
living I am, but there will be an inert here fine times and all
the talk. You have of young men old men
and of the Mist coming up or going down.
He opens the door. You will walk out now from that

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door, Nora Burke, and it's not tomorrow Northern next day or
any day of your life that you'reputting your foot through it.
Again, clamp standing up, it's aherd thing.
You're here in front of old man,Master of the House and what
were the like of her do? If your put her out on the roads

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there? Walk around the like a payee
Cavanaugh below and BB money at the cross.
This road or selling songs to the men to Nora walk out now
Nora Burke and it soon you'll begetting old with that life.
I'm telling you it's soon your teeth will be falling and your

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head. Be the like of a bush where
sheep do be leaping a gap. He pauses she looks around at
Michael Michael timidly. There's a fine Union.
Beloved Rostrum, the lawyer would never go there.
It's Lonesome Road, she'll be going and hiding herself away.

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Till the end will come and they find her stretch like a dead
sheep with the frost on her or the big spiders maybe and
they're putting their webs are in the Bubba ditch Nora.
Angrily, what way will yourself be that dead?
Daniel back, what way will you be that day and you lying down a

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long while in Your Grave? It's bad.
You are living and it's bad. You'll be when you're dead.
She looks at him. A moment fiercely then half
turns away and speaks plaintively again yet it is
itself. Daniel back who can help it at
all and I'll let you be getting up into your bed and not be

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taken your death. With the wind blowing on you and
the rain with it and you have inyour skin, he's proud and happy
you'd be if I was getting my Death that day.
I was shot of yourself pointing to the door.
Let you walk out through that door.
I'm telling you and let you not be passing this way.

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If it's hungry, you are or wanting a bed, Tramp pointing to
Michael, maybe himself would take her.
What would he do with me? Now, give you to her for her
Dre, bed and good food in your mouth using a fool.
You think him stranger? Or is it a fool?
You Glorious self Lair, walk outof that door, and let you go

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along with her stranger. If it's raining itself, or it's
too much torque. You have surely clamp going over
to Nora Ruby. Good, no.
Lady of the house to read his Fallen, but here is kind and
maybe it'll be a grand morning by the grace of God.

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What good is a grand morning when I'm destroyed?
Surely and go. Going out to get my death, walk
on the roads, you look be getting your death with meself
Lady of the house, you know, youknow your Louisa bank and put
food in his mouth, we'll be going.
Now I'm dealing you and to tell him you'll be feeling too crude
and defrost and degree train andthe sun again, and that south

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wind blowing in England's, you'll not be sitting, nope.
Run away to ditch to wear year after sitting in the place.
Making yourself who was looking on HD and it passing you by
you'll be seeing one day, it's agrand evening Peta, grace of
God, had another time, it's a Wailord night good, her purpose,

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but it will pass surely. You'll be seeing Dan goes over
to them crying out, impatiently go out of that door.
I'm telling you and do your blubbering Below in the Glen
Nora gathers, a few things into her shop.
Joel, Tramp at the door, come along with me, no Lady of the

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house. And it's not my bladder, you'll
be here and only will you be here in the herons crying out,
over the black leaks and be herein the gross, and the O's with
them and the lyrics and the biggest brushes, when the days
are warm and his note from the lake of them, you'll be here in
the talk of getting old like Piggy, Kevin her and loosened to
hear off you until night of youreyes.

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But it's fine song should be here in and when the sun goes up
and it will be no old fellow reason the lake of a sick sheep
close to your ear. I'm thinking it's myself would
be reason that time with lying down under the heavens when the
night is cold but you will find better talks changer and it's
with yourself I'll go she goes towards the door, then turns to

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Dan you think. It's a grand thing.
You have to do in with letting on to be dead but what is it at
all? What way would a woman live in a
lonesome place? The lack of this place?
Has she not making a talk with the men passing?
And what way will yourself be living from this day?
But none to care for you. What is it?

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You'll have now but a black lifeDaniel back and it's not long,
I'm telling you till you be lying again under that sheet and
you'll be dead. Charlie, she goes out with the
Tramp. Michael is slinking after them
but then stops him. Shit's and now and take a little
taste of the stuff. Michael Dara, there's a great

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drought on me. And the night is young.
Michael coming back to the table, and it's very dry.
I am surely with a fear of death, you put on me and I have
to driving Mountain you since the turn of the day then,
throwing away his stick, I was thinking just strike you Michael
Dara, but you're a quiet man. God help you.

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And I don't mind you At all, he pours out two glasses of whiskey
and gives one to Michael your good health, my Caldera, go
towards you, Daniel Burke and may you have a long life, the
quiet life and good health with it, they drink curtain.

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End of in the shadow of the Glenby John Millington cinge.
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Marjorie Patterson. The aunjanue read by Linda
Webster. Harold, Spaulding the lover read
by Thomas Peter. Mr. Forbes Smith, the stage
manager read by Andruw Jones Doris Street.

(01:01:23):
The playwright read by TJ Burns.Isabel Brookins the leading lady
read by Jen Broda. Stage directions.
Read by Todd. Time the evening before the
amateur performance of a Play Place.
Our room arranged for a rehearsal The last rehearsal

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seen a room arranged for the rehearsal of an amateur
performance. There are four or five chairs in
a small table properties are strewn about in everything is in
disorder. The table is left of the center,
a chair door, right? And another chair door left near
the table was a small chair. That can be easily moved.

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At rise of curtain. There is no one on this stage.
Harold off stage. Let me open the door for you.
Marjorie off stage. Oh, thank you.
Marjorine Harold, come in gaily,Marjorie is Sweden. 17 Harold is
a well-set-up college chap of 21Harold helps Marjorie.

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Take off her evening wrap revealing, a pretty frock Harold
offering her a box of candy is something for you.
Oh, thank you with a smile. You might open it for me.
Harold opens a box and Marjorie takes a piece of candy.

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Marjorie. Turning slowly to display her
gown. Do you like my gown?
I'd like you Marjorie you're adorable in it.
Marjorie glances up at him with a look of demurrer coquetry.
I had it made, especially for the play looking around where

(01:03:16):
early, I'm glad because I can have a few minutes alone with
you before the others come. Marjorie sitting down and
looking disconsolate. I feel a little sad like
tonight, do you, why Marjorie wistfully?

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Oh, I don't know. I think it must be because this
is the last rehearsal. I'll be Lonesome when it's all
over. You come to know people so well.
When you rehearse with them night after night, Yes, it's
almost as good. A test of the disposition is
traveling. I've heard that lots of romances

(01:03:58):
start that way out rehearsals. I meant traveling on trips.
Oh, I was thinking of rehearsals.
It has been awfully Jolly, hasn't it?
yes, seeing so much of folks. Chokes.

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Of course. You mean, Isabelle, mr.
Eden Forbes Smith. Well, not exactly.
She gives Harold and alluring glance Harold, leaning, over
her. Have you cared a little bit
about seeing me a little. Do you look like me Marjorie?

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You know what I say in the play?Oh, the play in the play, the
play, be hanged leaning over her.
I mean, really? Yes.
Really to somehow I feel as if something we're going to happen

(01:05:05):
tonight. Do you so do I Marjorie jumping
up? Nervously, the others are late.
I wonder if Miss Street will come wasn't she angry last night
because Isabel wouldn't play herpart The Way It Was Written.
Well, you can't blame mr. Eat naturally.

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An author once a play Given as it is written.
But Isabelle always has her own way about everything and she
will never give in to mistreat. Never, you know that Isabelle
always plays the leading part and everybody says that her
acting is perfectly wonderful for an amateur.

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I know somebody who is a much sweeter little actress.
I wonder whom you mean some things go without saying, yes,
some of the very Loveliest things of all we that is one
can't say out. You.

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You just feel them Mr. Forbes Smith comes in with an air of
important. Marjorie and Harold.
Start self-consciously, Mr. Forbes Smith is a young man of
thirty with an autocratic manner.
Good evening, shakes hands with Marjorie and Harold.
Miss Brookins and Miss Street and not here yet.

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Not yet mr. Forbes Smith know, we're all
alone that is we were Forbes Smith briskly at Center.
Well I hope they will not be more than an hour late tonight.
We have a good evenings work before us.
If we are going to make this thing, go off decently tomorrow
night, take the candy and paper from the table and straighten

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things up. Amateurs have no idea of the
importance of promptness and details.
That's why these private A trickles lack snap.
Now, when I was in the profession, we were fined for
being late. Well, you ever find, were you on
the stage long orb Smith probably a year and two months

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great experience? So you see, I know something
about real acting. If you are in the profession,
you have to toe the mark, there's some discipline there.
But you couldn't discipline Isabel, could you?
She never does anything. She doesn't want to her mother
believes in, letting her developher individuality.

(01:07:38):
Of course, Miss Brookins has thestar part and we have to make
some concessions to her even on the stage.
The star has things very much her own way.
Harold at the back is secretly studying his lines Spaulding.
What are you doing? I I don't you know your lines

(01:07:59):
yet. I didn't know them for I came
but something has knocked them clean.
Out of my head I thought I wouldbrush up a bit.
Remember that you appear before an audience tomorrow night?
I just get trembly all over. When I think of facing an
audience, I can feel the Shiversrun up and down my back.

(01:08:23):
Now Harold reassuringly. Nevermind Marjorie.
I'll help you. Dora Street comes in with a
manuscript and a very determined.
Look, she is about 25 quick nervous and high-strung.
Good evening, glad to see you mistreat.
We are just waiting for Miss Brookins as soon as she comes.

(01:08:46):
We'll get to work. Doris called lie.
Yes. We usually wait for Miss
Brookins. She sees herself in a chair to
the left. Knee over front.
I see you've brought your manuscript.
That's good. I mislaid my copy.
Yes, I have brought my manuscript and hope to have this

(01:09:07):
play Given as it is written. Well, you know, Miss Street some
little changes, Doris scornfullylittle Isabel Brookins comes in
wearing a beautiful evening wrap.
She's about 20 pretty spirited and with an imperious are
Isabelle and doors, exchange, cold glances, but do not speak

(01:09:29):
to each other Isabel sweetly. Oh, were you waiting for me?
You know, I never can remember the time.
Mother says that it is my temperament.
Forbes Smith. With deference to Isabel.
We haven't waited long. Miss Brookins Forbes Smith

(01:09:50):
gallantly. Helped her to take off her rap.
She wears a lovely evening, gown.
Hi would have been here sooner. If it hadn't been for this gown,
it didn't come from the dressmaker's until half an hour
ago, and I couldn't come to a dress rehearsal, without the
dress. Marjorie sympathetically.

(01:10:10):
Of course not Isabel. I had mine made just for the
play to Isabel looking at marjorie's dress with a
patronizing are Quite a pretty frock.
Do you think mine suits my temperament?
Oh yes. It's a peach of a gown, a

(01:10:31):
clingstone, huh? Your dress is see more important
than the play Miss Street many successful plays our fashion
shows girls and gowns, you know,ever since I can send it to be
in the old play, I've been planning how I would dress the
part Undress. It's you mean Forbes Smith.

(01:10:54):
A little impatiently. Come come young ladies.
We must rehearse. We have lots to do this evening
pausing to think. Let's see, we'll take the third
ACT. First, that's our weakest point
and then we'll run through the whole performance.
Just as we are going to give it tomorrow night.
Miss Brookins, you open the third act with the letter seen

(01:11:15):
rearranging a chair, Now, this chair will be the desk where you
find the letter tomorrow, the real desk will be set up.
Hi wish you had things ready tonight, it would make it so
much easier to act with my temperament.
These things are very disturbing, Doris under her
breath temperament temper. I know, I know, but you must use

(01:11:45):
your imagination. This is the window through which
you overhear. The conversation that confirms
your suspicions, keep the location in your mind so that
you will stand in the right place.
The desk is to the right of that.
Now, let's begin to Marjorie. Who is talking with Harold,
right? Upstage, Marjorie, please.

(01:12:07):
Marjorie starts and comes forward.
Yes mr. Director are you ready for the
curtain Isabel goes over the chair desk and begins to search
for something. Doris watches every move.
Isabelle finds a letter. Opens it reads it, crumbles it
up and then throws it down. She sinks into a chair near the

(01:12:28):
table and buries her head in herarms, Marjorie comes up shyly,
and with Stage consciousness. Isabel starts and looks up.
Oh, Sister Sister, he is false. My heart is broken.
What has Isabel interrupting Marjorie.

(01:12:49):
What has he done? Oh, if you only knew how the
bitterness, the terrible bitterness of this discovery,
tell me what, tell you what? I have learned this morning.
I was happy and my Blissful ignorance.
I was like a bird singing in thetree.

(01:13:10):
All unconscious of the wicked snare below.
And now, this awful Revelation has come upon me o do sister!
Do you ask me what it is? Picking up the letter, read this
letter, Marjorie takes the letter and examines it a woman's

(01:13:30):
handwriting. Yes, the very hooks on her cues.
Show her to be a dangerous designing woman.
She writes begins to read the letter aloud.
Dear boy, I give me the letter. I will read it.
Doris unable to restrain herselflonger.

(01:13:51):
That is not the way it is written.
Well, it is the way I learned itand that is the way I am going
to play it. You don't give Marjorie a chance
to speak her lines. You take her speeches away from
her. Her.
Since I have the star part, I ought to have most of the lines.
That's true, mr. Street, it is customary for the

(01:14:14):
star to appropriate lines here and there, it's always done on
the American Stage, I want my lines given as I wrote them are
not at all. The way I say them is much
better. It makes the meaning clearer.
That is not my meaning. Well, that's what the Victor

(01:14:35):
means told I know what my own characters mean.
Not. So well as the actress who plays
the part, I appealed to you mr. Forbes Smith hasn't the author a
right to ask to have her lines played as they are written.
I am sorry, Miss street. But if you had ever been in the

(01:14:55):
profession, as I have, you wouldknow that plays are never given
as the author writes them. The actors make changes here and
there Are the stage manager takes the whole play, two pieces
and puts it together again and sometimes the electric light men
take a hand but doesn't the playwright make the play

(01:15:16):
certainly not. Of course, the playwright
furnishes. A few ideas plot characters
dialogue, but that's a small part.
Doris facing the others and indignant protest.
Small part indeed. Need.
I have Lain awake at night thinking this out.

(01:15:37):
Worked over every word of it andnow, you people change it all.
Why must a playwright submit to such treatment Forbes, Smith
pompously. If you had had the professional
experience, I have Harold imitating Forbes.
Myths, important are a year and two months, Poor Bob Smith gives

(01:16:02):
Harold to look of withering scorn and then turns to Doris.
As I was saying if you had my professional experience Miss
Street, you would know that playwrights are often glad to
have the actors contribute ideas.
The author's need them. Many a dull players been saved
by a witty actor. And many a clever play has been

(01:16:25):
ruined by us. Supid actress.
Does she mean I'm too stupid to say her clever lines turning to
Doris mistreat you take yourselftoo seriously I believe this is
your first little play ha and the last I will write for you we

(01:16:49):
are losing time. Miss Brookins let's go on with
the rehearsal. Isabel.
Picks up the letter and becomes tragic.
Oh, Sister Sister, he is false. My heart is broken.
Oh, the bitterness. The terrible.
Terrible is not in the manuscript.

(01:17:12):
It ought to be there. Terrible, is not my word, that's
not the way I, right? But that's the way I feel.
Oh, the bitterness. Terrible Doris to Forbes Smith
please give me my manuscript. If my play is not to be given as

(01:17:32):
it is written, I will not have it played at all, hold out her
hand for the manuscript and Tapsthe floor with her foot Isabel
jumping up. If I am not to act, as I feel
inspired to act, I will give up the part Forbes Smith and
despair turning from one to the other Miss Brookins Miss Street.

(01:17:53):
Listen, Into reason I know my own mind and I will not be
dictated to by anybody, Doris standing there table Center.
I'll not have my play ruined to satisfy anybody's, vanity,
Isabel guests, and tossed, her head, vanity and indeed Isabel

(01:18:16):
crosses over to, right, Marjoriegoes up to her and tries to
pacify her Isabel turns from herangrily and Marjorie.
Frightened retreats to the otherside of the stage.
She is followed by Harold. I will not allow the play to be
given tomorrow night unless it is played.
As I wrote it, then you can get someone else for my part.

(01:18:39):
You know that we can't do that. No one else could play it Isabel
setting herself in a chair rightfront and fanning herself.
I absolutely refuse to change myway of acting it.
Then we will not give the play. Say, but we can't throw the
thing up. The ads are out in.
The tickets are sold and it's for charity to the tickets have

(01:19:03):
sold so well, that I think we could give the old ladies at the
home and Charlie treat. Yes, they are counting on it.
I stopped in there this afternoon and they were so
interested in the play and thought it was so good of us to
get up this benefit for them, old mrs.
Flanagan said, sure dear, it's sweet of you young things to be

(01:19:23):
thinking of the Uh like uh, Volsold UNS, everybody's counting on
it. After all the rehearsals we
simply can't give it up, will not give the play Forbes Smith
looking from Doris to Isabel. Miss Brookins think of all your
friends who are coming to see you tomorrow night.
I don't care. I cannot sacrifice my play.

(01:19:48):
Think of the poor old ladies at the home.
I don't care. My literary reputation is at
stake. It isn't fair by jove mystery to
do be reasonable. Can't you see how important it
is to go on with this? Tell the petted Miss Perkins to

(01:20:08):
be reasonable Forbes. Smith looks at Isabel Sookie,
stubborn and imperious with a mixture of admiration and fear
Miss. Brookins a Miss Brookins.
I hope you needn't hope. My Mind Is Made Up Marjorie,
almost crying. Oh, what should we do?

(01:20:31):
What should we do miss Street? Don't you think it is selfish of
you to consider only your play and disappoint, so many people?
Why shouldn't the star make somesacrifices for the good of the
whole? Well, that's different.
Somebody must yield and it is usually the author.
That seems to be the general impression.

(01:20:54):
This time you will find that youare Reckoning without your host.
Sits down at table, Forbes Smithstands, perplexed.
That a light comes into his faceand he goes up to Marjorie and
whispered something in her ear, she smiles and nods.
Marjorie goes up to Isabel and sighs.
Why do you sigh? Because our lovely new gowns

(01:21:17):
will be wasted. Nobody will see us in them.
And yours is so pretty Isabel. It's the most becoming gown
you've ever had. Don't you think so mr.
Forbes Smith, orb Smith, lookingat Isabel's dress with
admiration, the color, the soft clinging folds.

(01:21:37):
It's stunning. There's no doubt of it.
What a shame. She's not going to appear in it.
Tomorrow night, Isabel softeninga little, I don't care.
Well, let's go home since we're going to give the thing up.
It's a Pity to To because it's agood play and I wanted Miss
streets friends to see what a clever writer she is.

(01:22:00):
I'm sure I would never recognizemy own plasma as Brookins insist
upon playing it. Someone has said it's a wild
playwright who knows his own play?
You ought to be thankful if you recognize a line here and there.
My beautiful lines are ruined orb Smith in patiently.

(01:22:21):
Let's go home. He goes for his hat cane and
gloves. There is no use talking about
it, the matters settled. There's to be no play tomorrow
night Spalding, you'll have to return the money for the tickets
and send away the people when they come to the show, beastly
job. I'm going goes out Harold and

(01:22:43):
Marjorie. Whisper in the background.
Doris looks at her precious manuscript with a Stern
expression. Isabel sits moodily thinking she
frowns. She arranges a folds of her
dress. She smiles Isabel to Harold
Harold, Harold, startled in the midst of his conversation, with

(01:23:03):
Marjorie comes forward. Hastily Harold like a soldier at
attention here. Call that young man back.
Sure, he goes to the door and calls for of Smith.
Forbes Smith re-enters. Did you want to see me?
Yes. Do you think I'm going to spend

(01:23:25):
all this time? Learning apart, and getting a
new gown and the not act. Well what are you going to do
Isabel Rising? Say the old lines to please, the
author and wear this gown tomorrow night Forbes Smith
looks relieved. Doris sighs.

(01:23:47):
Happily Harold puts his arm around Marjorie, quick curtain.
And of the last rehearsal by Irene Jean Crandall

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