Part 45

ENID.

Not a penny of those should fall on you. [Withdrawing her hands quickly and backing away from him.] H'sh!

STIDULPH.

ENID.

STIDULPH.

DE CASTRO.

GABRIELLE.

DE CASTRO.

Thene! I'm not makin' a thene. Walkin' away from me in the middle of a danthe and leavin' me thtandin' thtarin' after you like a detherted child! You're makin' the thene!

GABRIELLE.

I'm very sorry.

DE CASTRO.

I'm jutht ath good a waltzther ath anyone here, and better than motht. [Waving his arms.] If you're tired of me, announthe the fact quietly. Don't go and wipe your bootth on me in public, becauthe that hurtth my pride.

GABRIELLE.

DE CASTRO.

GABRIELLE.

DE CASTRO.

I know you are, and I make allowanthes for yer. I repeat, all I athk----

GABRIELLE.

DE CASTRO.

A perfect little lump o' talent! I've been tellin' Carlton tho-- perthuadin' him to introduthe an extra thong for you in Act Two.

GABRIELLE.

DE CASTRO.

Yeth.

GABRIELLE.

Did he promise to think it over?

DE CASTRO.

Hith exthact wordth!