You may try--if George takes to you.
HOTCHKISS. I'm to come on liking for the month?
MRS GEORGE. On condition that you drop Mrs Reginald.
HOTCHKISS. But she wont drop me. Do you suppose I ever wanted to
marry her? I was a homeless bachelor; and I felt quite happy at
their house as their friend. Leo was an amusing little devil; but
I liked Reginald much more than I liked her. She didnt
understand. One day she came to me and told me that the
inevitable bad happened. I had tact enough not to ask her what
the inevitable was; and I gathered presently that she had told
Reginald that their marriage was a mistake and that she loved me
and could no longer see me breaking my heart for her in suffering
silence. What could I say? What could I do? What can I say now?
What can I do now?
MRS GEORGE. Tell her that the habit of falling in love with other
men's wives is growing on you; and that I'm your latest.
HOTCHKISS. What! Throw her over when she has thrown Reginald over
for me!
MRS GEORGE [rising] You wont then? Very well. Sorry we shant meet
again: I should have liked to see more of you for George's sake.
Good-bye [she moves away from him towards the hearth].
HOTCHKISS [appealing] Zenobia--
MRS.
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