Plays Written in Collaboration with R.L. Stevenson [Deacon Brodie. Beau Austin. Admiral Guinea. Robert Macaire

Plays Written in Collaboration with R.L. Stevenson [Deacon Brodie. Beau Austin. Admiral Guinea. Robert Macaire

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 edition. Excerpt: ... With your permission, your sister and I will continue to direct our own affairs. When we require the interference of so young and confident a champion, you shall know. (Onrtsies, kisses her hand, and goes out, L.) SCENE III ANTHONY ANTHONY. Upon my word, I think Aunt Evelina one of the most uncivil old women in the world. Nine weeks ago I came of age; and they still treat me like a boy. I'm a recognised Corinthian, too: take my liquor with old Fred, and go round with the Brummagem Bantam and Jack Bosb... O, damn Jack Bosbury! If his father was a tailor, he shall fight me for his ungentlemanly conduct. However, that 's all one. What I want is to make Aunt Evelina understand that I 'm not the man to be put down by an old maid who 's been brought up in a work-basket, begad! I 've had nothing but rebuffs all day. It 's very remarkable. There was that man Austin, to begin with. I 'll be hanged if I can stand him. I hear too much of him; and if I can only get a good excuse to put him to the door, I believe it would give Dorothy and all of us a kind of a position. After all, he 's not a man to visit in the house of ladies: not when I'm away, at least. Nothing in it, of course; but is he a man whose visits I can sanction? SCENE IV ANTHONY, BARBARA BARBARA. Please, Mr. Anthony, Miss Foster said I was to show your room. ANTHONY. Ha! Baby? Now, you come here. You 're a girl of sense, I know. BARBARA. La, Mr. Anthony, I hope I'm nothing of the kind. ANTHONY. Come, come! that 's not the tone I want: I 'm serious. Does this man Austin come much about the house? BARBARA. O Mr. Anthony, for shame! Why don't you ask Miss Foster? ANTHONY. Now I wish you to understand: ...show more

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  • Paperback | 64 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 132g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236886216
  • 9781236886217