Miss R. Valleys.
Maude "Its pleasant walleys, its–"
Miss R. Valleys.
Maude (nervously). Let me start over.
Miss R. Well, only use deeper tones. (She sits down.)
Maude (very slowly). "Among life's bright flowers, its rugged slopes, its pleasant walleys–valleys, its dangerous pitfalls, we cannot realize the magnitood of the common things about us."
Miss R. "Magnitude," not "tood."
Maude "The magnitude of the common things about us."
Miss R. Touch "common things" more lightly; "of the common things about us,"–"common things."
Maude (takes a sprint). We cannot realize the magnitood–tude–of the "common–" oh, dear, I can never say it!"