The Prude's Progress: A Comedy in Three Acts

by Jerome K. Jerome; Eden Phillpotts

PRIMROSE DEANE.

Of her!

TED MORRIS.

Of her—I might make a fool of myself. (A pause.)

PRIMROSE DEANE.

(Who shows she fully understands his drift—coquettishly.) In—in any particular sort of away?

TED MORRIS.

In a way that men often do make fools of themselves, Miss Deane. Perhaps we'd better change the conversation.

PRIMROSE DEANE.

I—Ithink it's ra-rather interesting.