Rom.—To be married, of course.
Jul.—How nice! And I can take back the egg as if nothing had happened.
Rom.—Then you think more of the egg than you do of me! Good night!
Jul.—Good night! Be careful of the wall. And beware of the dog.
Rom.—After all, what is a wall?
Jul.—And what is a dog?
[Juliet waters flowers. Romeo retreats a few steps and watches her. Curtain falls—should it be raised Juliet has dropped the water-pot, and is lost in reverie; Romeo is halfway over the wall.]
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ROMEO AND HIS JULIET.
By William Shakespeare and T. Maddison Morton.