Mary Ann. I didn't. It was him. I shall scream another time.
Eliza. Man, you will oblige me by treating my sister as you would your own.
[Exit with crushing expression which leaves Romeo intact.
Mary Ann. Eliza talks rot. (To Romeo.) Not that you're not a beast, all the same.
[Exit in two frames of mind. Henry laughs and makes light of osculation. The men converse. The plot becomes even more intricate. The end is nigh."
- Question. Do I miss the purpose of the Author-publisher?
- Answer. I should think it highly improbable.
- Q. But why did he write it?
- A. It is a "problem-play," and that, as I said, is the problem.
Cheering.—Liberal Party much encouraged by East Wicklow and East Leeds. "Wisdom from the East," they call it.