Mrs. Dot: A Farce

by W. Somerset Maugham

Mrs. Dot.

Do you want to marry me?

Blenkinsop.

Really you embarrass me very much.

Mrs. Dot.

Don’t hedge.

Blenkinsop.

It’s a little disconcerting to have a pistol put to your head in the form of a proposal of marriage.

Mrs. Dot.

I’m not making you a proposal of marriage, idiot.