Mrs. Dot: A Farce

by W. Somerset Maugham

Mrs. Dot.

Now listen to me quite seriously. I want you to do something for me.

Blenkinsop.

[Nervously.] We’ve put marriage out of the question, haven’t we?

Mrs. Dot.

Certainly.

Blenkinsop.

[Generously.] You may ask anything else of me.

Mrs. Dot.

I want you to let me make love to you.