Mrs. Dot: A Farce

by W. Somerset Maugham

[She takes his hand.

Blenkinsop.

Remember, there’s no one but Miss MacGregor present.

Mrs. Dot.

[With a yearning glance.] Look into my eyes like this.

Blenkinsop.

Don’t. You make me feel very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Dot.

[Impatiently.] Oh, you’re too stupid. You’re a stock and a stone. You’re an owl. You’re a ridiculous idiot.

Blenkinsop.