| (Theophilus) {Stands in front of mirror, shakes lis head.} | |
| (1, 0) 79 | Yes, Mr. Howells; I'll do my best to improve the occasion. |
| (1, 0) 89 | Well, my boy? |
| (Theophilus) You musn't call me your boy. | |
| (Theophilus) You musn't call me your boy. | |
| (1, 0) 91 | You musn't call me your girl. |
| (Theophilus) What are you, then? | |
| (Theophilus) What are you, then? | |
| (1, 0) 93 | A specimen in petticoats, about to undergo examination by a specialist in frocks. |
| (1, 0) 95 | Well! |
| (1, 0) 96 | Here I am. |
| (1, 0) 97 | Begin, please, Mr. Minister. |
| (Theophilus) {Stares at her thoughtfully, and rubs his chin.} | |
| (Theophilus) But you are very pretty. | |
| (1, 0) 102 | Touch the right button, and you'll drag all my secrets from me. |
| (1, 0) 104 | Do you know where the soul is, when it's at home? |
| (Theophilus) No! do you? | |
| (Theophilus) No! do you? | |
| (1, 0) 106 | Oh, yes. |
| (1, 0) 107 | Let me look into your eyes, and I'll tell you. |
| (Theophilus) Shall it be a mutual study? | |
| (1, 0) 110 | Kill two hearts with one glance! |
| (Theophilus) Two birds with one stone, I think you mean. | |
| (Theophilus) Two birds with one stone, I think you mean. | |
| (1, 0) 112 | Take your last look, and die! |
| (1, 0) 114 | What do you see? |
| (Theophilus) A thousand pretty imps flashing signals to a dull dog who doesn't understand them. | |
| (Theophilus) May I ask what you see? | |
| (1, 0) 117 | A dull dog, with a dangerous glint in his eyes. |
| (1, 0) 118 | I only just got one peep, but it was enough. |
| (Theophilus) {With a sigh.} | |
| (Theophilus) Man is very imperfect. | |
| (1, 0) 121 | Especially young ministers fresh from college. |
| (1, 0) 122 | I lived near a college once, and my recollections are rather spotty. |
| (Theophilus) {Hastily.} | |
| (Theophilus) 1 speak from experience. | |
| (1, 0) 127 | Ah! do you? |
| (1, 0) 128 | I should love to wander over the zone of youth with you, and see what tracks you'd left. |
| (Theophilus) They were all right. | |
| (Theophilus) They were all right. | |
| (1, 0) 130 | Then there were none left! |
| (1, 0) 132 | I should love to know the truth, though. |
| (Theophilus) {Abstractedly, contemplating the ceiling.} | |
| (Theophilus) Love─ah─yes─love─it is divine! | |
| (1, 0) 135 | Tommy rot! |
| (1, 0) 136 | It's human; and the sooner you put it on that level the better for your chances with Eira. |
| (1, 0) 137 | She doesn't want a saint hanging about her all day long. |
| (1, 0) 138 | I'm going. |
| (1, 0) 143 | Oh, stay with me, my darling, stay. |
| (Theophilus) It's a lovely song! | |
| (1, 0) 150 | It's divinely crow-like─as you sing it. |
| (1, 0) 151 | I really think I'm going to like you. |
| (Theophilus) I am glad we are to be friends. | |
| (Eira) You seem to forget that the ministerial atmosphere should be tomb-like {shudders delicately} and repressive. | |
| (1, 0) 158 | I was only trying to instruct the Reverend Theophilus in his duties to women. |
| (Eira) At his time of life, he ought not to need instruction. | |
| (1, 0) 164 | Young specimen's─ |
| (Theophilus) Young woman's principles, and I have done so─partially. | |
| (Theophilus) The study of─of─ | |
| (1, 0) 170 | Of man is girl. |
| (Theophilus) The study of metaphysics is simpler to a man than the study of girls. | |
| (Eira) I hate metaphysics! | |
| (1, 0) 174 | I hate physic of all sorts. |
| (Theophilus) I am afraid I am unfortunate in the way I express myself. | |
| (Eira) {Sinks into a chair.} | |
| (1, 0) 184 | She is hunger-striking, poor dear─starving herself because of her misery. |
| (1, 0) 185 | I can't bear to think of it! |
| (Titus) {Frowning.} | |
| (1, 0) 195 | Oh, dammit! |
| (Titus) No explosives, if you please, Miss Flossie. | |
| (1, 0) 201 | Oh, Joshua! |
| (1, 0) 202 | I wish I had a bomb, or something to wake you up. |
| (Eira) {Gets up languidly.} | |
| (Eira) A bomb is the only cure for {glances at THEOPHILUS, sighs} some evils. | |
| (1, 0) 205 | Yes, it would make them smaller. |