The Second Mrs. Tanqueray: A Play in Four Acts
Aubrey.

Aubrey.

What's wrong?[29]

[29]

Misquith.

Misquith.

A twinge. Why didn't I go to Aix in August?

Jayne.

Jayne.

[Shaking hands with Drummle.] Good-night, Cayley.

Drummle

Drummle.

Drummle.

Good-night, my dear doctor!

Misquith.

Misquith.

[Shaking hands with Drummle.] Cayley, are you in town for long?

Drummle

Drummle.

Drummle.


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