George Bernard Shaw a penn State Electronic Classics Series Publication



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Bernard Shaw - Pygmalion

at Ellie’s waist, and makes her sit down on the sofa beside her].
Now, pettikins, tell me all about Mr Mangan. They call him
Boss Mangan, don’t they? He is a Napoleon of industry and
disgustingly rich, isn’t he? Why isn’t your father rich?
ELLIE
. My poor father should never have been in business.
His parents were poets; and they gave him the noblest ideas;


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but they could not afford to give him a profession.
MRS HUSHABYE
. Fancy your grandparents, with their eyes
in fine frenzy rolling! And so your poor father had to go into
business. Hasn’t he succeeded in it?
ELLIE
. He always used to say he could succeed if he only
had some capital. He fought his way along, to keep a roof
over our heads and bring us up well; but it was always a
struggle: always the same difficulty of not having capital
enough. I don’t know how to describe it to you.
MRS HUSHABYE
. Poor Ellie! I know. Pulling the devil by
the tail.
ELLIE 
[hurt]. Oh, no. Not like that. It was at least dignified.
MRS HUSHABYE
. That made it all the harder, didn’t it? I
shouldn’t have pulled the devil by the tail with dignity. I should
have pulled hard—[between her teeth] hard. Well? Go on.
ELLIE
. At last it seemed that all our troubles were at an end.
Mr Mangan did an extraordinarily noble thing out of pure
friendship for my father and respect for his character. He
asked him how much capital he wanted, and gave it to him.
I don’t mean that he lent it to him, or that he invested it in
his business. He just simply made him a present of it. Wasn’t
that splendid of him?
MRS HUSHABYE
. On condition that you married him?
ELLIE
. Oh, no, no, no! This was when I was a child. He had
never even seen me: he never came to our house. It was abso-
lutely disinterested. Pure generosity.
MRS HUSHABYE
. Oh! I beg the gentleman’s pardon. Well,
what became of the money?
ELLIE
. We all got new clothes and moved into another house.
And I went to another school for two years.
MRS HUSHABYE
. Only two years?
ELLIE
. That was all: for at the end of two years my father
was utterly ruined.
MRS HUSHABYE
. How?
ELLIE
. I don’t know. I never could understand. But it was
dreadful. When we were poor my father had never been in
debt. But when he launched out into business on a large
scale, he had to incur liabilities. When the business went
into liquidation he owed more money than Mr Mangan had
given him.


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MRS HUSHABYE
. Bit off more than he could chew, I sup-
pose.
ELLIE
. I think you are a little unfeeling about it.
MRS HUSHABYE
. My pettikins, you mustn’t mind my way
of talking. I was quite as sensitive and particular as you once;
but I have picked up so much slang from the children that I
am really hardly presentable. I suppose your father had no
head for business, and made a mess of it.
ELLIE
. Oh, that just shows how entirely you are mistaken
about him. The business turned out a great success. It now
pays forty-four per cent after deducting the excess profits tax.
MRS HUSHABYE
. Then why aren’t you rolling in money?
ELLIE
. I don’t know. It seems very unfair to me. You see, my
father was made bankrupt. It nearly broke his heart, because
he had persuaded several of his friends to put money into
the business. He was sure it would succeed; and events proved
that he was quite right. But they all lost their money. It was
dreadful. I don’t know what we should have done but for Mr
Mangan.
MRS HUSHABYE
. What! Did the Boss come to the rescue
again, after all his money being thrown away?
ELLIE
. He did indeed, and never uttered a reproach to my
father. He bought what was left of the business—the build-
ings and the machinery and things—from the official trustee
for enough money to enable my father to pay six-and-eight-
pence in the pound and get his discharge. Everyone pitied
Papa so much, and saw so plainly that he was an honorable
man, that they let him off at six-and-eight-pence instead of
ten shillings. Then Mr. Mangan started a company to take
up the business, and made my father a manager in it to save
us from starvation; for I wasn’t earning anything then.
MRS. HUSHABYE
. Quite a romance. And when did the
Boss develop the tender passion?
ELLIE
. Oh, that was years after, quite lately. He took the
chair one night at a sort of people’s concert. I was singing
there. As an amateur, you know: half a guinea for expenses
and three songs with three encores. He was so pleased with
my singing that he asked might he walk home with me. I
never saw anyone so taken aback as he was when I took him
home and introduced him to my father, his own manager. It
was then that my father told me how nobly he had behaved.
Of course it was considered a great chance for me, as he is so
rich. And—and—we drifted into a sort of understanding—
I suppose I should call it an engagement—[she is distressed

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