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MRS HUSHABYE
. Be off, Hector.
HECTOR
. I—
MRS HUSHABYE
. Quick, quick. Get out.
HECTOR
. If you think it better—[
he goes out, taking his hat
with him but leaving the stick on the table].
MRS HUSHABYE
[
laying Ellie down at the end of the sofa].
Now, pettikins, he is gone. There’s nobody but me. You can
let yourself go. Don’t try to control yourself. Have a good cry.
ELLIE
[
raising her head]. Damn!
MRS HUSHABYE
. Splendid! Oh, what a relief! I thought
you were going to be broken-hearted. Never mind me. Damn
him again.
ELLIE
. I am not damning him. I am damning myself for
being such a fool. [
Rising]. How could I let myself be taken
in so? [
She begins prowling to and fro, her bloom gone, looking
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