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Scene I.—Two rooms right and left, stage divided in the centre; a door of communication between rooms, fastened by a bolt on either side; small tables, sofas, and arm-chairs. Practicable doors, 1 E. L., 2 E. L., and 2 E. R. Window at back of R. room. Door at back of L. room.
Pri. (advancing towards table). Beg pardon, sir.
Cha. (lazily). All right.
Pri. Beg pardon, sir, exceedingly sorry to disturb you; (to Waiter) he's asleep.
Cha. (snores).
Pri. (loudly). I'm really very sorry to wake you, sir.
Cha. (still lying on sofa). What! you don't mean to say it's twelve.
Pri. Twelve! ah, to be sure, the hour I was to wake him for the ball. No, sir, it's only ten o'clock; but (looking at him) he's asleep again—the devil! (Calling loudly.) I'm really pained to awake you, sir—
Cha. (half rising and yawning). What on earth's the matter? Oh, it's you, Mr. Red Lion, is it?...
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ספר דיגיטלי : 28 בספטמבר 2016
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