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19904	Wilde, Percival	The Noble Lord A Comedy in One Act			.txt	text/plain	2906	840	102	sound of a splash, followed by the scream of a drowning woman, through the underbrush, followed by a second splash, and motionless body of an extremely good-looking girl. notices that his hands are wet. wearily, pauses, and again applies his ear to her heart. For the third time he pauses to listen to her heart. (_Plaintively_) Won't you kiss me, mother? (_She pauses._) And you, how do you come sits on the log with a little exclamation._) My shoes--where are pauses._) Oh, if I could only think! politely._) Tell me: you must know. Kiss me!" (_Takes cigarette from should want to know something about the man who saved me from Do you think so--Lord Brookfield? (_Interrupting_) Lord Brookfield is a well-known man. (_With a forced laugh_) Lord Brookfield, don't deny that you (_Rising indignantly_) Lord Brookfield! herself._) I thought Lord Brookfield was a gentleman! (_Rising_) I don't want your help. Yes, m'lord.	./cache/19904.txt	./txt/19904.txt