8/1/2023 0 Comments My dair lady![]() ![]() Eliza Doolittle: Do I not? Them she lived with would have killed her for a hatpin, let alone a hat.Eynsford-Hill: Surely you don't think someone killed her? Higgins: It's the new slang, meaning someone has killed her. ![]() Lady Boxington: What ever does it mean?.Lord Boxington: Done her in? Done her in, did you say?.And what I say is: them as pinched it, done her in. Eliza Doolittle: Now, what call would a woman with that strength in her have to die of influenza? And what become of her new straw hat that should have come to me?.Then she come to so sudden she bit the bowl right off the spoon. But my father, he kept ladling gin down her throat. Why should she die of influenza, when she come through diphtheria right enough the year before? Fairly blue with it she was. But it's my belief they done the old woman in. Eliza Doolittle: My aunt died of influenza, or so they said.And the whole of our family is susceptible to it. Eynsford-Hill: I do hope we won't have any unseasonable cold spells they bring on so much influenza. I'm very grateful she's a woman, and so easy to forget! Rather like a habit one can always break. Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows, are second nature to me now, like breathing out and breathing in. Professor Henry Higgins: But I'm so used to hear her say, "Good morning" every day.But, I shall NEVER take her back! If she were crawling on her KNEES! Let her promise to atone, let her shiver, let her moan, I'll slam the door and let the hellcat FREEZE! Marry Freddy! HA! The sort who never could, ever would, take a position and staunchly never budge. Professor Henry Higgins: How poignant it will be on that inevitable night, when she shows up on my door in tears and rags! Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite! Shall I take her in, or hurl her to the wolves? Give her kindness, or the treatment she deserves? Will I take her back, or THROW THE BAGGAGE OUT? Well, I'm a most forgiving man.You can twist the heart in a girl the same way some fellows twist her arms to hurt her! Eliza Doolittle: Ooh, you are a *devil*.When you feel lonesome without me you can turn it on. Eliza Doolittle: Well, you have my voice on your phonograph.Professor Henry Higgins: You've never wondered, I suppose, whether.Professor Henry Higgins: I know you can.Eliza Doolittle: So you are a motor bus! All bounce and go, and no consideration for anybody.You talk about me as though I were a motor bus. Professor Henry Higgins: Well then, get out of my way, for I won't stop for you.I shouldn't mind a black eye I've had one before this. Eliza Doolittle: I don't care how you treat me. ![]() The question is not whether I treat you rudely, but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better.
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