Mothers day
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- Doris enters slowly, looking miserable. She is still wearing the wrap.Mrs Pearson sits on the settee.
- Hello- Mrs Fitzgerald!
- Hello,-Doris dear!
- I thought you were going out with Charlie Spence tonight.
- Stop that!
- It isn't all right.I will not have my daughter talking to someone like that.Doris now answer her properly or go to upstairs again.
- What has that to do with you?
- No,its all right.
- Well? Answer her.
- I was going out with Charlie Spence tonight but now I've called it off...
- Dont look at me.I give it up.I just give it up.
- Oh what a pity ,dear! Why have you?
- Mrs Fitzgerald,I'll manage my family,you manage yours.
- Because,if you want to know,my mother has been going on at me,making me feel miserable,and saying,he is a buck teeth,and is half witted.
- Oh..You shouldn't have said that....
- They are waiting for you at the club, George, don't forget. And don't you start crying again, Doris..
- That's enough, quite enough
- Blaming her now,are you?
- Now listen, you two. I want to have a private little talk with Mrs Fitz..[corrects herself]with Mrs Pearson, so I'll be obliged if you'll leave us alone for a few minutes. I'll let you know when we've finished. Go on, please. I promise, it will do good. There's something, that only I can deal with.
- I'm glad somebody can, because I cant.
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