| GEORGE |
and younger than you ... |
| MARTHA |
and younger than me ... |
| GEORGE |
by six years ... |
| MARTHA |
... by six years ... It
doesn’t bother me, George ... And along he came, bright-eyed,
into the History Department. And you know what I did, dumb cluck
that I am? You know what I did? I fell for him. And the match seemed
practical, too. You know, Daddy was looking for someone to ... |
| GEORGE |
Just a minute, Martha ... |
| MARTHA |
... take over, some time,
when he was ready to ... |
| GEORGE |
(stony)-
Just a minute, Martha ... |
| MARTHA |
... retire, and so I thought
... |
| GEORGE |
STOP IT, MARTHA! |
| MARTHA |
(irritated)- Whadda you want? |
| GEORGE |
(too patiently)- I thought you were
telling the story of our courtship, Martha ... I didn’t know
you were going to start in on the other business. |
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