DOI article:
Simpson, Frederick M.: The dedication
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The Dedication
Harold. Better say I have changed at once.
Lucy. And so you have.
Harold. Who is saying things one has no right to say now ?
Lucy. I am only saying what I think.
Harold. Then if you want to have the right to your own
thoughts, kindly let me have the right to mine. [JValks to the
window.~] I can't prevent people sending me invitations, can I ?
Lucy. You need not accept them.
Harold. And make enemies right and left, I suppose ?
Lucy. I don't want you to do that, and I don't want either to
prevent yourenjoying yourself; but—but, I do want to see you
occasionally.
Harold. And so you do.
Lucy. Yes, very—perhaps I should say I want to see you offen.
Harold. And so do I you, but I can't be in two places at once.
This is what I mean when I say you are unreasonable. I must
go out. If I am to write, I must study people, character, scenes.
I can't do that by stopping at home : I can't do that by Coming
here ; I know you and I know your landlady, and there is nobody
eise in the house, except the slavey and the cat ; and although the
slavey may be a very excellent servant and the cat a most original
quadruped, still, I don't want to make elaborate studies of animals
— either four-Iegged or two. One would imagine, from the way
you talk, that I did nothing except enjoy myself. I only go out in
the evenings.
Lucy. Still you might spare alittle time, now and then, to come
and see me, if only for half an hour.
Harold. What am I doing now ? I gave up a dinner-party to
come here to-night.
Lucy. Do you know it is exactly a month yesterday since you
were here last ?
Harold.
The Dedication
Harold. Better say I have changed at once.
Lucy. And so you have.
Harold. Who is saying things one has no right to say now ?
Lucy. I am only saying what I think.
Harold. Then if you want to have the right to your own
thoughts, kindly let me have the right to mine. [JValks to the
window.~] I can't prevent people sending me invitations, can I ?
Lucy. You need not accept them.
Harold. And make enemies right and left, I suppose ?
Lucy. I don't want you to do that, and I don't want either to
prevent yourenjoying yourself; but—but, I do want to see you
occasionally.
Harold. And so you do.
Lucy. Yes, very—perhaps I should say I want to see you offen.
Harold. And so do I you, but I can't be in two places at once.
This is what I mean when I say you are unreasonable. I must
go out. If I am to write, I must study people, character, scenes.
I can't do that by stopping at home : I can't do that by Coming
here ; I know you and I know your landlady, and there is nobody
eise in the house, except the slavey and the cat ; and although the
slavey may be a very excellent servant and the cat a most original
quadruped, still, I don't want to make elaborate studies of animals
— either four-Iegged or two. One would imagine, from the way
you talk, that I did nothing except enjoy myself. I only go out in
the evenings.
Lucy. Still you might spare alittle time, now and then, to come
and see me, if only for half an hour.
Harold. What am I doing now ? I gave up a dinner-party to
come here to-night.
Lucy. Do you know it is exactly a month yesterday since you
were here last ?
Harold.