MAUD. How strange! "amour, aimer, aimons."
SHARP. Oh, don't decline it! - Do you see Miss Funk
Sitting three seats beyond us on the right?
She has not danced at all - I pity her.
(He hums very low.)
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The wall-flower goes in party clothes
To every college ball;
She sits alone, just like a stone,
And does not dance at all.
MAUD. What doggerel! you should improve your style
By reading Goethe - I forgot you said
You knew no German - what a dreadful thing!
You are so dull, I don't know what to say.
Ah! here comes that bright young Mister Pore.
(PORE approaches.)
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