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Galsworthy, John, 1867-1933

"Plays : First Series"

] We shall never settle
anything like this.
ROBERTS. [Bitingly.] We thank the Chairman and Board of Directors
for their gracious hearing.
[He moves towards the door; the men cluster together stupefied;
then ROUS, throwing up his head, passes ROBERTS and goes out.
The others follow.]
ROBERTS. [With his hand on the door--maliciously.] Good day,
gentlemen! [He goes out.]
HARNESS. [Ironically.] I congratulate you on the conciliatory
spirit that's been displayed. With your permission, gentlemen, I'll
be with you again at half-past five. Good morning!
[He bows slightly, rests his eyes on ANTHONY, who returns his
stare unmoved, and, followed by UNDERWOOD, goes out. There is a
moment of uneasy silence. UNDERWOOD reappears in the doorway.]
WILDER. [With emphatic disgust.] Well!
[The double-doors are opened.]
ENID. [Standing in the doorway.] Lunch is ready.
[EDGAR, getting up abruptly, walks out past his sister.]
WILDER. Coming to lunch, Scantlebury?
SCANTLEBURY. [Rising heavily.] I suppose so, I suppose so. It's
the only thing we can do.
[They go out through the double-doors.]
WANKLIN. [In a low voice.] Do you really mean
to fight to a finish, Chairman?
[ANTHONY nods.


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