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Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909

"Her Own Way A Play in Four Acts"

I'm after that ring.
[_Goes up back of table for cake._
GEORGIANA. Don't anybody swallow the ring.
[_All eat the cake and now speak with their mouths full._
CHRISTOPHER. I haven't got it yet, Auntie.
ELAINE. Nor I.
GEORGIANA. Don't talk. Everybody eat till some one gets it!
TOOTS. [_Crying._] I can't eat my cake! I can't eat my cake!
GEORGIANA. Why not, dear?
TOOTS. 'Cause I haven't got no place! I haven't got no place to put it!
[_Crying._
PHILIP. He's full up!
GEORGIANA. Never mind, Toots, dear, you shall have a piece for supper.
TOOTS. Will I have room then?
CHRISTOPHER. [_A sudden loud and frightened cry._] Oh! Oh!
ALL. What's the matter?
[_All gather around_ CHRISTOPHER.
GEORGIANA. [_Frightened._] What is it, Chris?
CHRISTOPHER. [_Screaming._] Oh!
GEORGIANA. What is it, dear?
CHRISTOPHER. I've swallowed it!
ALL. What?
CHRISTOPHER. I've swallowed the ring!
ELAINE. That isn't fair!
PHILIP. Just like Chris, 'fraid some one else'd get it.
GEORGIANA. No, Chris, dear! [_To_ COAST.] What will we do?
COAST. Chris has made a mistake, here is the ring! [_Finding it in his
own piece of cake.


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