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Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909

"Her Own Way A Play in Four Acts"


STEVEN. [_Putting his hat and coat down on the sofa._] He's on to his
father early! Sam, any news?
COAST. No.
STEVEN. I've heard of a big thing, an absolutely straight tip,--inside
information.
COAST. [_Sitting in the rocker._] Well, don't tell it, or you'll spoil
it.
STEVEN. The women are so down on my speculating, Georgiana especially.
[_Sits on the table._
COAST. What do the women folks know about business? Why don't you keep
what you do to yourself?
STEVEN. But you see my money's all gone, and I need more--only to recoup
with.
COAST. [_After a slight pause._] As I remember, you can do what you like
with Louise's money.
STEVEN. But is it right?
COAST. You're too blamed afraid, that's why you always lose.
STEVEN. [_Walking up and down._] I know it. And this is the biggest
chance I've had yet. If I dared risk it, I'm sure I could make a
fortune! Not in words! I know what I'm talking about, Sam. Louise would
have everything she wanted--and the way she'd live then! She could drop
the social chip off her shoulders, go anywhere, and receive everybody.
[_Standing beside the table, he eats a little cake.


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