Well, I should say not!
COAST. She don't seem to cotton to me.
STEVEN. She doesn't know you.
COAST. Do you think if she was up a tree for funds she'd look at me any
kinder?
STEVEN. Not a bit.
COAST. Some women do.
STEVEN. Not Georgiana! Good-by.
COAST. [_To_ STEVE.] So long.
[STEVEN _turns to go, but stops as_ MOLES _shows_ COLEMAN _into the
room. The latter is dressed in his uniform of first lieutenant._
DICK. Hello, Steven! Hello, Coast!
COAST. We gates!
STEVEN. How are you, Dick? Excuse me, I'm in a hurry. You're off to-day?
DICK. Yes, I've come to shake hands.
STEVEN. Good-by, old man, and good luck--sorry to have to go! Good-by!
[_Shakes hands warmly, with feeling._
DICK. Good-by.
[STEVEN _goes out Left._
COAST. [_Sitting Right._] Oh, I guess she ain't so different.
DICK. Who?
COAST. Georgiana, she's _just a woman_!
DICK. No, take my word for it, she's not _a_ woman, she's _the_ woman.
[_Sits on the piano bench._
COAST. 'Spose she likes money and nice things always about her?
DICK. She's always had them,--and always would if I could help give them
to her.
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