GRIMSHAW, BAGSHAW, AND BRADSHAW.
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| Fan.
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(sharply) No such thing, Peter!—I don't know your other name.
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| Grim.
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Grimshaw! I was christened Peter after my aunt Sarah.
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| Fan.
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I have a favor, a most particular favor to ask of you.
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| Grim.
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What is it, Fanny?—I don't know your other name.
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| Fan.
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Sparks! I was christened Fanny after my uncle Benjamin. The favor I have to ask of you is a mere trifle—will you grant it?
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| Grim.
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Very well, then, I will, whether I can or not.
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| Fan.
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A thousand thanks! Are these comfortable lodgings of yours—quiet, and all that sort of thing?
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| Grim.
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Remarkably quiet, and particularly all that sort of thing!
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| Fan.
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That's enough! (grasping Grimshaw's arm again, and in an under tone to him) I wish to occupy them till tomorrow morning.
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| Grim.
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You call that asking a favor of me? I call it doing me a favor! The longer the better, my adorable Fanny!
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| Fan.
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(waving him off) Peter, as you are evidently in the dark, allow me to enlighten you! When we first met under your umbrella, Peter, you impressed me with the notion that you were a very good-natured sort of creature, Peter; consequently, Peter, I felt the less hesitation in asking this favor of you—am I to occupy your lodgings till to-morrow morning, or am I not?—that's the question, Peter; do you consent, or do you not, Peter?
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| Grim.
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Of course I do—I jump at it! Oblige me by keeping your eye on me while I jump at it. (about to make a vigorous spring.)
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| Fan.
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(stopping him) That'll do—now go!
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| Fan.
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That's your affair; I merely repeat, Go! for of course, if I stop here, you can't.
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| Grim.
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Pooh, pooh! a joke's a joke. I think you must admit that when a young woman not only takes possession of a young man's lodging, but turns that young man out of
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