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The Worsted Man Doll. I shall be in despair, Ethelinda, but your will is my law. [Kisses his hand to her. ETHELINDA off. Doll. Where in thunder is that boy with the water. Mercy! Four pro posals in twenty minutes that s the record. They are making me work overtime. If things keep on at this rate I ll have to start a Lovers Union and get a bill through the legislature limiting our working day to eight hours. [Enter BELL-BOY, with huge pitcher of water. Bell-Boy. Here y are, Mistuh Wool- ley. Youse ll excuse me, suh, foh sayin so, but I wouldn t drink mo n one glass at a time, suh. It s dreadful powahful stuff, suh. Doll. Thanks for the well-meant ad vice, my chocolate cream. I have al ready been warned, but by those who have not properly diagnosed my symp-