![]() Do you expect us to go and get one ourselves?įREDDY. There’s not one to be had for love or money. He is a young man of twenty, in evening dress, very wet around the ankles. Why couldn’t he?įreddy rushes in out of the rain from the Southampton Street side, and comes between them closing a dripping umbrella. If Freddy had a bit of gumption, he would have got one at the theatre door. We can’t stand here until half-past eleven. But he ought to have got us a cab by this.Ī BYSTANDER He won’t get no cab not until half-past eleven, missus, when they come back after dropping their theatre fares. What can Freddy be doing all this time? He’s been gone twenty minutes. THE DAUGHTER I’m getting chilled to the bone. The church clock strikes the first quarter. They are all peering out gloomily at the rain, except one man with his back turned to the rest, who seems wholly preoccupied with a notebook in which he is writing busily. ![]() Paul’s Church, where there are already several people, among them a lady and her daughter in evening dress. Pedestrians running for shelter into the market and under the portico of St. ![]() ![]() Cab whistles blowing frantically in all directions. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today!Ĭovent Garden at 11.15 p.m. The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. ![]()
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