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you every success. _(shakes hands and goes up stage)_ Ruby. Good-bye! _(pause)_ Dear Jack! _(pause)_ I _(going to kiss him, catches her father's eye, aside to Plant)_ I can't when you're looking. Plant. _(aside to her)_ Idiot! _(aloud)_ Come, my precious jewels! _(Puts his arms round them; swing Bus.)_ The sunshine of my widowed home, Jack, a humble place, but when you come to visit us at Southsea, you will echo the words of the immortal bard, and join with us in singing, _(sings)_ "Ours is a happy little home!" _(Exit Plant. Ruby and Pearl. _all quarrelling loudly_.)_ Doctor. _(alone)_ What a strange man! I wonder why he's pleaded my cause with Aunt Susannah? _(looks at aunt's picture, sitting end of sofa)_ Poor Aunt Susie, when she was quite a girl she fell in love with a man who turned out all wrong; that's why she's lived such a lonely life all these years. Dear Aunt Susie! I'll do all I can to give you a good time, _(goes back to microscope)_ _(Enter Aurora.)_ Aurora. _(excitedly)_ If you please, doctor---- Doctor. Don't bother me now, Aurora. I'm busy. Aurora. _(sadly)_ I don't want to bother you, sir, I've come to give you _warning_. Doctor. You want to leave me? Aurora. _Never_, sir, not till I'm took feet front. I want to warn you about that detective, sir, as the gent brought in his pocket. His friend let it off at that picture, sir. Doctor. _(mystified)_ Let _what_ off? Aurora. Detective camera, sir, an' 'e's comin' back dressed up like 'er. Doctor. _(smiling)_ Who is? Aurora. 'Im as 'is friend calls "Merry Andrew." sir. Doctor. _(rubbing his hands)_ Oh, is he? It's my profession to cure people, and I'll cure _you_, Master Merry Andrew. of this insane love of practical joking, _(thumps on table)_ Aurora. _Do_, sir, I _don't believe_ there's no ailment, male nor female, what you couldn't not cure, sir. Doctor. Thank you, Aurora. _(crosses to fire)_ Aurora. Excuse the liberty I've took, sir, but I thought I'd best warn you, sir, lest when 'e come dressed up, you might think it was--it was _she_--and--and be disappointed, _(half crying)_ Doctor. So I should have been--_very_ disappointed. _(looking at picture)_ Thank you very much. Aurora. Still gazin' at 'is fancy! The time 'as come. It's now or never--I'll struggle with yer! _(gets on chair, looks over into mirror, takes combs from pocket, puts them on, pauses)_ I do 'ope Tupper was wrong; if 'e's gorn and
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