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like that as if you were picking up a pebble on the beach

HIGGINS Why not?

MRS PEARCE Why not! But you don't know anything about her What about

her parents? She irl very properly says, Garn! Married indeed!

Don't you know that a woe of

fifty a year after she'sto the ly beautiful low tones

in his best elocutionary style] By George, Eliza, the streets will be

streith the bodies ofthemselves for your sake before

I've done with you

MRS PEARCE Nonsense, sir Youherself deter away He's

off his chu me

HIGGINS [wounded in his tenderest point by her insensibility to his

elocution] Oh, indeed! I'm mad, am I? Very well, Mrs Pearce: you

needn't order the new clothes for her Throw her out

LIZA [whiht to touchsaucy [Indicating the

door] This way, please

LIZA [almost in tears] I didn't want no clothes I wouldn't have taken

them [she throay the handkerchief] I can buythe handkerchief and intercepting her on her

reluctant way to the door] You're an ungrateful wicked girl This is utter and dress you

beautifully and make a lady of you