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LIZA No [Recollecting her ain] This has been co on you for some days

I suppose it was natural for you to be anxious about the garden party

But that's all over now [He pats her kindly on the shoulder She

writhes] There's nothingets away fro to the piano bench, where she sits and

hides her face] Oh God! I wish I was dead

HIGGINS [staring after her in sincere surprise] Why? in heaven's na to her] Listen to me, Eliza All this

irritation is purely subjective

LIZA I don't understand I'ination Low spirits and nothing else Nobody's

hurting you Nothing's wrong You go to bed like a good girl and sleep

it off Have a little cry and say your prayers: that will make you

comfortable

LIZA I heard YOUR prayers "Thank God it's all over!"

HIGGINS [impatiently] Well, don't you thank God it's all over? Now you