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Pygmalion
ACT I
Covent Garden at 11.15 p.m. Torrents of heavy summer rain. Cab whistles
blowing frantically in all directions. Pedestrians running for shelter
into the market and under the portico of St. Paul’s Church, where there
are already several people, among them a lady and her daughter in
evening dress. 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.
The church clock strikes the first quarter.
THE DAUGHTER [in the space between the central pillars, close to the
one on her left] I’m getting chilled to the bone. What can Freddy be
doing all this time? He’s been gone twenty minutes.
THE MOTHER [on her daughter’s right] Not so long. But he ought to have
got us a cab by this.
A BYSTANDER [on the lady’s right] He won’t get no cab not until
half-past eleven, missus, when they come back after dropping their
theatre fares.
THE MOTHER. But we must have a cab. We can’t stand here until half-past
eleven. It’s too bad.
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