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 Both hands in pockets, round, remiss, A bracketed parenthesis.

Enter .

[Through the garden gate.]

Good-day! Our meetings are but rare, Perhaps my time is chosen amiss

[Pointing to house.]

Come in.

Thanks; here I'm quite content. Should my proposal meet assent, I'm very sure the upshot of it Would issue in our common profit.

Name your desire.

Your mother's state, I understand, is desperate. I'm sorry.

That I do not doubt.

I'm very sorry.

Pray, speak out.

She's old, however. Welladay, We are all bound the selfsame way—