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Book Excerpt: l, dear, do you want to see one?MEGAERA (tearing the bundle from his back) You cruel beast, youdon't care how tired I am, or what becomes of me (she throws thebundle on the ground): always thinking of yourself. Self! self!self! always yourself! (She sits down on the bundle).ANDROCLES (sitting down sadly on the ground with his elbows onhis knees and his head in his hands) We all have to think ofourselves occasionally, dear.MEGAERA. A man ought to think of his wife sometimes.ANDROCLES. He can't always help it, dear. You make me think ofyou a good deal. Not that I blame you.MEGAERA. Blame me! I should think not indeed. Is it my fault thatI'm married to you?ANDROCLES. No, dear: that is my fault.MEGAERA. That's a nice thing to say to me. Aren't you happy withme?ANDROCLES. I don't complain, my love.MEGAERA. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.ANDROCLES. I am, my dear.MEGAERA. You're not: you glory in it.ANDROCLES. In what, darling?MEGAERA. In everything. IRead More
