Of Human Bondage Page #2

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tea, all right, but not here.

Come along, my boy.

That's just it.

We're going out to tea.

But it won't take a minute.

Oh, no. Come on.

I am going to show you

this girl in person.

Say, it may be fun at that.

Have a seat, old boy.

Well, here we are.

Are you meeting her here?

You wait. Oh, uh...

Oh, waitress?

Yes?

Good afternoon.

Tea and scones,

please, as usual.

And you?

Same, please.

Well, what do you think?

What?

Hasn't she got a ripping face?

The waitress?

Mmm.

She looks anemic.

You know, I told you I

was a bit shy at first.

Now, all I want is a lead,

And from then on,

I can carry on myself.

Yes, of course.

Do you know that I've been

here about a dozen times,

And she always

behaves like that?

- Sort of insolent.

- Yes.

It can be melted down, though, because

I've seen her laughing with the other girls.

She's laughing

now. Look.

Oh, that chap.

Ha ha ha!

Hot water and two tea

and some scones.

- Two?

- Mm Hmm.

What's the joke, Mildred?

Oh, he's a caution.

I'll have your hot water

in a moment.

Thank you.

That must have been very funny.

Was it?

You talkin' to me?

That joke your noble friend

over there was telling you.

Must have been very funny.

I don't know what you mean.

I'm sure no ordinary customer

could make you laugh like that.

He must be quite a friend.

Some people would do better

to mind their own business.

You put her back up.

I'm indifferent of the

attitude of her vertebrae.

She's rude and common.

Oh, don't let it upset you.

Oh, waitress?

Yes, sir?

Well, uh...

Oh! The bill,

please.

Are we no longer

on speaking terms?

I have to take orders

and wait on customers.

I've got nothin' to say to them, and I

don't want them to say anything to me.

Well, that's one in

the eye for you, Carey.

I wish she would say

something a little cheeky

So that I can report

her and have her sacked.

She's an

ill-Mannered wench.

Are you leaving?

Yes.

I shan't come here again.

Huh. Don't think

I will, either.

It's hardly worth it.

If she had treated me

with civility the day before,

I would have been

indifferent to her,

But my pride was wounded.

I felt I could have no peace until

I had seen her again and humbled her.

It was a strange anguish

I had never known before.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon. Filthy

weather, isn't it?

Can't make much difference

to me what the weather is,

Having to stay here all day.

That's very true.

If you'll kindly

give me your order,

I can't stand here

talking all night.

Oh, anything.

A cup of tea.

Oh, I say...

wait a minute.

Look at this.

What's that supposed to be?

Well, look. I drew it

from memory last night.

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