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Act I - 08 Act II - 42 Act III - 118 Act IV - 167 Act V - 191 HIGGINS (suddenly resorting to the most thrillingly beautiful low tones in his best elocutionary style) By George, Eliza, the streets will be strewn with the bodies of men shooting themselves for your sake before Ive done with you. MRS PEARCE Nonsense, sir. You mustnt talk like that to her. LIZA (rising and squaring herself determinedly) I’m going away. He’s off his chump, he is. I dont want no balmies teaching me. HIGGINS (wounded in his tenderest point by her insensibility to his elocution) Oh, indeed! I’m mad, am I? Very well, Mrs Pearce: you neednt order the new clothes for her. Throw her out. Act I - 08 Act II - 42 Act III - 118 Act IV - 167 Act V - 191 |
