Behind the Beyond
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Sir John stands gazing in horror. "Him! My God! He!" Mr. Harding says nothing. He looks very weak.
Lady Cicely unpetrifies first.
She breaks out, speaking through her nostrils. "Yes, I love him, I love him. I'm not ashamed of it. What right have you to deny it me? You gave me nothing. You made me a chattel, a thing----"
You can feel the rustle of indignation through the house at this. To make a woman a thing is the crowning horror of a problem play.
"You starved me here. You throttled me." Lady Cicely takes herself by the neck and throttles herself a little to show how.
"You smothered me. I couldn't breathe--and now I'm going, do you hear, going away, to life, to love, behind the beyond!" She gathers up Mr. Harding (practically) and carries him passionately away. He looks back weakly as he goes.
Sir John has sunk down upon a chair. His face is set.
"Jack," he mutters, "my God,
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Muses on the following:
BEHIND THE BEYOND
FAMILIAR INCIDENTS
o WITH THE PHOTOGRAPHER
o THE DENTIST AND THE GAS
o MY LOST OPPORTUNITIES
o MY UNKNOWN FRIEND
o UNDER THE BARBER'S KNIFE
PARISIAN PASTIMES
o THE ADVANTAGES OF A POLITE EDUCATION
o THE JOYS OF PHILANTHROPY
o THE SIMPLE LIFE IN PARIS
o A VISIT TO VERSAILLES
o PARIS AT NIGHT
THE RETROACTIVE EXISTENCE OF MR. JUGGINS
MAKING A MAGAZINE
HOMER AND HUMBUG
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