) Well?
OLIVER. It was a summer evening---
GOVERNESS. The title and the author first, Oliver. Everything in its
proper order.
OLIVER. Oh, I say, I didn't know I had to learn the title.
JILL (in a whisper). After Blenheim.
GOVERNESS. Geraldine, kindly attend to your own work.
OLIVER. After Blenheim. It was a summer evening.
GOVERNESS. After Blenheim, by Robert Southey. One of our greatest
poets.
OLIVER. After Blenheim, by Robert Southey, one of our greatest poets.
It was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done--er--Old Kaspar's
work was done--er--work was done, er . . .
GOVERNESS. And he before---
OLIVER. Oh yes, of course. And he before--er--and he before--er--It
was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, and he
before--er--and he before--- Er, it _was_ a summer evening---
GOVERNESS. So you have already said, Oliver.
OLIVER. I just seem to have forgotten this bit, Miss Pinniger. And he
before---
GOVERNESS. Well, what was he before?
OLIVER (hopefully). Blenheim? Oh no, it was _after_ Blenheim.
GOVERNESS (wearily). His cottage door.
OLIVER. Oo, yes. And he before his cottage door was sitting in the
sun. (He clears his throat) Was sitting in the sun. Er--(He coughs
again)--er---
GOVERNESS.
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