The GADSBYS'
bungalow
in the Plains, on a January morning.
Kipling - Poems
Capt. G. I gave her fifty dibs.
Mrs. G. So she told me. It was a 'normous reward. Was I worth it?
(Several interludes.) Don't! Here's the khitmatgar.--Two lumps or one
Sir?
THE SWELLING OF JORDAN
If thou hast run with the footmen and they have wearied thee, then how
canst thou contend with horses? And if in the land of peace wherein thou
trustedst they wearied thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of
Jordan?
SCENE.
The GADSBYS'
bungalow
in the Plains, on a January morning.
Mrs. G.
arguing with bearer in back veranda.
Capt. M. rides up.
Capt. M. 'Mornin', Mrs. Gadsby. How's the Infant Phenomenon and the
Proud Proprietor?
Mrs. G. You'll find them in the front veranda; go through the house. I'm
Martha just now.
