)
Chalo ghar ko jaldi, jhampani!
Chalo ghar ko jaldi, jhampani!
Kipling - Poems
I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.
(Gets into
'rickshaw. ) O Emma!
Miss D. (With intense interest. ) Yes, dear?
Miss T. (Piano. ) It's quite true--about-the-egg.
Miss D. What egg?
Miss T. (Pianissimo prestissimo. ) The egg without the salt. (Forte.
)
Chalo ghar ko jaldi, jhampani! (Go home, jhampani. )
THE WORLD WITHOUT
Certain people of importance.
SCENE. Smoking-room of the Degchi Club. Time, 10. 30 P. M. of a stuffy
night in the Rains. Four men dispersed in picturesque attitudes and
easy-chairs. To these enter BLAYNE of the Irregular Moguls, in evening
dress.
BLAYNE. Phew! The Judge ought to be hanged in his own store-godown. Hi,
khitmatgar! Pour a whiskey-peg, to take the taste out of my mouth.
'rickshaw. ) O Emma!
Miss D. (With intense interest. ) Yes, dear?
Miss T. (Piano. ) It's quite true--about-the-egg.
Miss D. What egg?
Miss T. (Pianissimo prestissimo. ) The egg without the salt. (Forte.
)
Chalo ghar ko jaldi, jhampani! (Go home, jhampani. )
THE WORLD WITHOUT
Certain people of importance.
SCENE. Smoking-room of the Degchi Club. Time, 10. 30 P. M. of a stuffy
night in the Rains. Four men dispersed in picturesque attitudes and
easy-chairs. To these enter BLAYNE of the Irregular Moguls, in evening
dress.
BLAYNE. Phew! The Judge ought to be hanged in his own store-godown. Hi,
khitmatgar! Pour a whiskey-peg, to take the taste out of my mouth.
