 | George Pickett Wilson - 1922 - 188 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Consider your honor. Acres (a bit more hopefully). Yes— that's true — my honor. Do, Sir Lucius, you edge in a word or two every now and then about my honor. Sir Lucius. Well, here they're coming. Acres (getting very close to Sir Lucius,). Sir Lucius,... | |
 | Alban Bertram De Mille - 1924 - 479 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— I don't feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. 1 s Sir Luc. O fy — consider your honour. Acres. Ay — true —• my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge...word or two every now and then about my honour. Sir Luc. Well, here they're coming. [Looking. Acres. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should 20 almost... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - 1896 - 77 ÆäÀÌÁö
...I — I don't feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. SIR L. Oh, fie ! Consider your honour. ACRES. Ay, true — my honour — do, Sir Lucius, edge in...honour. SIR L. Well, here they're coming. (Looking at R. u. E.) ACRES. Sir Lucius, if I wasn't with you, I should almost think I was afraid — if my... | |
 | 1925
...— I don't feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. Sir Luc. O fy ! — consider your honour. Acres. Ay — true — my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in...word or two every now and then about my honour. Sir Luc. Well, here they're coming. [Looking. Acres. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should almost... | |
 | John Boynton Priestley - 1925 - 299 ÆäÀÌÁö
...did. SIR Luc. Oh, fie ! — consider your honour. ACRES. Aye — true — my honour. Do, Sir L 161 Lucius, edge in a word or two every now and then about my honour. SIR Luc. Well, here they 're coming. (Looking.) ACRES. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should almost... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1926 - 296 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— I don't feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. Sir Luc. O fy! — consider your honour. Acres. Ay — true — my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in...word or two every now and then about my honour. Sir Luc. Well, here they're coming. [Looking. Acres. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should almost... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - 1926 - 339 ÆäÀÌÁö
...— I don't feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. Sir Luc. O fy! — consider your honour. Acres. Ay — true — my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in...word or two every now and then about my honour. Sir Luc. Well, here they're coming. [Looking. Acres. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should almost... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - 1926 - 411 ÆäÀÌÁö
...feel quite so bold, somehow, as I did. Sir Luc. O fy ! — consider your honour. Acres. Ay^true — my honour. Do, Sir Lucius, edge in a word or two every now and then about my honour. Sir Luc. Well, here they're coming. [Looking. Acres. Sir Lucius — if I wa'n't with you, I should almost... | |
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