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BOX AND COX.
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Cox & Box. | Then put it up! |
Mrs. B. | Nay, I'll see if I can't get the other room ready this very day. Now do keep your tempers. [Exit, l. |
Cox. | What a disgusting position![Walking rapidly round stage. |
Box. | [Sitting down on chair, at one side of table, and following Cox's movements.] Will you allow me to observe, if you have not had any exercise to-day, you'd better go out and take it. |
Cox. | I shall not do anything of the sort, sir.[Seating himself at the table opposite Box. |
Box. | Very well, sir. |
Cox. | Very well, sir! However, don't let me prevent you from going out. |
Box. | Don't flatter yourself, sir. [Cox is about to break a piece of the roll off.] Holloa! that's my roll, sir—[Snatches it away—puts a pipe in his mouth, lights it with a piece of tinder—and puffs smoke across to Cox. |
Cox. | Holloa! What are you about, sir? |
Box. | What am I about? I'm about to smoke. |
Cox. | Wheugh! [Goes and opens window at Box's back. |
Box. | Hollo! [Turns round.] Put down that window, sir! |
Cox. | Then put your pipe out, sir! |
Box. | There![Puts pipe on table. |
Cox. | There! [Slams down window, and re-seats himself. |
Box. | I shall retire to my pillow. [Goes up, takes off his jacket, then goes towards bed, and sits upon it, l. c. |
Cox. | [Jumps up, goes to bed, and sits down on r. of Box.] I beg your pardon, sir—I cannot allow any one to rumple my bed. [Both rising.] |
Box. | Your bed? Hark ye, sir—can you fight? |
Cox. | No, sir. |
Box. | No? Then come on—[Sparring at Cox. |
Cox. | Sit down, sir—or I'll instantly vociferate "Police!" |
Box. | [Seats himself—Cox does the same.] I say, sir |
Cox. | Well, sir? |
Box. | Although we are doomed to occupy the same room for a few hours longer, I don't see any necessity for our cutting each other's throats, sir. |
Cox. | Not at all. It's an operation that I should decidedly object to. |
Box. | And, after all, I've no violent animosity to you, sir. |
Cox. | Nor have I any rooted antipathy to you, sir. |