Paul Leicester Ford

Paul Leicester Ford

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Portrait of Paul Leicester Ford Paul Leicester Ford Tattle-tales of Cupid (1896)

Stuart. Aren’t you a little unfair, Mrs. Van Tromp?
Agnes. And so you think I am Mrs. Van Tromp?
Stuart. I don’t think it; I know it. Do you think for a moment you could deceive me? But that doesn’t answer my question.
Agnes. As to the justice of my criticism on the way men propose? (With affected coyness.) Perhaps I have had too little experience to speak with knowledge.
Stuart. Mrs. Van Tromp would not dare to say that unmasked. Her face would give her tongue the lie.
Agnes. I fancy you are the first man who ever turned calling one a liar into a compliment.
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Paul Leicester Ford Paul Leicester Ford Tattle-tales of Cupid (1896)

Crosses petulantly to r. Stuart. On the contrary, I’m rather fond of real deviltry! So, if agreeable, we’ll settle the stakes at once.
Mrs. V. T. I throw myself on your mercy.
Stuart. And what mercy would you have shown me, had I lost?
Mrs. V. T. Yes, but then I’m a woman.
Stuart. Deo gratia.
Mrs. V. T. And you know, Mr. Stuart, a woman is never expected to pay her bets.
Stuart. There’s one woman who will pay hers to me, and that promptly. Attention, please. As a forfeit, you are to say to me, “I love you.”
Mrs. V. T. Ah, Mr. Stuart, don’t make me tell any more untruths!
Source: Gutenberg

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