FREE BOOKS TO READ SPONSORS

Atlanta Nightlife

Christmas With
St. Nick

Electronics
Recycling

FSBO Leads For
Real Estate Agents

Real Estate
Agent Coaching

O'Flaherty V.C.
George Bernard Shaw

Page 2 of 50


A LABORER'S VOICE.  Yes, your honor. 

THE GENTLEMAN'S VOICE.  Take this horse to the stables, will you? 

A LABORER'S VOICE.  Right, your honor.  Yup there.  Gwan now.  Gwan.
[The horse is led away.] 

General Sir Pearce Madigan, an elderly baronet in khaki, beaming
with enthusiasm, arrives.  O'Flaherty rises and stands at
attention. 

SIR PEARCE.  No, no, O'Flaherty: none of that now.  You're off
duty.  Remember that though I am a general of forty years service,
that little Cross of yours gives you a higher rank in the roll of
glory than I can pretend to. 

O'FLAHERTY [relaxing].  I'm thankful to you, Sir Pearce; but I
wouldn't have anyone think that the baronet of my native place
would let a common soldier like me sit down in his presence

  First Page    Previous Page    Next Page    Last Page  

Titles Menu   View Credits and Copyright