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(The stage is dark. Underneath the darkness there is no curtain. The stage is empty except for two stools. There is the sound of rain. Cracks of thunder. Footsteps on cobblestone.)
Woman’s Voice:
Very well, then. I won’t go at all! So there.
(Thunder)
Man’s Voice:
Pray don’t imagine that I care about going in
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