The Killing of Sister George
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Something of a literary figure, too.
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She fancies herself as a poetess,
goes to evening classes...

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to learn about meter and all that rubbish.
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- Really?
- George.

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- They look quite delicious. May I try one?
- Help yourself.

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They're what we used to call girdle scones.
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Or drop scones.
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It's awfully important
not to let the oven get too hot...

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otherwise the outsides will be brown
before the insides are cooked.

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These are a lovely even color.
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- I always cool them in a towel.
- Do you?

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Yes, and I wait
until the bubbles rise to the surface...

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- before I turn them over.
- They're very successful.

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I use a half a level teaspoon
of bicarbonate of soda...

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Now you're giving away trade secrets.
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...and one level teaspoonful
of cream of tartar...

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Shut up.
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...and one egg.
- Shut up.

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Some people prefer two eggs,
but I think one's enough.

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Shut up!
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Now. Then. Girls.
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She hates me to talk about food.
She's a wee bit overwrought.

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Bullshit.
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- Cheerio.
- Bless you two.

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Don't they make a lovely couple?
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They do. They really do.
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I'm surprised you haven't taken the plunge.
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Still waiting for Mr. Right
to come along, are you?

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There was a young man once.
You know, wartime it was.

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He was in the RAF...
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killed over Berlin.
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There were lots of good boys went that way.
Lovely boys, all of them.

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- That they were.
- They certainly were.

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- Cheerio.
- Bye-bye.

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She does get furious sometimes.
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Actually, I wrote a poem about it once.
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Now then, my dear, Mrs. Croft doesn't come
all this way to listen to you...

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blathering on about your poetry and such.
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There is Sister George talking again.

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