Read-Aloud Plays by Horace Holley
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mind, and knows it is best, others--at least those near to him--should
somehow be aware of it. But they usually are not. WALTER No. And it's those nearest one that it's hardest to say things to. But to-night, somehow, I don't feel that way. MRS. EVERITT Tell me. WALTER It's this architecture. You remember when I used to play with water colors all the while, and say I was going to be an artist? MRS. EVERITT Yes, but-- WALTER Father always said I would get over it. But when I didn't, then it occurred to him that if I learned architecture I could help him in his building.... I thought architecture would be the same. But it isn't. I can't see any art in it at all--it's nothing but engineering. MRS. EVERITT |
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