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                         RUBY
       Look at what you've done.  You've           
       frightened the girls.

The vitality drains from CYRIL’s face.

                        CYRIL
       Don't lay the blame at my feet.  
       It belongs squarely upon your head.  
       None of this would be happening if 
       it wasn't for you and…
                (to AUNTIE MAMA,
                 contemptuously)
       …Miss Busy-body, there.

MURMURS rise from the CONGREGATION.

                      AUNTIE MAMA
                (to CYRIL, hotly)
       That's a lie!

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