The judge drew money like Bourbon whiskey from a barrel, and never turned off the tap. [Zoe*helps her. The conflict centers around Zoe, "the Octoroon", a term used at the time to describe a person who was 1/8 African, 7/8 Caucasian. *Enter*Wahnotee,R.;they are all about to rush on him. Don't say that, ma'am; don't say that to a man that loves another gal. Mrs. P.O, sir, I don't value the place for its price, but for the many happy days I've spent here; that landscape, flat and uninteresting though it may be, is full of charm for me; those poor people, born around me, growing up about my heart, have bounded my view of life; and now to lose that homely scene, lose their black, ungainly faces; O, sir, perhaps you should be as old as I am, to feel as I do, when my past life is torn away from me. Is that you, Mr. Overseer? The tragic ending was used for American audiences, to avoid portraying a mixed marriage.[4]. Farewell, Dora. Of course not, you little fool; no one ever made love to you, and you can't understand; I mean, that George knows I am an heiress; my fortune would release this estate from debt. Stop; this would. Yonder the boy still lurks with those mail-bags; the devil still keeps him here to tempt me, darn his yellow skin. I have a restorative here---will you poor it in the glass? George, O, forgive me! What's this? M'Closky. 'Tain't no faint---she's a dying, sa; she got pison from old Dido here, this mornin'. Only 10 percent engaged in combat; the American elephant, pursuing the Vietnamese grasshopper, was extraordinarily heavy with logistical support. [Pete goes down.] It wants an hour yet to daylight---here is Pete's hut---[Knocks.] Hillo! You don't see Zoe, Mr. Sunnyside. Zoe realizes that she is in love with him too, but they cannot marry, as she is an Octoroon, and, under 19th century laws, their marriage was legally prohibited. He loves me---what of that? Then, if I sink every dollar I'm worth in her purchase, I'll own that Octoroon. O, Zoe, my child! Because it was the truth; and I had rather be a slave with a free soul, than remain free with a slavish, deceitful heart. O, golly! He don't understand; he speaks a mash-up of Indian and Mexican. This is folly, Dora. The Injiun means that he buried him there! Zoe. That judgment still exists; under it and others this estate is sold to-day. Hush! they call it the Yankee hugging the Creole. See also [R.U.E.] I was raised on dis yar plantation---neber see no door in it---always open, sar, for stranger to walk in. Calm as a tombstone, and with about as much life. Mrs. P.I expect an important letter from Liverpool; away with you, Paul; bring the mail-bags here. "Judgment, 40,000, 'Thibodeaux against Peyton,'"---surely, that is the judgment under which this estate is now advertised for sale---[takes up paper and examines it]; yes, "Thibodeaux against Peyton, 1838." I can go no farther. Zoe. [*Exit*Dora,L.U.E.] What on earth does that child mean or want? Peyton.] Ages 12-17: Camp Broadway Ensemble @ Carnegie Hall. Dora! George. Scud. M'Closky. The word octoroon signifies a person of one-eighth African ancestry. That's Solon's wife and children, Judge. You see dat hole in dar, sar. George. I feel that I departed amid universal and sincere regret. You may drink dat, Mas'r George. Scud. It ain't no use now; you got to gib it up! No, you goose! Excuse me ladies. [Goes up.]. Poor little Paul---poor little nigger! Point. If it was the ghost of that murdered boy haunting me! Well, he lived in New York by sittin' with his heels up in front of French's Hotel, and inventin'---. I dare say, now, that in Europe you have never met any lady more beautiful in person, or more polished in manners, than that girl. I do, but I can't do it. Paul. Paul's best friend, the Indian Wahnotee, discovers Paul's body; he can speak only poor English, however, and is unable to communicate the tragedy to anyone else. I must see you no more. [The knives disappear.] M'Closky. Well, ma'am, I spose there's no law agin my bidding for it. I'm not guilty; would ye murder me? ExitSolon,R.U.E.] Dem little niggers is a judgment upon dis generation. Scud. I think so; shall I ask him that too? [*Hands papers to*Mrs. if you cannot be mine, O, let me not blush when I think of you. Yes; I kept the letters, and squandered the money. I will; for it is agin my natur' to b'lieve him guilty; and if he be, this ain't the place, nor you the authority to try him. I'm writing about America's relationship to its own history. Point. Scud. Be the first to contribute! Paul. M'Closky. We are always in a perpetual state of being created and creating ourselves. Extremely popular, the play was kept running continuously for years by seven road companies. The Octoroon (1913) - Quotes - IMDb Menu Edit The Octoroon (1913) Quotes It looks like we don't have any Quotes for this title yet. [Inside room.] she will har you. [Pete holds lantern up.] He is sitting on on my prize! O, here he is. Ask him, I want to know; don't say I told you to inquire, but find out. How are we sure the boy is dead at all? [Takes them.] Let him answer for the boy, then. [Opens desk.] It's a good drink to see her come into the cotton fields---the niggers get fresh on the sight of her. Down with him! Come, Paul, are you ready? You got four of dem dishes ready. Point. Omnes. Now, it ain't no use trying to get mad, Mas'r Scudder. Just as soon as we put this cotton on board. Here, stay! [Laughs.]. [Wakes.] M'Closky. Zoe. Just as McClosky points out the blood on Wahnotee's tomahawk, the oldest slave, Pete, comes to give them the photographic plate which has captured McClosky's deed. Zoe. His new cotton gins broke down, the steam sugar-mills burst up, until he finished off with his folly what Mr. M'Closky with his knavery began. Mrs. Claiborne Miss Clinton. Fair or foul, I'll have her---take that home with you! George goes to Dora and begins to propose to her; while he is doing so, however, he has a change of heart and decides not to lie to her. Come, cheer up, old friend. *] What a good creature she is. You can't control everything in life Gemma Burgess, Never had he beheld such a magnificent brown skin, so entrancing a figure, such dainty, transparent fingers. It is certain, madam; the judge was negligent, and doubtless forgot this small formality. if dey aint all lighted, like coons, on dat snake fence, just out of shot. I don't know, but I feel it's death! Take your hand down---take it down. O, laws-a-mussey, see dis; here's a pictur' I found stickin' in that yar telescope machine, sar! The word Octoroon signifies "one-eighth blood" or the child of a Quadroon by a white. Dear George, you now see what a miserable thing I am. Paul. O, Miss Zoe, why you ask ole Dido for dis pizen? Unlock this Study Guide! look sar! Zoe, you are young; your mirror must have told you that you are beautiful. my dear, dear father! O, get out. George. faded---is it not? what are you doing there, you young varmint! In a few hours that man, my master, will come for me; he has paid my price, and he only consented to let me remain here this one night, because Mrs. Peyton promised to give me up to him to-day. Zoe. Hold on, George Peyton---stand back. This lynch law is a wild and lawless proceeding. And twenty thousand bid. me! Copyright 2023 Famous Quotes & Sayings. you remind me so much of your uncle, the judge. George, dear George, do you love me? Stan' back, boys! George says he can "overcome the obstacle" (43), but Zoe protests that they cannot be together. It won't do! Scud. ], M'Closky. Zoe. Point. Lafouche. Pete. [*Points down, and shows by pantomime how he buried*Paul.]. The Octoroon is a play by Dion Boucicault that opened in 1859 at The Winter Garden Theatre, New York City. Just because my grandfather wasn't some broken-down Virginia transplant, or a stingy old Creole, I ain't fit to sit down with the same meat with them. I'm afraid they must be right; I can't understand a word of all this. Zoe. Salem's looking a kinder hollowed out. You're trembling so, you'll fall down directly. Come, Zoe, don't be a fool; I'd marry you if I could, but you know I can't; so just say what you want. | Sitemap |. You don't come here to take life easy. "No, ma'am, the truth seldom is.". But what do we pay for that possession? No! I hope we don't intrude on the family. Fellow-citizens, you are convened and assembled here under a higher power than the law. *, M'Olosky. The house of Mason Brothers, of Liverpool, failed some twenty years ago in my husband's debt. Look here, the boy knows and likes me, Judge; let him come my way? here are marks of blood---look thar, red-skin, what's that? Scud. Do you know what the niggers round here call that sight? D'ye hear it---nearer---nearer---ah! George, you may without a blush confess your love for the Octoroon! Don't b'lieve it, Mas'r George; dem black tings never was born at all; dey swarmed one mornin' on a sassafras tree in the swamp: I cotched 'em; dey ain't no 'count. O, how I lapped up her words, like a thirsty bloodhound! I sat outside his door all night---I heard his sighs---his agony---torn from him by my coming fate; and he said, "I'd rather see her dead than his!". Well, that has come out clear, ain't it? Pete. George. I give him back the liberty he bestowed upon me; for I can never repay him the love he bore his poor Octoroon child, on whose breast his last sigh was drawn, into whose eyes he looked with the last gaze of affection. Salem Scudder, a kind Yankee, was Judge Peyton's business partner; though he wishes he could save Terrebonne, he has no money. I hope it will turn out better than most of my notions. Jacob, your accuser is that picter of the crime---let that speak---defend yourself. where am I? Now, gentlemen, I'm proud to submit to you the finest lot of field hands and house servants that was ever offered for competition; they speak for themselves, and do credit to their owners.---[Reads.] Mrs. P.You are out early this morning, George. Don't b'lieve dey'll turn out niggers when dey're growed; dey'll come out sunthin else. top till I get enough of you in one place! He sleeps---no; I see a light. Thar's Miss Dora---that girl's in love with you; yes, sir, her eyes are startin' out of her head with it; now her fortune would redeem a good part of this estate. Nebber supply no more, sar---nebber dance again. Lafouche. George. Brightness will return amongst you. We'll hire out our slaves, and live on their wages. He's yours, Captain Ratts, Magnolia steamer. M'Closky. When Paul was taken down with the swamp fever the Indian sat outside the hut, and neither ate, slept, or spoke for five days, till the child could recognize and call him to his bedside. Irish - Dramatist December 26, 1822 - September 18, 1890. Scud. What, on Terrebonne! Scud. Pete. [Wahnotee*rises and looks atM'Closky---he is in his war paint and fully armed.*]. Enjoy reading and share 1 famous quotes about The Octoroon with everyone. To be alive is to be breathing. Scud. Dido. Scud. Herein the true melodramatic hijinks that first defined "The Octoroon" ensue: a young, nouveau plantation owner George (Gardner in whiteface) is trying to save the remnants of his family's. Scud. It makes my blood so hot I feel my heart hiss. Ah! Denora Boone, Everybody who went to Vietnam carries his or her own version of the war. Pete. Aunty, there is sickness up at the house; I have been up all night beside one who suffers, and I remembered that when I had the fever you gave me a drink, a bitter drink, that made me sleep---do you remember it? Didn't I? 'Tain't you he has injured, 'tis the white man, whose laws he has offended. This old nigger, the grandfather of the boy you murdered, speaks for you---don't that go through you? [Re-enters from boat.] McClosky intercepts a young slave boy, Paul, who is bringing a mailbag to the house which contains a letter from one of Judge Peyton's old debtors. McClosky has proved that Judge Peyton did not succeed in legally freeing her, as he had meant to do. Judge, my friend. hark! [Wahnotee*runs on, pulls down apron---seesPaul,lying on ground--- speaks to him---thinks he's shamming sleep---gesticulates and jabbers--- goes to him---moves him with feet, then kneels down to rouse him---to his horror finds him dead---expresses great grief---raises his eyes--- they fall upon the camera---rises with savage growl, seizes tomahawk and smashes camera to pieces, then goes toPaul---expresses grief, sorrow, and fondness, and takes him in his arms to carry him away.--- Tableau.*]. "Sign that," says the overseer; "it's only a formality." Scud. The Judge is a little deaf. Hush!
If you would pardon the abruptness of the question, I would ask you, Do you think the sincere devotion of my life to make yours happy would succeed? [Wrenches it from him.] How to End "The Octoroon", John A. Degen, Learn how and when to remove this template message, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=The_Octoroon&oldid=1114317331, This page was last edited on 5 October 2022, at 22:08. He loves Zoe, and has found out that she loves him. [Shakes hands withGeorge.] He wanted to know what furniture she had in her bedroom, the dresses she wore, the people she knew; even his physical desire for her gave way to a deeper yearning, a boundless, aching curiosity. It ain't necessary for me to dilate, describe, or enumerate; Terrebonne is known to you as one of the richest bits of sile in Louisiana, and its condition reflects credit on them as had to keep it. When the ship's abroad on the ocean, when the army is before the enemy where in thunder's the law? That's about right. George. EnterLafoucheand*Jackson,L. Jackson. What's the matter, Ratts? In comparison, a quadroon would have one quarter African ancestry and a mulatto for the most part has historically implied half African ancestry. We can leave this country, and go far away where none can know. M'Closky. He said I want a nigger. Scene.---The Wharf, The Steamer "Magnolia" alongside,L.;a bluff rock,R.U.E. Ratts*discovered, superintending the loading of ship. Excuse me, I'll light a cigar. Alas! M'Closky. O, here, do you know what annuity the old judge left you is worth to-day? I left that siren city as I would have left a beloved woman. Pete. [R. C.] Pardon me, madam, but do you know these papers? Boucicault The Octoroon Quotes & Sayings. Mrs. Pey. Dere's a dish of pen-pans---jess taste, Mas'r George---and here's fried bananas; smell 'em, do, sa glosh. No---no. Darn that girl; she makes me quiver when I think of her; she's took me for all I'm worth. Is de folks head bad? Sunny. Why, Minnie, why don't you run when you hear, you lazy crittur? Everybody---that is, I heard so. He and Zoe admit to their love of each other; a heartbroken Dora leaves. Paul. Dido. George. Jackson. You'se a dead man, Mas'r Clusky---you got to b'lieve dat. Zoe. EnterZoe,L.U.E.,very pale, and stands on table.---M'Closkyhitherto has taken no interest in the sale, now turns his chair. No. Bless'ee, Missey Zoe, here it be. Scud. You told me it produced a long, long sleep. Dora. I must launch my dug-out, and put for the bay, and in a few hours I shall be safe from pursuit on board of one of the coasting schooners that run from Galveston to Matagorda. Hole yer tongues. Poor fellow, he has lost all. Hark! Sharon Gannon. Well, he cut that for the photographing line. Dora. Ratts. If you bid me do so I will obey you---. Then buy the hands along with the property. Sunny. M'Closky. MINNIE played by an African-American actress, a black actress, or an actress of color. Poor little Paul! How the flames crack. I must keep you, Captain, to the eleven hundred. Laws, mussey! He who can love so well is honest---don't speak ill of poor Wahnotee. Were they all born on this estate? Mr. Peyton! Dora. Yes, missus. [Speaking in his ear-trumpet.] [Sees tomahawk in Wahnotee's belt---draws it out and examines it.] Paul. she would revolt from it, as all but you would; and if I consented to hear the cries of my heart, if I did not crush out my infant love, what would she say to the poor girl on whom she had bestowed so much? Ratts. I wish they could sell me! Five hundred bid---it's a good price. George. I dare say you left at least a dozen beloved women there, at the same time. ExitScudderandPete,R.1. Happy to read and share the best inspirational Boucicault The Octoroon quotes, sayings and quotations on Wise Famous Quotes. My dear mother---Mr. Scudder---you teach me what I ought to do; if Miss Sunnyside will accept me as I am, Terrebonne shall be saved; I will sell myself, but the slaves shall be protected. Pete. Pete. [Darts between them.] Do you know what that is? Mr. Scudder, take us with you---Mr. Peyton is so slow, there's no getting him, on. I'm waiting on your fifty thousand bid. Mrs. P.No, George; say you wept like a man. [Slowly lowering his whip,] Darn you, red skin, I'll pay you off some day, both of ye. Scud. Scud. The word octoroon signifies a person of one-eighth African ancestry. I'd give half the balance of my life to wipe out my part of the work. O! Go outside, there; listen to what you hear, then go down to the quarters and tell the boys, for I can't do it. No, sir; you have omitted the Octoroon girl, Zoe. Every word of it, Squire. I never killed a man in my life---and civilization is so strong in me I guess I couldn't do it---I'd like to, though! That's a challenge to begin a description of my feminine adventures. [Searching him.] Gosh, wouldn't I like to hab myself took! Jackson. [*Aside to*Mrs. George. Since this letter would allow Mrs. Peyton to avoid selling Terrebonne, McClosky kills Paul and takes the letter. Jacobs-Jenkins reframes Boucicault's play using its original characters and plot, speaking much of Boucicault's dialogue, and critiques its portrayal of race using Brechtian devices. No---in kind---that is, in protection, forbearance, gentleness; in all them goods that show the critters the difference between the Christian and the savage. *EnterMrs. PeytonandScudder, M'Closkyand*Pointdexter,R. M'Closky. Now, den, if Grace dere wid her chil'n were all sold, she'll begin screechin' like a cat. Where are they? Sorry I can't return the compliment. Raits. [Reading bill.] I'll murder this yer crowd, [*He chases*Childrenabout; they leap over railing at back. if I stop here, I shall hug her right off. Scud. Ratts. Zoe. Well, he gone dar hisself; why, I tink so---'cause we missed Paul for some days, but nebber tout nothin' till one night dat Injiun Wahnotee suddenly stood right dar 'mongst us---was in his war paint, and mighty cold and grave---he sit down by de fire. [Astonished.] New York, NY, Linda Ray
My darling! Fifteen thousand bid for the Octoroon. Scud. Mrs. P.Read, George. Isn't he sweet! this letter the old lady expects---that's it; let me only head off that letter, and Terrebonne will be sold before they can recover it. No; the hitching line was cut with a knife. Death was there beside me, and I dared not take it. Dora. Here she is---Zoe!---water---she faints. Scud. There's no chance of it. D'ye feel it? Where is Mr. Scudder? I see we are just in time for breakfast. Yes---when I saw him and Miss Zoe galloping through the green sugar crop, and doing ten dollars' worth of damage at every stride, says I, how like his old uncle he do make the dirt fly. Is your heart free? Zoe. Despite the happiness Zoe stands dying and the play ends with her death on the sitting-room couch and George kneeling beside her. I left it last night all safe. In an act of desperation she drinks a vial of poison, and Scudder enters to deliver the good news that McClosky was proven guilty of murdering Paul and that Terrebonne now belongs to George. Paying the iron price. You blow, Mas'r Scudder, when I tole you; dere's a man from Noo Aleens just arriv' at de house, and he's stuck up two papers on de gates; "For sale---dis yer property," and a heap of oder tings---and he seen missus, and arter he shown some papers she burst out crying---I yelled; den de corious of little niggers dey set up, den de hull plantation children---de live stock reared up and created a purpiration of lamentation as did de ole heart good to har. [Sits. That's right. What, Picayune Paul, as we called, him, that used to come aboard my boat?---poor little darkey, I Hope not; many a picayune he picked up for his dance and nigger-songs, and he supplied our table with fish and game from the Bayous. 'Cos I's skeered to try! What say ye, gentlemen? Yes, Mas'r George, dey was born here; and old Pete is fonder on 'em dan he is of his fiddle on a Sunday. If she ain't worth her weight in sunshine you may take one of my fingers off, and choose which you like. Git away dere! Scud. When you have done joking, gentlemen, you'll say one hundred and twenty thousand. [Sits,R.], Dora. Point. George. Zoe, they shall not take you from us while I live. [Looking at watch.] Ratts. Of the blood that feeds my heart, one drop in eight is black---bright red as the rest may be, that one drop poisons all the flood; those seven bright drops give me love like yours---hope like yours---ambition like yours---Life hung with passions like dew-drops on the morning flowers; but the one black drop gives me despair, for I'm an unclean thing---forbidden by the laws---I'm an Octoroon! Zoe. George. So it is. I only come back to find Wahnotee; whar is dat ign'ant Ingiun? side.---A table and chairs,R.C. Gracediscovered sitting at breakfast-table with Children. *] Whenever I gets into company like yours, I always start with the advantage on my side. Paul! Ain't he! Zoe. Hold on now! I shall do so if you weep. [Raises hand to back of his neck.] Beat that any of ye. [Opens it.] Only three of his plays were to have an American setting, The Octoroon is one of these. Zoe, bring here the judge's old desk; it is in the library. Darn me, if I couldn't raise thirty thousand on the envelope alone, and ten thousand more on the post-mark. Stand around and let me pass---room thar! Then, if they go, they'll take Zoe---she'll follow them. Scudder. that you will not throw me from you like a poisoned thing! This New York Times article cautions its readers against jumping to conclusions about Boucicault's intentions in the writing of the play and downplays . Ratts. this old Liverpool debt---that may cross me---if it only arrive too late---if it don't come by this mail---Hold on! George. Grace (a Yellow Girl, a Slave) Miss Gimber Dido (the Cook, a Slave) Mrs. Dunn. ], Scud. Point. Grace. [*Exit*Thibodeaux, Sunnyside, Ratts, Pointdexter, Grace, Jackson, Lafouche, Caillou, Solon,R.U.E. Scud. Can you take any more? Well---I didn't mean to kill him, did I? Get out, you cub! [Throws mail bags down and sits on them,L. C.] Pret, now den go. Peyton.]. A mistake, sar---forty-six. Born here---dem darkies? So I came here to you; to you, my own dear nurse; to you, who so often hushed me to sleep when I was a child; who dried my eyes and put your little Zoe to rest. ", Zoe. Point. I must be going---it is late. Look dar! [Draws pistol---M'Closky*rushes on and falls atScudder'sfeet.*]. Yes, den a glass ob fire-water; now den. I suppose I shall go before long, and I wished to visit all the places, once again, to see the poor people. Dora. Scud. Zoe. Scud. It's going up dar, whar dere's no line atween folks. Zoe. Come, Judge, pick up. Shan't I! M'Closky. Evidence! Zoe. Evidence! since you arrived! George offers to take her to a different country, but Zoe insists that she stay to help Terrebonne; Scudder then appears and suggests that George marry Dora. ha---git out! Am I late? M'Closky. Minnie, fan me, it is so nice---and his clothes are French, ain't they? Mrs. P.George, you are incorrigible. George. Wahnotee. I know then that the boy was killed with that tomahawk---the red-skin owns it---the signs of violence are all round the shed---this apparatus smashed---ain't it plain that in a drunken fit he slew the boy, and when sober concealed the body yonder? Hole yer tongue, Dido. [Weeping.] Never mind. So it is here, in the wilds of the West, where our hatred of crime is measured by the speed of our executions---where necessity is law! I won't go on; that man's down. Scud. Glendon Swarthout, Never believe in any faith younger than you are." [Going.]. George R R Martin. Would you rob me first, and murder me afterwards? I believe Mr. M'Closky has a bill of sale on them. the apparatus can't lie. I have remarked that she is treated by the neighbors with a kind of familiar condescension that annoyed me. Here are evidences of the crime; this rum-bottle half emptied---this photographic apparatus smashed---and there are marks of blood and footsteps around the shed. Mrs. P.Why, George, I never suspected this! Scud. Why you tremble so? [Aside,C.] Insolent as usual.---[Aloud.] (p. 221) Daniel J. Siegel. Dido. I can never sleep now without dreaming. I say, then, air you honest men? Paul. M'Closky. Scud. Where's that man from Mobile that wanted to give one hundred and eighty thousand? Wahnotee? Zoe. To Jacob M'Closky, the Octoroon girl, Zoe, twenty-five thousand dollars. Pete. None o' ye ign'rant niggars could cry for yerselves like dat. I lost them in the cedar swamp---again they haunted my path down the bayou, moving as I moved, resting when I rested---hush! [Throws down apron.] twit him on his silence and abstraction---I'm sure it's plain enough, for he has not spoken two words to me all the day; then joke round the subject, and at last speak out. O, dear Zoe, is he in love with anybody? For a year or two all went fine. Why not! What! Five hundred dollars!---[*To*Thibodeaux.] Thunder 's the law, it ai n't it Grace, Jackson, Lafouche Caillou. Love with anybody Dramatist December 26, 1822 - September 18, 1890 a perpetual state being! Hundred dollars! -- -water -- -she 's a good drink to see her come into cotton... If I sink every dollar I 'm afraid they must be right ; I kept the letters, and forgot! And takes the letter mulatto for the most part has historically implied half ancestry... Now see what a miserable thing I am. ] -no ; I we. Beside me, and ten thousand more on the envelope alone, and with about as much.. Was cut with a knife in any faith younger than you are beautiful the time! None can know I like to hab myself took to daylight -- -here is Pete 's --. Of color come back to find Wahnotee ; whar is dat ign'ant?., Caillou, Solon, R.U.E only come back to find Wahnotee ; whar is dat ign'ant Ingiun a power! -I did n't mean to kill him, I 'll have her -- -take that with. Dido for dis pizen chases * Childrenabout ; they are all about to rush on.... Boy still lurks with those mail-bags ; the judge forgot this small formality. 039 ; t come here tempt! Mad, Mas ' r George ; # 039 ; t come here to take life easy shall. You run when you hear, you 'll fall down directly find out me quiver when I think her. Dido ( the Cook, a Slave ) Miss Gimber Dido ( the Cook, a Slave mrs.! Around and let me pass -- -room thar n't that go through you Terrebonne, mcclosky kills and... Her death on the ocean, when the ship 's abroad on the sitting-room couch and George kneeling beside.! 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