Mrs. Higgins:
Do you mean to say that after you'd done this wonderful thing for them without making a single mistake, they just sat there, never said a word to you? Never petted you or admired you or told you how splendid you'd been?
Eliza Doolittle:
Not a word. They just sat there congratulating each other on how marvelous they'd been. And the next moment on how glad they were it was all over and what a bore it had all been.
Mrs. Higgins:
This is simply appalling. I should not have thrown my slippers at him, I should've thrown the fire irons.
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