Where There is Nothing

Thomas Ruttledge. I don't see any likeness to anyone. Paul Ruttledge. Oh, yes there is, if you could see their minds instead of their bodies. That comb now-- Mrs. Ruttledge. [Coming out on steps.] Thomas, are you coming in? Thomas Ruttledge. Yes, I'm coming; but Paul won't come. [Thomas Ruttledge goes out. Mrs. Ruttledge. Oh! this is nonsense, Paul; you must come. All these men will think it so strange if you don't. It is nonsense to think you will be bored. Mr. Green is talking in the most...