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THE PIPE-LIGHTER

                    BOY: Do you mean I can keep this?

                    UNCLE: Of course; it’s clearly yours.
                    BOY [Pocketing report]: Thank you, sir. [Pauses awkwardly ] I’m sorry if
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                       Ryland-Smith’s going to be disappointed, but you don’t know my
                       father.
                    UNCLE: No, but I know Ernest’s. However, I believe the boy suspects
                       something already, and you can leave his father to me.

                    BOY [relieved]: Thank you, sir. Good night, sir.

                    UNCLE: Good night, my boy. Your pocket money ought to be
                       safe now.
                    BOY: I hope so, sir.

                    [He goes out. Uncle takes up remaining report and examines it
                    again. Then shaking his head, he folds it carefully into a pipe-
                    lighter, which he lays on the table. His cigarette now smoked
                    through, he throws it on the fire, and fills a pipe. He has just

                    finished, and puts the pipe in his mouth when Ernest enters with a
                    pile of envelopes in his hand.]
                    ERNEST: Anything for the post, Uncle?

                    UNCLE: No, thanks, my boy. I rarely write letters.

                    [He takes the report, pushes it in the fire, and starts lighting his
                    pipe.]
                    ERNEST [suddenly noticing what his uncle is doing]: Here, whatever are
                       you doing?

                    UNCLE [pretending surprise]: Only saving matches. What’s the matter?

                    ERNEST: But that’s my report.
                                                                                                I’m always getting
                    UNCLE [looking down at burning paper in his hand]: Heavens, so it is – or
                       was. I must be getting absent-minded in my old age. Well, it’s no        into hot water. After
                       good now, I’m afraid. [Throws it on the fire.]                            all, accidents will
                                                                                                       happen.
                    ERNEST: You won’t half get into trouble when Dad comes.

                    UNCLE: Never mind. I’m always getting into hot water. After all,
                       accidents will happen. [Looking at the clock at the mantelpiece ]
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                       I say, isn’t it nearly post-time?
                    ERNEST: Help, I’d forgotten all about the post. I must rush. [He hurries

                       to the door.]                                                           10.  not smoothly or gracefully
                    UNCLE: By the way.                                                         11.  a shelf above a fireplace




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