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BLOOM
:
(
Enthralled
,
bleats
.
)
I
promise
never
to
disobey
.
BELLO
:
(
Laughs
loudly
.
)
Holy
smoke
!
You
little
know
what
’
s
in
store
for
you
.
I
’
m
the
Tartar
to
settle
your
little
lot
and
break
you
in
!
I
’
ll
bet
Kentucky
cocktails
all
round
I
shame
it
out
of
you
,
old
son
.
Cheek
me
,
I
dare
you
.
If
you
do
tremble
in
anticipation
of
heel
discipline
to
be
inflicted
in
gym
costume
.
(
Bloom
creeps
under
the
sofa
and
peers
out
through
the
fringe
.
)
ZOE
:
(
Widening
her
slip
to
screen
her
.
)
She
’
s
not
here
.
BLOOM
:
(
Closing
her
eyes
.
)
She
’
s
not
here
.
FLORRY
:
(
Hiding
her
with
her
gown
.
)
She
didn
’
t
mean
it
,
Mr
Bello
.
She
’
ll
be
good
,
sir
.
KITTY
:
Don
’
t
be
too
hard
on
her
,
Mr
Bello
.
Sure
you
won
’
t
,
ma
’
amsir
.
BELLO
:
(
Coaxingly
.
)
Come
,
ducky
dear
,
I
want
a
word
with
you
,
darling
,
just
to
administer
correction
.
Just
a
little
heart
to
heart
talk
,
sweety
.
(
Bloom
puts
out
her
timid
head
.
)
There
’
s
a
good
girly
now
.
(
Bello
grabs
her
hair
violently
and
drags
her
forward
.
)
I
only
want
to
correct
you
for
your
own
good
on
a
soft
safe
spot
.
How
’
s
that
tender
behind
?
O
,
ever
so
gently
,
pet
.
Begin
to
get
ready
.
BLOOM
:
(
Fainting
.
)
Don
’
t
tear
my
.
.
.
