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With Higgins's physique and temperament Sweet might have set the Thames on fire. As it was, he impressed himself professionally on Europe to an extent that made his comparative personal obscurity, and the failure of Oxford to do justice to his eminence, a puzzle to foreign specialists in his subject. I do not blame Oxford, because I think Spanish cannot: presente de no poder. George Bernard Shaw 5 Oxford is quite right in demanding a certain social amenity from its nurslings heaven knows it is not exorbitant in its requirements!

Among them towers the Poet Laureate, to whom perhaps Higgins may owe his Miltonic sympathies, though here again I must disclaim all portraiture. But if the play makes the public aware that there are such people as phoneticians, and that they are among the most important people in England at present, it will serve its turn. I wish to boast that Pygmalion has been an extremely successful play all over Europe and North America as well as at home.

It is so intensely and deliberately didactic, and its subject is esteemed so dry, that I delight in throwing it at the heads of the wiseacres who repeat the parrot cry that art should never be didactic. It goes to prove my contention that art should never be anything else.

Finally, and for the encouragement of people troubled with accents that cut them off from all high employment, I may add that the change wrought by Professor Higgins in the flower girl is neither impossible nor uncommon. The modern concierge's daughter who fulfils her ambition by playing the Queen of Spain in Ruy Blas at the Theatre Francais is only one of many thousands of men and women who have sloughed off their native dialects and acquired a new tongue.

But the thing has to be done scientifically, or the last state of the aspirant may be worse than the first.

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An honest and natural slum dialect is more tolerable than the attempt of a phonetically untaught person to imitate the vulgar dialect of the golf club; and I am sorry to say that in spite of the efforts of our Academy of Dramatic Art, there is still too much sham golfing English on our stage, and too little of the noble English of Forbes Robertson. Spanish amenity: amenidad. Torrents of heavy summer rain. Cab whistles blowing frantically in all directions. Pedestrians running for shelter into the market and under the portico of St.

Paul's Church, where there are already several people, among them a lady and her daughter in evening dress.

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They are all peering out gloomily at the rain, except one man with his back turned to the rest, who seems wholly preoccupied with a notebook in which he is writing busily. What can Freddy be doing all this time? He's been gone twenty minutes. But he ought to have got us a cab by this.

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Spanish blowing: soplado, sopladura, soplar, silbido, soplo. But we must have a cab. We can't stand here until half-past eleven. It's too bad.

Well, it ain't my fault, missus. If Freddy had a bit of gumption, he would have got one at the theatre door. What could he have done, poor boy? Other people got cabs. Why couldn't he? Freddy rushes in out of the rain from the Southampton Street side, and comes between them closing a dripping umbrella. He is a young man of twenty, in evening dress, very wet around the ankles.

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Well, haven't you got a cab? There's not one to be had for love or money. Oh, Freddy, there must be one. You can't have tried. It's too tiresome. Do you expect us to go and get one ourselves? I tell you they're all engaged. The rain was so sudden: nobody was prepared; and everybody had to take a cab. I've been to Charing Cross one way and nearly to Ludgate Circus the other; and they were all engaged. Did you try Trafalgar Square? Spanish ain't: no soy. There wasn't one at Trafalgar Square. Did you try? I tried as far as Charing Cross Station.

Did you expect me to walk to Hammersmith? You haven't tried at all. You really are very helpless, Freddy. Go again; and don't come back until you have found a cab. I shall simply get soaked for nothing. And what about us? Are we to stay here all night in this draught, with next to nothing on.

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Oh, very well: I'll go, I'll go. Nah then, Freddy: look wh' y' gowin, deah. Sorry [he rushes off]. George Bernard Shaw 9 menners f' yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist.

She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. How do you know that my son's name is Freddy, pray? Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y' de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel's flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin.

Will ye-oo py me f'them? Do nothing of the sort, mother.