Mary:No,no.Whatever you mean,it isn’t true,dear.这出自谁的哪部戏剧?
Mary:No,no.Whatever you mean,it isn’t true,dear.这出自谁的哪部戏剧?
Mary:No,no.Whatever you mean,it isn’t true,dear.It was never a home.You’ve always preferred the club or thebarroom.And for me it’s always been as lonely.You forget I know from experience what a home is like.I gave up one to marry you—my father’s home.