


He overcomes all of Eliza's objections, and Eliza is taken away. Pearce to take the girl away, scrub her, and burn her clothes. Pickering makes a wager with Higgins, who, in the spirit of good sport, decides to take the bet: he orders Mrs. The girl, Eliza Doolittle, remembers that Higgins bragged about being able to teach her to speak like a duchess, and she has come to take lessons so that she can get a position in a flower shop. The next morning at Professor Higgins' house, the two men are discussing Higgins' experiments when the flower girl is announced by Mrs. The two go off to discuss their mutual interest in phonetics. At this time, the elder gentleman identifies himself as Colonel Pickering, the author of a book on Sanskrit, who has come to meet the famous Henry Higgins, to whom he is now talking. He even maintains that he could take this "ragamuffin" of a flower girl and teach her to talk like a duchess in three months. His hobby is identifying everyone's accent and place of birth.

The note taker, it turns out, is Professor Henry Higgins, an expert in phonetics. When the flower girl (Eliza) loudly proclaims that "I am a good girl, I am," the bystanders begin to protest. Members of the crowd warn the girl against taking the money because there is a man behind her taking notes of everything she says. This gentleman, Colonel Pickering, refuses to buy the flowers, but he gives the girl some money. After he is gone, the mother is interested in how such a "low" creature could know her son's name she discovers that the flower girl calls everyone either "Freddy" or "Charlie." When an elderly gentleman comes into the shelter, the flower girl notes his distinguished appearance and tries to coax him to buy some flowers. As he leaves, he collides with a young flower girl with a thick Cockney accent, and he ruins many of her flowers. When he returns in failure, he is again sent in search of a cab. Eynsford-Hill and her daughter, Clara, who are waiting for the son, Freddy, to return with a cab. Paul's Church for protection from the rain. On a summer evening in London's Covent Garden, a group of assorted people are gathered together under the portico of St.
