Plays By John Galsworthy Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the Plays By John Galsworthy novel. A total of 333 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The First Series Plays, Complete.by John Galsworthy.THE SILVER BOX A COMEDY IN THREE ACT
The First Series Plays, Complete.by John Galsworthy.THE SILVER BOX A COMEDY IN THREE ACTS PERSONS OF THE PLAY
JOHN BARTHWICK, M.P., a wealthy Liberal MRS. BARTHWICK, his wife JACK BARTHWICK, their son ROPER, their solicitor MRS. JONES, their charwoman MA
- 33 JOY. Oh! Mums, here you are![Seizing her, she turns her back on LEVER. They sit in various seats, and MRS. HOPE pours out the tea.]MRS. HOPE. Hand the sandwiches to Mr. Lever, Peachey. It's our own jam, Mr. Lever.LEVER. Thanks. [He takes a bite.] It&
- 32 MRS. HOPE. Don't believe a word of what?[The COLONEL is Silent.][Pursuing his thoughts with her own.]If I thought there was anything between Molly and Mr. Lever, d 'you suppose I'd have him in the house?[The COLONEL stops, and gives a sort
- 31 COLONEL. That'll do now.MISS BEECH. [Unmoved.] For every ounce you take out of a gold mine you put two in.COLONEL. Who told you that rubbish?MISS BEECH. [With devilry.] You did!COLONEL. This is n't an ordinary gold mine. MISS BEECH. Oh! quite a
- 30 I'm not an expert, but you ought to prove that ground to the East more thoroughly.LEVER. [Quizzically.] Of course, sir, if you advise that---- COLONEL. If it were mine, I'd no more sit down under the belief that the ore stopped there than I
- 29 MRS. GWYN. You'd better ask Maurice.MRS. HOPE. There, you see, you call him Maurice! Now supposing your uncle went in for some of them---- COLONEL. [Taking off his hat-in a high, hot voice] I'm not going in for anything of the sort.MRS. HOPE. Do
- 28 COLONEL. Of course, if you wish it, my dear.MRS. GWYN. Unfortunately, I do.COLONEL. [Nervously.] Ah! yes, I know; but look here, Molly, your aunt thinks you're in a very delicate position-in fact, she thinks you see too much of young Lever.MRS. GWYN.
- 27 Henty's.[Her manner is rather artificially composed.]JOY. [Dully.] Oh! Is he-is he really coming here, Mother?MRS. GWYN. [Whose voice has hardened just a little.] If Aunt Nell's got a room for him--of course--why not?JOY. [Digging her chin into
- 26 [She goes towards the house. ERNEST, rising from the swing, turns to Miss BEECH, who follows.]ERNEST. [Smiling, faintly superior.] Personal, not a bit! I only think while Molly 's out at gra.s.s, she oughtn't to---- MISS BEECH. [Sharply.] Oh! do
- 25 [He is going to say "hated him too!" But the voices of ERNEST BLUNT and the COLONEL are heard approaching, in dispute.]JOY. Oh! d.i.c.k, hide me, I don't want my hair seen till Mother comes.[She springs into the hollow tree. The COLONEL and
- 24 JOY. [On the rustic seat, and in a violent whisper.] I hope the worms will crawl up your legs![d.i.c.k, in flannels and a hard straw hat comes in. He is a quiet and cheerful boy of twenty. His eyes are always fixed on joy.]d.i.c.k. [Grimacing.] The Colone
- 23 [Joy claps her hands.]She was the worst girl I ever taught.JOY. Then you weren't fond of her?MISS BEECH. Oh! yes, I was.JOY. Fonder than of me? MISS BEECH. Don't you ask such a lot of questions.JOY. Peachey, duckie, what was Mother's worst
- 22 MRS. HOPE. [Abstractedly.] I can't put Ernest and Letty in the blue room, there's only the single bed. Suppose I put Mr. Lever there, and say nothing about the earwigs. I daresay he'll never notice.COLONEL. Treat a guest like that!MRS. HOPE
- 21 [Taking the letters.]What about Miss joy's frock, Rose?ROSE. Please, 'm, I can't get on with the back without Miss Joy.MRS. HOPE. Well, then you must just find her. I don't know where she is.ROSE. [In a slow, sidelong manner.] If you p
- 20 [BARTHWICK hesitates, then yielding to his nerves, he makes a shame-faced gesture of refusal, and hurries out of court. MRS.JONES stands looking after him.]The curtain falls.JOY A PLAY ON THE LETTER "I" IN THREE ACTS PERSONS OF THE PLAY COLONEL
- 19 JONES. I took it out of spite.MAGISTRATE. [Hissing, with protruded neck.] You took it out of spite? Well now, that's something! But do you imagine you can go about the town taking things out of spite?JONES. If you had my life, if you'd been out
- 18 ROPER. [Examining.] What is your name?JACK. [In a low voice.] John BARTHWICK, Junior.[The CLERK writes it down.]ROPER. Where do you live?JACK. At 6, Rockingham Gate. [All his answers are recorded by the Clerk.]ROPER. You are the son of the owner?JACK. [In
- 17 MAGISTRATE. Had he been drinking?MRS. JONES. Yes, your Wors.h.i.+p.MAGISTRATE. And was he drunk?MRS. JONES. Yes, your Wors.h.i.+p, he was almost quite drunk.MAGISTRATE. And did he say anything to you? MRS. JONES. No, your Wors.h.i.+p, only to call me name
- 16 CLERK. Did you afterwards communicate the loss to your employer, and did he send you to the police station?MARLOW. Yes, Sir.CLERK. [To MRS. JONES.] Have you anything to ask him?MRS. JONES. No, sir, nothing, thank you, sir.CLERK. [To JONES.] James Jones, h
- 15 RELIEVING OFFICER. The mother, your Wors.h.i.+p, is able to get access to them.MAGISTRATE. Yes, yes; the mother, of course, is an improper person to have anything to do with them. [To the Father.] Well, now what do you say?LIVENS. Your Wors.h.i.+p, I can
- 14 BARTHWICK. It is a child. I can see it against the railings.MARLOW. [Opening the window, and looking out quietly.] It's Mrs.Jones's little boy, ma'am; he came here after his mother.MRS. BARTHWICK. [Moving quickly to the window.] Poor little
- 13 MRS. BARTHWICK. We want you to speak the truth and say you never let this low man into the house.BARTHWICK. Of course if you think that you really gave this man whisky in that disgraceful way, and let him see what you'd been doing, and were in such a
- 12 MRS. BARTHWICK. But don't what, dear?JACK. It was pure sport. I don't know how I got the thing. Of course I 'd had a bit of a row--I did n't know what I was doing--I was--I Was--well, you know--I suppose I must have pulled the bag out
- 11 [BARTHWICK starts; JACK rises and sits dozen again.]I suppose the lady has n't missed her purse?BARTHWICK. [Hastily.] Oh, no! Oh! No!JACK. No!MRS. BARTHWICK. [Dreamily.] No! [To SNOW.] I 've been inquiring of the servants. This man does hang abo
- 10 [BARTHWICK, holding his wine-gla.s.s to his eye, lowers it and pa.s.ses it before his nose.]MRS. BARTHWICK. I hate people that can't speak the truth. [Father and son exchange a look behind their port.] It 's just as easy to speak the truth as no
- 9 SNOW. Do you wish to say anything before I take her?[JONES remains silent, with his head bend down.]Well then, Missis. I 'll just trouble you to come along with me quietly.MRS. JONES. [Twisting her hands.] Of course I would n't say I had n'
- 8 JONES. [Mockingly.] Don't mention it.MRS. SEDDON. Thank you, and I'm sure I'm very much obliged. [She slides away.][MRS. JONES gazes at JONES who is still lacing up his boots.]JONES. I 've had a bit of luck. [Pulling out the crimson pu
- 7 MRS. JONES. Yes, sir, of course I 'm afraid of what he might do to me if I were to leave him; he can be so very violent.BARTHWICK. H'm! Well, that I can't pretend to say anything about.It's the bad principle I'm speaking of---- MR
- 6 BARTHWICK. And how many children have you?MRS. JONES. Three children; but of course they don't eat very much sir. [A little silence.]BARTHWICK. And how old is the eldest?MRS. JONES. Nine years old, sir.BARTHWICK. Do they go to school? MRS. JONES, Yes
- 5 BARTHWICK. Was the house all right this morning? None of the windows open?MARLOW. No, sir. [Quietly to JACK.] You left your latch-key in the door last night, sir.[He hands it back, unseen by BARTHWICK]JACK. Tst!BARTHWICK. Who's been in the room this
- 4 BARTHWICK. I am at a loss--I repeat I am at a---- [He glances at this unknown lady, who stands with eyes cast down, twisting her hands And suddenly Jack appears. He stops on seeing who is here, and the unknown lady hysterically giggles. There is a silence
- 3 BARTHWICK. [Suspiciously.] Yes, but what do you want him for?MARLOW. [Offhandedly.] There's a lady called--asked to speak to him for a minute, sir.BARTHWICK. A lady, at this time in the morning. What sort of a lady?MARLOW. [Without expression in his
- 2 The curtain rises again at once.SCENE III BARTHWICK and MRS. BARTHWICK are seated at the breakfast table.He is a man between fifty and sixty; quietly important, with a bald forehead, and pince-nez, and the "Times" in his hand. She is a lady of n
- 1 The First Series Plays, Complete.by John Galsworthy.THE SILVER BOX A COMEDY IN THREE ACTS PERSONS OF THE PLAY JOHN BARTHWICK, M.P., a wealthy Liberal MRS. BARTHWICK, his wife JACK BARTHWICK, their son ROPER, their solicitor MRS. JONES, their charwoman MA