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
- 138 CLARE. Take care.But MALISE, after one convulsive movement of his hands, has again become rigid.GEORGE. I don't pretend to be subtle or that kind of thing; but I have ordinary common sense. I don't attempt to be superior to plain facts---- CLARE
- 137 SIR CHARLES. What![She looks at MALISE]LADY DEDMOND. You ought to be horribly ashamed. CLARE. Of the fact-I am.LADY DEDMOND. [Darting a glance at MALISE] If we are to talk this out, it must be in private.MALISE. [To CLARE] Do you wish me to go? CLARE. No.
- 136 TWISDEN. In your position, Mrs. Dedmond--a beautiful young woman without money. I'm quite blunt. This is a hard world. Should be awfully sorry if anything goes wrong.CLARE. And if I go back?TWISDEN. Of two evils, if it be so--choose the least!CLARE.
- 135 CLARE. If I don't go back to him I couldn't take it.MALISE. Good!CLARE. I've thought of nursing, but it's a long training, and I do so hate watching pain. The fact is, I'm pretty hopeless; can't even do art work. I came to as
- 134 MRS. MILER. There's a man 'angin' about below.MALISE looks up; seeing that she has roused his attention, she stops. But as soon as he is about to write again, goes on.MRS. MILER. I see him first yesterday afternoon. I'd just been out t
- 133 GEORGE. That's not my opinion; nor the opinion of anyone, so long as you behave yourself.CLARE. That is--behave as you think right.GEORGE. Clare, you're pretty riling.CLARE. I don't want to be horrid. But I am in earnest this time.GEORGE. S
- 132 CLARE. No, thank you.PAYNTER. No, ma'am. Good-night, ma'am.[He withdraws.]GEORGE. You needn't have gone out of your way to tell a lie that wouldn't deceive a guinea-pig. [Going up to her] Pleased with yourself to-night? [CLARE shakes h
- 131 CLARE. Haggle? [She shakes her head] What have I got to make terms with? What he still wants is just what I hate giving.MRS. FULLARTON. But, Clare---- CLARE. No, Dolly; even you don't understand. All day and every day --just as far apart as we can be
- 130 HUNTINGDON. Bring the tray along, old man.GEORGE takes up the tray, stops to look at CLARE, then allows HUNTINGDON to shepherd him out.LADY DEDMOND. [Without looking at CLARE] Well, if we're going to play, Charles? [She jerks his sleeve.]SIR CHARLES.
- 129 [A short silence.]LADY DEDMOND. There's a Mr. Malise coming here to-night. I forget if you know him.HUNTINGDON. Yes. Rather a thorough-bred mongrel.LADY DEDMOND. He's literary. [With hesitation] You--you don't think he--puts--er--ideas into
- 128 GEORGE. Reggie Huntingdon, and the Fullartons.LADY DEDMOND. [Softly] You know, my dear boy, I've been meaning to speak to you for a long time. It is such a pity you and Clare--What is it?GEORGE. G.o.d knows! I try, and I believe she does.SIR CHARLES.
- 127 The Third Series Plays, Complete.by John Galsworthy.THE FUGITIVE A Play in Four Acts PERSONS OF THE PLAY GEORGE DEDMOND, a civilian CLARE, his wife GENERAL SIR CHARLES DEDMOND, K.C.B., his father.LADY DEDMOND, his mother REGINALD HUNTINGDON, Clare's
- 125 WISTER. Sorry to disturb you, sir. A clerk you had here, two years and a half ago: I arrested him in, this room.JAMES. What about him?WISTER. I thought perhaps I might get his whereabouts from you.[There is an awkward silence]c.o.kESON. [Pleasantly, comin
- 124 FALDER beckons from the window.c.o.kESON. [In a low fl.u.s.ter to JAMES and WALTER] No, Mr. James.She's not been quite what she ought to ha' been, while this young man's been away. She's lost her chance. We can't consult how to sw
- 123 JAMES. I thought so. [To WALTER] No, my dear boy, it won't do. Too shady altogether!c.o.kESON. The two things together make it very awkward for you--I see that.WALTER. [Tentatively] I don't quite know what we have to do with his private life.JAM
- 122 He bows his head and leans dejectedly silent over the table.c.o.kESON. I feel for you--I do really. Aren't your sisters going to do anything for you?FALDER. One's in consumption. And the other---- c.o.kESON. Ye...es. She told me her husband wasn
- 121 RUTH. [With a laugh] My employer happened then--he's happened ever since.c.o.kESON. Dear! Oh dear! I never came across a thing like this.RUTH. [Dully] He's treated me all right. But I've done with that.[Suddenly her lips begin to quiver, an
- 120 SCENE III FALDER's cell, a whitewashed s.p.a.ce thirteen feet broad by seven deep, and nine feet high, with a rounded ceiling. The floor is of s.h.i.+ny blackened bricks. The barred window of opaque gla.s.s, with a ventilator, is high up in the middl
- 119 FALDER. Very little. Between two o'clock and getting up's the worst time.THE GOVERNOR. How's that?FALDER. [His lips twitch with a sort of smile] I don't know, sir. I was always nervous. [Suddenly voluble] Everything seems to get such a
- 118 THE GOVERNOR. How are your eyes?CLIFTON. I don't complain of them. I don't see the sun here. [He makes a stealthy movement, protruding his neck a little] There's just one thing, Mr. Governor, as you're speaking to me. I wish you'd
- 117 THE CHAPLAIN. Our friend seems to think that prison is a hospital.c.o.kESON. [Returning suddenly with an apologetic air] There's just one little thing. This woman--I suppose I mustn't ask you to let him see her. It'd be a rare treat for the
- 116 c.o.kESON. I'm afraid it'll prey on my mind. I see a lot of them about working together.THE GOVERNOR. Those are local prisoners. The convicts serve their three months here in separate confinement, sir.c.o.kESON. But we don't want to be unre
- 115 ACT III SCENE I A prison. A plainly furnished room, with two large barred windows, overlooking the prisoners' exercise yard, where men, in yellow clothes marked with arrows, and yellow brimless caps, are seen in single file at a distance of four yard
- 114 FALDER. Yes, and while I was running.FROME. And that lasted till the cas.h.i.+er said: "Will you have gold or notes?"FALDER. Yes, and then I seemed to come to myself--and it was too late.FROME. Thank you. That closes the evidence for the defence
- 113 FALDER. No, sir. I don't really.FROME sits down, and CLEAVER rises.CLEAVER. But you remember running, do you?FALDER. I was all out of breath when I got to the bank.CLEAVER. And you don't remember altering the cheque? FALDER. [Faintly] No, sir.CL
- 112 RUTH. Only that I never bowed down to him. I don't see why I should, sir, not to a man like that.THE JUDGE. You refused to obey him?RUTH. [Avoiding the question] I've always studied him to keep things nice.THE JUDGE. Until you met the prisoner--
- 109 FROME. Quite so. It's very unfortunate that we've not got him here.Now can you tell me of the morning on which the discovery of the forgery was made? That would be the 18th. Did anything happen that morning?c.o.kESON. [With his hand to his ear]
- 108 JUDGE. Is this relevant, Mr. Frome?FROME. My lord, I submit, extremely--I shall be able to show your lords.h.i.+p that directly.JUDGE. Very well.FROME. In these circ.u.mstances, what alternatives were left to her?She could either go on living with this dr
- 107 WALTER. But to brand him like this?JAMES. If it had been a straightforward case I'd give him another chance. It's far from that. He has dissolute habits.c.o.kESON. I didn't say that--extenuating circ.u.mstances.JAMES. Same thing. He's
- 106 c.o.kESON. I couldn't leave it.JAMES. Exactly; he therefore gave the cheque to Davis. It was cashed by you at 1.15. We know that because the cas.h.i.+er recollects it for the last cheque he handled before his lunch.FALDER. Yes, sir, Davis gave it to
- 105 JAMES. It's a matter of form; but I can't stand upon niceness over a thing like this--too serious. Just talk to Mr. Cowley.He opens the door of FALDER'S room.JAMES. Bring in the papers in Boulter's lease, will you, Falder?c.o.kESON. [B
- 104 WALTER. 'City of Rangoon'.JAMES. We ought to wire and have him arrested at Naples; he can't be there yet.c.o.kESON. His poor young wife. I liked the young man. Dear, oh dear! In this office!WALTER. Shall I go to the bank and ask the cas.h.i
- 103 WALTER. My father here?c.o.kESON. [Always with a certain patronage as to a young man who might be doing better] Mr. James has been here since eleven o'clock.WALTER. I've been in to see the pictures, at the Guildhall.c.o.kESON. [Looking at him as
- 102 RUTH. He's not there.c.o.kESON. [Uneasy] Are you related to the party?RUTH. No, sir.c.o.kESON. [In real embarra.s.sment] I don't know what to say. It's no affair of the office.RUTH. But what am I to do? c.o.kESON. Dear me! I can't tell
- 101 JUSTICE PERSONS OF THE PLAY JAMES HOW, solicitor WALTER HOW, solicitor ROBERT c.o.kESON, their managing clerk WILLIAM FALDER, their junior clerk SWEEDLE, their office-boy WISTER, a detective COWLEY, a cas.h.i.+er MR. JUSTICE FLOYD, a judge HAROLD CLEAVER,
- 100 See! Sleep has stolen the day! It is night already.There come the female shadow forms of SLEEP, in grey cobweb garments, waving their arms drowsily, wheeling round her.SEELCHEN. Are you Sleep? Dear Sleep!Smiling, she holds out her arms to FELSMAN. He take
- 99 with parted lips, and hands stretched out; and the forms of death have vanished.SEELCHEN. I come.LAMOND. [Clasping her knees] Little soul! Must I then die, like a gnat when the sun goes down? Without you I am nothing.SEELCHEN. [Releasing herself] Poor hea
- 98 SEELCHEN. Can it not walk? [He shakes his head] Is that all they make here with their sadness?But again the mandolin tw.a.n.gs out; the shutters fall over the houses; the door of the Inn grows dark.LAMOND. What is it, then, you would have? Is it learning?
- 97 THE COW HORN. I give thee one love.THE WINE HORN. I give you many.SEELCHEN. [As if the words were torn from her heart] Both, both--I will love!And suddenly the Peak of THE GREAT HORN speaks.THE GREAT HORN. And both thou shalt love, little soul! Thou shalt
- 95 SEELCHEN. Oh! They have faces!The face of THE WINE HORN is the profile of a beardless youth.The face of THE COW HORN is that of a mountain shepherd.solemn, and broom, with fierce black eyes, and a black beard.Between them THE GREAT HORN, whose hair is of
- 94 SEELCHEN. There is still one bed. This is too hard for you.LAMOND. Oh! thanks; but that's all right.SEELCHEN. To please me!LAMOND. May I ask your name?SEELCHEN. Seelchen. LAMOND. Little soul, that means--doesn't it? To please you I would sleep w
- 93 SCENE I It is just after sunset of an August evening. The scene is a room in a mountain hut, furnished only with a table, benches.and a low broad window seat. Through this window three rocky peaks are seen by the light of a moon which is slowly whitening
- 92 FREDA. [Almost inaudibly] In the summer, father.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. Don't be harsh to her!STUDDENHAM. Hars.h.!.+ [His eyes again move from side to side as if pain and anger had bewildered them. Then looking sideways at FREDA, but in a gentler voice] A
- 91 SIR WILLIAM. You'll deserve all you'll get. Confound it! To expect me to--It's intolerable! Do you know where my son is?FREDA. [Faintly] I think he's in the billiard-room with my lady.SIR WILLIAM. [With renewed resolution] I wanted to-
- 90 SIR WILLIAM. [Raising his clenched fist] What in G.o.d's name is he about?LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. What have you said to him?SIR WILLIAM. Nothing-by a miracle. [He breaks away from the fire and walks up and down] My family goes back to the thirteenth centu
- 89 CHRISTINE. It's ridiculous--monstrous! It's fantastic!HAROLD. [Holding up his hand] There's his horse going round. He's in!They turn from listening to the sound, to see LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE coming from the billiard-room. She is very pale.
- 88 DOT. Mabel's going. [They all stir, as if at fresh consciousness of discomfiture]. She walked into Gracely and sent herself a telegram.HAROLD. Phew!DOT. And we shall say good-bye, as if nothing had happened.HAROLD. It's up to you, Ronny.KEITH, l
- 87 BILL. This is about as low-down a thing as one could have done, I suppose--one's own mother's maid; we've known her since she was so high. I see it now that--I've got over the attack.HAROLD. But, heavens! if you're no longer keen
- 86 CHRISTINE. Oh! nothing.DOT. Something's happened.MABEL. Really! I am sorry. [Hesitating] Is it bad enough for me to go?CHRISTINE. Oh! no, Mabel!DOT. [Sardonically] I should think very likely. While she is looking from face to face, BILL comes in from
- 85 FREDA. Yes. Just like Rose.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. [In a low, horror-stricken voice] Oh!There is a dead silence, then going swiftly up to her, she looks straight into FREDA's eyes.FREDA. [Meeting her gaze] Oh! Yes--it's the truth. [Then to Bill who h
- 84 BILL. I know all that, thanks.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. n.o.body does till they've been through it. Marriage is hard enough when people are of the same cla.s.s. [With a sudden movement towards him] Oh! my dear-before it's too late!BILL. [After a strugg
- 83 LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. [Fixing her eyes on FREDA] Now!BILL. I fell in love with her. And she with me.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. When?BILL. In the summer.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. Ah! BILL. It wasn't her fault.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. No?BILL. [With a sort of menace] Mother!L
- 82 BILL. [Savagely] What makes you bait me this morning of all mornings?MABEL. The beautiful morning! [Suddenly] It must be dull for poor Freda working in there with all this fun going on?BILL. [Glancing at the door] Fun you call it?MABEL, To go back to you,
- 81 JOAN. Look here, Dot; about the baby in this scene. I'm sure I ought to make more of it.DOT. Romantic little beast! [She plucks the footstool out by one ear, and holds it forth] Let's see you try!JOAN. [Recoiling] But, Dot, what are we really go
- 80 LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. You're not to worry over your work. And by the way, I promised your father to make you eat more. [FREDA smiles.]LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. It's all very well to smile. You want bracing up.Now don't be naughty. I shall give you a
- 79 LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. [Closing the door] What is it?SIR WILLIAM. You deliberately refuse! Go away, Dorothy.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. [Resolutely] I haven't seen Bill for two months.SIR WILLIAM. What! [Hesitating] Well--we must talk it over again.LADY CHEs.h.i.
- 78 BILL. Ye-es.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. You're not keeping anything from me, are you?BILL. [Facing her] No. [He then turns very deliberately to the writing things, and takes up a pen] I must write these letters, please.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. Bill, if there's
- 77 SIR WILLIAM. [Following] And look here! Just understand this [He too goes out....]BILL, lighting a cigarette, has approached the writing-table.He looks very glum. The billiard-room door is flung open.MABEL LANFARNE appears, and makes him a little curtsey.
- 76 [Turning to LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE, who has come in from the billiard-room]That affair of young Dunning's, my dear.LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE. Oh! Yes! I'm so sorry, Studdenham. The poor girl!STUDDENHAM. [Respectfully] Fancy he's got a feeling she's
- 75 KEITH. I don't agree a bit, John.LATTER. Of course, if you won't listen.KEITH. [Clipping a cigar] Draw it mild, my dear chap. We've had the whole thing over twice at least.LATTER. My point is this---- KEITH. [Regarding LATTER quizzically wi
- 74 DOT. Yes, mother, and don't you pretend you don't understand, because you know you do.CHRISTINE. Instance? Of what?JOAN and MABEL have ceased talking, and listen, still at the fire.DOT. Humbug, of course. Why should you want them to marry, if he
- 73 The Second Series Plays, Complete.by John Galsworthy.THE ELDEST SON BY JOHN GALSWORTHY PERSONS OF THE PLAY SIR WILLIAM CHEs.h.i.+RE, a baronet LADY CHEs.h.i.+RE, his wife BILL, their eldest son HAROLD, their second son RONALD KEITH(in the Lancers), their
- 72 THOMAS. Ye were past endurance, man.GREEN. If ye'd listen to me!BULGIN. (Under his breath.) Hold your jaw!ROBERTS. Ye waited for that!HARNESS. [Taking the Director's copy of the terms, and handing his own to TENCH.] That's enough, men. You
- 71 [A general murmur. With a violent effort ANTHONY recovers his control.]EDGAR. [Quietly.] I said it of myself, too, Father.[A long look is exchanged between them, and ANTHONY puts out his hand with a gesture as if to sweep the personalities away; then plac
- 70 [He covers his ears.]w.a.n.kLIN. None of us are opposed to a settlement, except your Father.EDGAR. I'm certain that if the shareholders knew---- w.a.n.kLIN. I don't think you'll find their imaginations are any better than ours. Because a wo
- 69 WILDER. It's a deadlock then. [Letting his hands drop with a sort of despair.] Now I shall never get off to Spain!w.a.n.kLIN. [Retaining a trace of irony.] You hear the consequences of your victory, Chairman?WILDER. [With a burst of feeling.] My wife
- 68 That 'll make him better.ENID. Go away!MADGE. When a person hurts us we get it back on them.[She makes a sudden and swift movement towards ENID, fixing her eyes on the child's frock lying across the little table. ENID s.n.a.t.c.hes the frock up,
- 67 [ENID moves closer to the double-doors.]There's a kind o' man that never forgives the world, because 'e wasn't born a gentleman. What I say is--no man that's a gentleman looks down on another because 'e 'appens to be a c
- 66 [He pa.s.ses on. ]ENID. Father![ANTHONY Stops at the double doors.]I'm only thinking of you!ANTHONY. [More softly.] I can take care of myself, my dear. ENID. Have you thought what'll happen if you're beaten-- [she points]--in there?ANTHONY.
- 65 [EDGAR walks to and fro.]But she would stand up for Roberts. When you see all this wretchedness going on and feel you can do nothing, you have to shut your eyes to the whole thing.EDGAR. If you can.ENID. When I went I was all on their side, but as soon as
- 64 THOMAS. It's a judgment on him for going against Chapel. I tolt him how 't would be!EVANS. All the more reason for sticking by 'im. [A cheer.] Are you goin' to desert him now 'e 's down? Are you going to chuck him over, now &
- 63 LEWIS. [Apostrophising Rous.] Hallo! What's turned him round?ROUS. [Speaking with intense excitement.] 'E said fair. "Stand by us," 'e said, "and we'll stand by you." That's where we've been makin' ou
- 62 [A laugh. THOMAS angrily goes on.]What are ye laughing at? It is pat, I say! We are fighting for a principle; there is no potty that shall say I am not a peliever in principle. Putt when Nature says "No further," then it is no coot snapping your
- 61 BULGIN. [Menacing.] Let 'em try.[There are savage murmurs from the crowd.]BROWN. [A round-faced man.] Where could they get 'em then?EVANS. [A small, restless, hara.s.sed man, with a fighting face.]There's always blacklegs; it's the nat
- 60 THOMAS. [Detaching his sleeve with dignity.] Leave me to do what's proper, girl![He goes out. MADGE, in the centre of the open doorway, slowly moves in, as though before the approach of some one.]ROUS. [Appearing in the doorway.] Madge![MADGE stands
- 59 [ENID, suppressing a retort, goes out. UNDERWOOD opens the door for her and follows. ROBERTS, going to the fire, holds out his hands to the dying glow.]ROBERTS. How goes it, my girl? Feeling better, are you?[MRS. ROBERTS smiles faintly. He brings his over
- 58 ROBERTS. [Hanging up his hat.] I have nothing to say, Ma'am.ENID. But I must speak to you, please.[She moves towards the door.]ROBERTS. [With sudden venom.] I have not the time to listen!MRS. ROBERTS. David! ENID. Mr. Roberts, please!ROBERTS. [Taking
- 57 MRS. ROBERTS. [Stiffening.] Roberts is always good to me.ENID. But you ought to have everything you want, and you have nothing!MRS. ROBERTS. [Appealingly.] They tell me I don't look like a dyin'woman?ENID. Of course you don't; if you could
- 56 MADGE. Won't I? The cowards--when their own mothers and their own children don't know where to turn.MRS. ROBERTS. Madge!MADGE. [Looking searchingly at MRS. ROBERTS.] I wonder he can look you in the face. [She squats before the fire, with her han
- 55 [ANTHONY looks in his face, then slowly shakes his head.][Disheartened.] No, Sir? [He goes on arranging papers.][FROST places the whiskey and salver and puts it down by ANTHONY'S right hand. He stands away, looking gravely at ANTHONY.]FROST. Nothing
- 54 ANTHONY. It will take a generation or two for you to understand.ENID. It's only you and Roberts, Father, and you know it![ANTHONY thrusts out his lower lip.]It'll ruin the Company.ANTHONY. Allow me to judge of that. ENID. [Resentfully.] I won
- 53 WILDER. [With emphatic disgust.] Well![The double-doors are opened.]ENID. [Standing in the doorway.] Lunch is ready.[EDGAR, getting up abruptly, walks out past his sister.]WILDER. Coming to lunch, Scantlebury? SCANTLEBURY. [Rising heavily.] I suppose so,
- 52 HARNESS. Come, Roberts, you have your own G.o.d. Respect the G.o.d of other men.ROBERTS. That's right, sir. We have another G.o.d down here; I doubt He is rather different to Mr. Wilder's. Ask Henry Thomas; he will tell you whether his G.o.d and
- 51 EDGAR. [Looking up suddenly.] We're sorry for the state of the men.HARNESS. [Icily.] The men have no use for your pity, sir. What they want is justice.ANTHONY. Then let them be just.HARNESS. For that word "just" read "humble," Mr.
- 50 EDGAR. [Irritably.] It won't kill the shareholders to miss a dividend or two; I don't see that that's reason enough for knuckling under.SCANTLEBURY. [With grave discomfort.] You talk very lightly of your dividends, young man; I don't k
- 49 SCANTLEBURY. [With emphasis.] We ought to think of the shareholders. [Turning heavily.] Chairman, I say we ought to think of the shareholders. [ANTHONY mutters.]SCANTLEBURY. What's that?TENCH. The Chairman says he is thinking of you, sir.SCANTLEBURY.
- 48 WILDER. Harness! Ah! He's one of those cold-blooded, cool-headed chaps. I distrust them. I don't know that we didn't make a mistake to come down. What time'll the men be here?UNDERWOOD. Any time now.WILDER. Well, if we're not read
- 47 ACT I It is noon. In the Underwoods' dining-room a bright fire is burning. On one side of the fireplace are double-doors leading to the drawing-room, on the other side a door leading to the hall. In the centre of the room a long dining-table without
- 46 MISS BEECH. [To herself.] He said he wouldn't let her.COLONEL. What! have you been encouraging them!MISS BEECH. Don't be in such a hurry![She moves towards the hollow tree.]COLONEL. [Abstractedly.] By George, Peachey, to think that Nell and I we
- 45 [The music of a waltz is heard again.]d.i.c.k. Look here, joy! It's no good, we must talk it over calmly.JOY. You don't see! It's the--it 's the disgrace---- d.i.c.k. Oh! as to disgrace--she's your Mother, whatever she does; I
- 44 Then it is true. Oh!MRS. GWYN. That's enough, Joy! What I am is my affair--not yours-- do you understand?JOY. [Low and fierce.] Yes, I do.MRS. GWYN. You don't. You're only a child.JOY. [Pa.s.sionately.] I understand that you've hurt [S
- 43 JOY. Yes.d.i.c.k. Joy, what is the matter?JOY. I 've got something to tell him.d.i.c.k. What? [With sudden inspiration.] Is it about Lever?JOY. [In a low voice.] The mine. d.i.c.k. The mine?JOY. It 's not--not a proper one.d.i.c.k. How do you me
- 42 MRS. GWYN. Her heart knows.[LEVER makes a movement of discomfiture; suddenly MRS. GWYN looks at him as though to read his soul.]I seem to bring you nothing but worry, Maurice. Are you tired of me?LEVER. [Meeting her eyes.] No, I am not.MRS. GWYN. Ah, but
- 41 MISS BEECH. Some one calling you.COLONEL. There, there, my dear, you just stay here, and cool yourself--I 'll come back--shan't be a minute. [He turns to go.][MRS. HOPE'S voice sounds nearer.][Turning back.] And Molly, old girl, don't
- 40 MISS BEECH. Don't I?COLONEL. She's all affection. Eh, Molly? I remember what I was like at her age, a poor affectionate little rat, and now look at me!MISS BEECH. [Fanning herself.] I see you.COLONEL. [A little sadly.] We forget what we were lik
- 39 [MISS BEECH shakes her head.]Why not?MISS BEECH. The poor little creature won't let me in.d.i.c.k. You've been up then!MISS BEECH. [Sharply.] Of course I've been up. I've not got a stone for my heart, young man! d.i.c.k. All right! I s
- 38 MRS. GWYN. [Cuttingly.] I have not asked you to.JOY. [With a blind movement of her hand.] Oh, Mother![MRS. GWYN half turns away.]Mother--won't you? Let's tell Uncle Tom and go away from him?MRS. GWYN. If you were not, a child, Joy, you wouldn
- 36 [JOY nods. He goes away towards the river. But there is no rest for JOY. The voices of MRS. GWYN and LEVER are heard returning.]JOY. [With a gesture of anger.] Hateful! Hateful![She runs away.][MRS. GWYN and LEVER are seen approaching; they pa.s.s the tre
- 35 MRS. GWYN. [Losing her control.] Can't you SEE? It haunts me? How are we to go on? I must know--I must know!LEVER. I don't see that my coming---- MRS. GWYN. I thought I should have more confidence; I thought I should be able to face it better in
- 34 d.i.c.k. [Quietly.] Let's go on the river, Joy.[JOY rises, and goes to her Mother's chair.]MRS. HOPE. Of course! What rubbish, Tom! As if any one ever invested money without making sure!LEVER. [Ironically.] It seems a little difficult to make su