Cremer. No, zurr. I’d be killin’ meself, if I didn’ feel I must stick it, like yu zaid.
[They stand gazing at each other in the moonlight.]
Strangway. [Very low] I honour you.
Cremer. What’s that? [Then, as Strangway does not answer] I’ll just be walkin’—I won’ be gain’ ’ome to-night. ’Tes the full mune— lucky.
Strangway. [Suddenly] Wait for me at the crossroads, Jack. I’ll come with you. Will you have me, brother?
Strangway. Wait, then.
Cremer. Aye, zurr.
[With his heavy tread Cremer passes on. And Strangway leans against the lintel of the door, looking at the moon, that, quite full and golden, hangs not far above the straight horizon, where the trees stand small, in a row.]
Strangway. [Lifting his hand in the gesture of prayer] God, of the moon and the sun; of joy and beauty, of loneliness and sorrow—give me strength to go on, till I love every living thing!
[He moves away, following
Jack Cremer. The full moon shines;
the owl hoots; and some one is shaking TIBBY’S tambourine.]
(An extravagant play)
PERSONS OF THE PLAY
Lord William Dromondy, M.P.
Lady William Dromondy
old Mrs. Lemmy
the Duke of Exeter
Some anti-sweaters; Some sweated workers; and a crowd
Scene I. The cellar at lord William DROMONDY’S in Park Lane.
Scene II. The room of old Mrs. Lemmy in Bethnal Green.
Scene III. Ante-room of the hall at lord William DROMONDY’S
The Action passes continuously between 8 and 10.30 of a summer evening, some years after the Great War.
Lord William DROMONDY’S mansion in Park Lane. Eight o’clock of the evening. Little Anne Dromondy and the large footman, James, gaunt and grin, discovered in the wine cellar, by light of gas. James, in plush breeches, is selecting wine.
L. Anne: James, are you really James?
James. No, my proper name’s John.
L. Anne. Oh! [A pause] And is Charles’s an improper name too?