Complete Project Gutenberg John Galsworthy Works eBook

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Complete Project Gutenberg John Galsworthy Works eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,432 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg John Galsworthy Works.

Joy. [Catching at a straw.] But there’s nothing to argue about.

Dick. [Hastily.] Of course, I believe in morals.

     [They stare solemnly at each other.]

Some men don’t.  But I can’t help seeing marriage is awfully important.

Joy. [Solemnly.] It’s sacred.

Dick.  Yes, I know, but there must be exceptions, Joy.

Joy. [Losing herself a little in the stress of this discussion.]
How can there be exceptions if a thing ’s sacred?

Dick. [Earnestly.] All rules have exceptions; that’s true, you know; it’s a proverb.

Joy.  It can’t be true about marriage—­how can it when——?

Dick. [With intense earnestness.] But look here, Joy, I know a really clever man—­an author.  He says that if marriage is a failure people ought to be perfectly free; it isn’t everybody who believes that marriage is everything.  Of course, I believe it ’s sacred, but if it’s a failure, I do think it seems awful—­don’t you?

Joy.  I don’t know—­yes—­if—­[Suddenly] But it’s my own Mother!

Dick. [Gravely.] I know, of course.  I can’t expect you to see it in your own case like this. [With desperation.] But look here, Joy, this’ll show you!  If a person loves a person, they have to decide, have n’t they?  Well, then, you see, that ’s what your Mother’s done.

Joy.  But that does n’t show me anything!

Dick.  But it does.  The thing is to look at it as if it was n’t yourself.  If it had been you and me in love, Joy, and it was wrong, like them, of course [ruefully] I know you’d have decided right. [Fiercely.] But I swear I should have decided wrong. [Triumphantly.] That ’s why I feel I understand your Mother.

Joy. [Brushing her sleeve across her eyes.] Oh, Dick, you are so sweet—­and—­and—­funny!

Dick. [Sliding his arm about her.] I love you, Joy, that ’s why, and I ’ll love you till you don’t feel it any more.  I will.  I’ll love you all day and every day; you shan’t miss anything, I swear it.  It ’s such a beautiful night—­it ‘s on purpose.  Look’ [joy looks; he looks at her.] But it ’s not so beautiful as you.

Joy. [Bending her head.] You mustn’t.  I don’t know—­what’s coming?

Dick. [Sidling closer.] Are n’t your knees tired, darling?  I—­I can’t get near you properly.

Joy. [With a sob.] Oh!  Dick, you are a funny—­comfort!

Dick.  We’ll stick together, Joy, always; nothing’ll matter then.

     [They struggle to their feet-the waltz sounds louder.]

You’re missing it all!  I can’t bear you to miss the dancing.  It seems so queer!  Couldn’t we?  Just a little turn?

Joy.  No, no?

Dick.  Oh! try!

     [He takes her gently by the waist, she shrinks back.]

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