Complete Plays of John Galsworthy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,284 pages of information about Complete Plays of John Galsworthy.

Complete Plays of John Galsworthy eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,284 pages of information about Complete Plays of John Galsworthy.

Mrs. Roberts. [Half rising.] He’ll never give in, Mr. Thomas.

Thomas.  You must not be fretting, that is very pat for you.  Look you, there iss hartly any mans for supporting him now, but the engineers and George Rous. [Solemnly.] This strike is no longer Going with Chapel, look you!  I have listened carefully, an’ I have talked with her.

     [Jan blows.]

Sst!  I don’t care what th’ others say, I say that Chapel means us to be stopping the trouple, that is what I make of her; and it is my opinion that this is the fery best thing for all of us.  If it was n’t my opinion, I ton’t say but it is my opinion, look you.

Mrs. Roberts. [Trying to suppress her excitement.] I don’t know what’ll come to Roberts, if you give in.

Thomas.  It iss no disgrace whateffer!  All that a mortal man coult do he hass tone.  It iss against Human Nature he hass gone; fery natural any man may do that; but Chapel has spoken and he must not go against her.

     [Jan imitates the cuckoo.]

Ton’t make that squeaking! [Going to the door.] Here iss my daughter come to sit with you.  A fery goot day, Ma’am—­no fretting —­rememper!

     [Madge comes in and stands at the open door, watching the
     street.]

Madge.  You’ll be late, Father; they’re beginning. [She catches him by the sleeve.] For the love of God, stand up to him, Father—­this time!

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 with her back to Mrs. Roberts, staring at him with
     her head up and her hands behind her.]

Rous. [Who has a fierce distracted look.] Madge!  I’m going to the meeting.

     [Madge, without moving, smiles contemptuously.]

D’ ye hear me?

     [They speak in quick low voices.]

Madge.  I hear!  Go, and kill your own mother, if you must.

[Rous seizes her by both her arms.  She stands rigid, with her head bent back.  He releases her, and he too stands motionless.]

Rous.  I swore to stand by Roberts.  I swore that!  Ye want me to go back on what I’ve sworn.

Madge. [With slow soft mockery.] You are a pretty lover!

Rous.  Madge!

Madge. [Smiling.] I’ve heard that lovers do what their girls ask them—­

     [Jan sounds the cuckoo’s notes]

—­but that’s not true, it seems!

Rous.  You’d make a blackleg of me!

Madge. [With her eyes half-closed.] Do it for me!

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