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.
[A voice calls “Bill!” The press snaps the note-book to, and looks up.  There, where the “communication trench” runs in, stands a tall and elegant woman in the extreme of evening dress.]

[With presence of mind] Lady William?  You’ll find Lord William —­Oh!  Have you a photograph of him?

Lady W. Not on me.

Press. [Eyeing her] Er—­no—­I suppose not—­no.  Excuse me! [He sidles past her and is gone.]

Lady W. [With lifted eyebrows] Bill!

Lord W. [Emerging, dusting his knees] Hallo, Nell!  I was just making sure there wasn’t another bomb.

Lady W. Yes; that’s why I came dawn:  Who was that person?

Lord W. Press.

Lady W. He looked awfully yellow.  I hope you haven’t been giving yourself away.

Lord W. [Dubiously] Well, I don’t know.  They’re like corkscrews.

Lady W. What did he ask you?

Lord W. What didn’t he?

Lady W. Well, what did you tell him?

Lord W. That I’d been baptised—­but he promised not to put it down.

Lady W. Bill, you are absurd.

     [She gives a light tittle laugh.]

Lord W. I don’t remember anything else, except that it was quite natural we should be bombed, don’t you know.

Lady W. Why, what harm have we done?

Lord W. Been born, my dear. [Suddenly serious] I say, Nell, how am
I to tell what this fellow felt when he left that bomb here?

Lady W. Why do you want to?

Lord W. Out there one used to know what one’s men felt.

Lady W. [Staring] My dear boy, I really don’t think you ought to see the Press; it always upsets you.

Lord W. Well!  Why should you and I be going to eat ourselves silly to improve the condition of the sweated, when——­

Lady W. [Calmly] When they’re going to “improve” ours, if we don’t look out.  We’ve got to get in first, Bill.

Lord W. [Gloomily] I know.  It’s all fear.  That’s it!  Here we are, and here we shall stay—­as if there’d never been a war.

Lady W. Well, thank heaven there’s no “front” to a revolution.  You and I can go to glory together this time.  Compact!  Anything that’s on, I’m to abate in.

Lord W. Well, in reason.

Lady W. No, in rhyme, too.

Lord W. I say, your dress!

Lady W. Yes, Poulder tried to stop me, but I wasn’t going to have you blown up without me.

Lord W. You duck.  You do look stunning.  Give us a kiss!

Lady W. [Starting back] Oh, Bill!  Don’t touch me—­your hands!

Lord W. Never mind, my mouth’s clean.

They stand about a yard apart, and banding their faces towards each other, kiss on the lips.

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