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End.or i iolanus 77 Guv Mar.nering 157 Sailor of France .-:;: >i\ Degree; of Crime 317 The Winter'- Tale 7-- Sweetheart, and Wives I5fi li.-ii idvand the Devil rlom l-amilv l.'.'i Life of an Actress . :. or Moorol Si. Id er loll Wedding Day 24(i Masks and i . -land (French's Standard Drama Continued on jdpage of Cover.) SAMUEL FRENCH, 26 West azd Street, Nesv York City. New and Explicit Descriptive Catalogue Mailed Free on Request. THE OPEN GATE AN ORIGINAL DOMESTIC DRAMA IN ONE AGT BY C. HADDON CHAMBERS NEW YORK SAMUEL FRENCH PUBLISHER 84 WEST 220 STREET LONDON SAMUEL FRENCH, LTD. 26 SOUTHAMPTON ST STRAND, LONDON, W. c THE OPEN GATE. Produced at Comedy Theatre, March 25, 1887. CHARACTERS. Aunt Hettie Miss GRACE ARMYTAGB Jessie Miss ELSIE IRVING Uncle John MR. E, GIRARDOT Garth MR. J. BUCKSTONE PERIOD - - - ~ -THE PRESENT THE OPEN GATE. SCENE. Interior of AUNT HETTIE'S cottage, c. to L. ; garden of cottage, c. to R. ; furniture of the room somewhat old- fashioned, conveying the idea of simple, modest comfort; table, c. ; fireplace -with fire burning, L.C. ; door, L.U.E. ; latticed window at back; high-backed armchair, R. of fire- place; door, R.C., opening into garden; the garden en- closed at back, and separated from a country lane by a low hedge or fence, in the c. of which is a gate, open al- most at right angles to the hedge. Upon the curtain rising AUNT HETTIE and JESSIE are discovered in the room; the former is sitting in armchair knitting, the latter is laying the tea things and humming the air, "Early one Morning,"* which she continues to do in the intervals of the opening conversation; matches on man- telpiece; flower for JESSIE. AUNT H. You expect a visitor, then, Jessie? JESSIE. Why, auntie? AUNT H. Three cups. JESSIE. That's only in case of accidents. AUNT H. A heavy hand with the tea. JESSIE. We both like it strong, you know. AUNT H. (looking up with a smile) And those tea- cakes ? JESSIE. You notice everything. AUNT H. (aside) I know the symptoms. JESSIE. There's nothing wrong in tea-cakes. AUNT H. On the contrary, there's something very right in my tea-cakes, at least if Gath Unwin is to be counted a good critic. His appreciation of them is what shall I say? severe. JESSIE, (fixing a tea-cake on a toasting-fork, and going to the fire) Yes, Garth has certainly a vigorous appetite. He says it's in the family. That just reminds me, he may look in presently. AUNT H. Of course. Three cups, extravagance with the tea and hot tea-cakes. JESSIE. Garth isn't our only friend. AUNT H. He's the only one whose appetite interests you particularly. *See J. L. Hatton's Songs of England.. 396928 JESSIE. Auntie, dear, may I ask you a question? AUNT H. A dozen if you like. JESSIE. Do I remind you of yourself years ago? AUNT H. (after a pause) Yes, child. I was extravagant with the tea then, and in the art of toasting tea-cakes an enthusiast. JESSIE. And was was he as appreciative as Garth ? AUNT H. Quite. Garth reminds me of him in many ways. JESSIE. Men think more 'of such things than we do. AUNT H. Perhaps they do. You see, they are differently constituted. JESSIE. Have they more appetite and less feeling, do you think? AUNT H. I haven't sufficient experience of them to say. JESSIE. Tell me, auntie, when a man's appreciation of hot tea-cakes is severe what is it a sign of? AUNT H. That he is hungry, dear. JESSIE. Oh, of course. But can he be deeply in love as well? AUNT H. Really, Jessie, I don't think you always gauge the depth of a man's love by the extent of his appetite. Fortunately you have other evidence. JESSIE. Fortunately I have. JESSIE continues to toast and butter cakes and prepare tea. Enter GARTH and UNCLE JOHN, R.U.E. ^f exterior) ; they stop outside gate. GARTH. Here we are. UNCLE J. Here? GARTH. Yes, this is the cottage. UNCLE J. Your sweetheart lives here? GARTH. She does. Jessie, you must know, is an orphan and lives with her aunt Aunt Hettie we call her; correct name Miss Malver. Aunt Hettie is an old maid, but not of the stereotyped order, believe me. I am prepared to swear that Aunt Hettie is the sweetest old maid under Heaven. UNCLE J. (ivith suppressed emotion) Go on. GARTH. There's nothing more to say, except that this unassuming little cottage is paradise and inhabited by angels. UNCLE J. I am prepared to believe you with a small discount for your enthusiasm. GARTH. You will be enthusiastic when you know Aunt Hettie and my little girl. But as you lived in this part of the country years ago you must surely remember this cottage. UNCLE J. Yes; I have some slight recollection of it. THE OPEN GATE. S GARTH. Now you will change your mind, won't you, and come in with me? (comes through gateway) UNCLE J. Not this evening, Garth. GARTH. Ah, Uncle John, you little know the mercies you are throwing away. You've had no acquaintance with Aunt Hettie's tea-cakes. UNCLE J. Perhaps not. Are they good? GARTH. Pardon me for telling you that although you have been all over the world you don't yet realize that you live. (leans over stump) UNCLE J. So good as that? GARTH. Better, sir ! They're positively scrumptious ! UNCLE J. Then I will keep you from them no longer and from Jessie, and Aunt Aunt Hettie did you say? GARTH. Yes; Hettie. UNCLE J. Aunt Hettie Hettie pretty name! (absently pulling at the gate) GARTH. Hey! What are you doing? Dear, dear! You mustn't do that ! UNCLE J. What? GARTH. Interfere with that gate. UNCLE J. Why? GARTH. That's no ordinary gate let me tell you. It's not to be shut. See! There was a chain here to keep it open ; but it's rusted away and tumbled to pieces. How- ever, I should think the hinges are stiff enough by this time to defy ordinary pressure. (sits on stump) UNCLE J. What's the use of a gate if not to shut? GARTH. I don't know. You must ask Aunt Hettie that. Perhaps she would say "to keep open" ; at any rate she has kept this gate open for twenty years. UNCLE J. For twenty years ! (walks R.) GARTH. Yes. Strange, isn't it? Well, if you really won't come, I must enter paradise alone. Good-bye for the present. (GARTH crosses to door and knocks) UNCLE J. For twenty years! (walks R.) JESSIE. Here's Garth, and one cake still untoasted. Make him do it, auntie. (Exit, R.U.E.) AUNT H. Come in! (GARTH enters the cottage) GARTH. Good evening, Aunt Hettie. I've brought Jessie a book I promised her. AUNT H. You're just in time for tea. Jessie will be back directly. In the meantime you're to toast that cake, she says. GARTH, (business) I obey. I'm getting quite a cham- pion toaster, you know. UNCLE J. (who .has returned to the gate) For twenty years ! Poor old gate, how stiff you mtlst have grown. It's 6 THE OPEN GATE. a long time. Does it not seem so to you? or can you re- member the day when you were last swung on your hinges and shut with a "click"? You're not the only one who has grown stiff, and rusty, and out of date. I'm in the same boat myself. Don't be offended, old friend, and don't deny your infirmities. You and I are on the shelf. Our time has passed. Our day has gone by,. Lights his pipe or cigar. Enter JESSIE, R. AUNT HET- TIE sits at tea-table. JESSIE softly puts her hands over GARTH'S eyes. He takes her hands, draws her down and kisses her. GARTH. Please I've come to tea. JESSIE. Have you brought an appetite? GARTH. Yes; and the poems I promised you. (they sit at table) UNCLE J. "Come in," Garth said, and "come in" the old gate appears to have been saying for twenty years. Ah, but the welcome has been worn out through long waiting. Shall I try? (steps half through the gate; then draws back) No! I have no right. The time has passed. It's no use, old gate. I tell you the time has passed. (Exit, L.) GARTH. I have news. My uncle has come home. JESSIE. Your uncle? I didn't know you possessed such an article. GARTH. Oh, yes. All fellows have uncles, I suppose. This one is on the maternal side, and he's a brick. JESSIE. Don't let the cakes get cold. GARTH. Trust me. (business) AUNT H. That expression a brick is meant to be complimentary, isn't it, Garth? GARTH. Highly so. I have never seen Uncle' John be- fore. (AUNT HETTIE looks up with interest) He's been away from England ever so long. Great traveller, you know. AUNT H. And his name is John? GARTH. Yes. I suppose I'll call him Uncle Jack when I know him better. AUNT H. (quickly) No; please don't. GARTH. Why not, Aunt Hettie? AUNT H. I like plain John better; it's a simple, noble name John. JESSIE. Suppose we compromise the matter and call him Uncle Johnny. oS. H - 1 N. JESSIE. Well, do tell us all about him. THE OPEN GATE. 7 GARTH. I'll tell you all I know. He's middle aged, good looking, a bachelor, and just a little cynical. He calls me a youthful enthusiast. JESSIE. Does he dare? GARTH. He does indeed. However, he comforts me with the assurance that I'll grow wiser as I grow older, and gain sense as I lose sentiment. JESSIE. How good of him. And you call such a person a brick. GARTH. So you'll think him when y u know him. He's delightful company, and between ourselves I believe his cynicism is a snare and a delusion. In my opinion it's only a thin veil for his good nature and his melancholy. JESSIE. I don't believe it; I don't believe it a bit. De- pend upon it he's a cynic. "Gain sense and lose sentiment" indeed! We will have none of him. We don't like cynics do we, auntie? AUNT H. I don't think I've ever met one, dear. Your uncle is melancholy, then? GARTH. It would appear so. I found him this afternoon with the volume of poems I had promised Jessie. Just listen to what he was reading. A beautiful ballad but aw- fully sad. He leaves table and standing with his back to the fire reads: "We severed in autumn early, Ere the earth was torn by the plough; The wheat and the oats and the barley Are ripe for the harvest now. We wandered one misty morning, Ere the hills were dimmed by the rain; Through the flowers those hills adorning, Thou comest not back again." Slight pause. JESSIE looks at AUNT HETTIE, who is evidently distressed. "My heart is heavy and weary," JESSIE. More tea, Garth? GARTH, (with surprise and slight irritation) No, thank you, dear, (reads) : "With the weight of a weary soul." JESSIE, (crossing hastily to him) I said "More tea, Garth ?" GARTH. Yes, dear ; and I said "No, thank you." JESSIE. When I said "More tea," I meant no more poetry. B THE OPEN GATE. GARTH. Did you really? I thought you liked it. (AUNT HETTIE rises') JESSIE. You should have answered, "Yes, please," and closed the book. GARTH. Should I? Then, perhaps, I'd better say it now. "Yes, please, Jessie." (he closes the book. Exit AUNT HETTIE slowly, R.U.E.) JESSIE. Now, perhaps, you're sorry. GARTH. I am, very; though I'm not quite sure what for. JESSIE. You have every reason to be. GARTH. You make me feel quite a criminal. JESSIE. The feeling is a redeeming virtue. GARTH. Dear, dear! you are terrible. Let me sum up my iniquities. I bored you both with poetry; drove Aunt Hettie out of the room, and you into a temper. JESSIE. The worst feature of the case is that you con- tinued to read after I had given you the broadest possible hint to stop. GARTH. Well, uncle is right, after all. I must lose some sentiment and gain some sense. But why does Aunt Hettie (JESSIE places her hand over his mouth) Enter AUNT HETTIE, R.U.E. AUNT H. I'm going to take a turn, Jessie. JESSIE. I'll come with you, auntie. AUNT H. No ; you must stay with Garth. JESSIE. But I'd rather be with you than with Garth. GARTH, (aside) Now I'm getting it. Perhaps, Aunt Hettie (taking up his hat) I'd better JESSIE. Sit down and wait till you're spoken to. (to AUNT HETTIE) There ; I know you don't want me, but I shall come after yon if you stay out long, mind. AUNT HETTIE passes through door, pauses slightly at . gate, and exit, L. GARTH. Now, perhaps, I may venture a question. JESSIE. Certainly not. You're in disgrace. (comes down) GARTH. I know it. I am terribly conscious of the fact. But you will let me speak, won't you? (crosses to JESSIE) JESSIE. The relations between us are strained. GARTH, (passing his arm round her) I'll strain them tighter. Now, do tell me ; how have I upset Aunt Hettie ? JESSIE. By reading that poem. GARTH. But I don't see JESSIE. Of course not. Your moral sense is obscured. GARTH. I know blinded by sentiment. (kisses her) JESSIE. You must try and see through it. GARTH. I can't. It's too vast ! JESSIE. Then I must lead you. Have you ever noticed that Aunt Hettie is beautiful? GARTH. I can remember it if I look away from you for a moment. JESSIE. Don't be foolish, but attend. Have you noticed anything else? GARTH. Let me see now. Yes, of course I have. JESSIE. What? (GARTH takes her hands) GARTH. I have noticed that her niece is JESSIE. We are not talking of her niece. GARTH. You must forgive me. I know I am very stupid, but I really want to learn. Do go on. (she leans against table) JESSIE. Have you noticed that auntie is grey? GARTH. Yes. JESSIE, (quickly) Not so very grey. GARTH. No. Just enough to inspire a tender respect. JESSIE. That's better. You ma improve yet. Now auntie is beautiful and grey and single and sad? GARTH. Yes. Well? JESSIE. Well, Mr. Density, why is she single and sad? GARTH, (reflectively) Well, some women are single be- cause thev are sad, and some are sad because they are single. JESSIE. You are hopelessly stupid. I give you up. GARTH. No. Stay! I begin to see. JESSIE. You surprise me. GARTH. The open gate. JESSIE. Well? GARTH. She loved some fellow years ago. They parted a quarrel, I suppose ; she hoped he might return, and from that day kept the gate open as a mute sign of wel- come. What a sweet idea ! JESSIE. Now, if you had only taken to heart that little history, which has been lying under your very nose ever since you first knew us, you would not have read auntie a poem commencing: "We severed in autumn early." GARTHV Indeed I shouldn't. But perhaps it was in spring. JESSIE. The season is unimportant. The parting's the point. As auntie's guardian I will keep this book out of her way. (takes up book) GARTH. But you will read it yourself. Some of the poems are exquisite. Let me show you the best. jo THE OPEN GATE. JESSIE, (having opened the book, starts, and looks in- tently at it) No, thank you, I can see for myself, (comes down, and reads slowly) "To dear Garth, from his kin- dred spirit, Ada." GARTH, (who is at fire-place, lighting cigarette) Have you found something pretty, dear? JESSIE. Yes. It is pretty. GARTH. Something you like? JESSIE. Yes. Oh, I like it immensely. GARTH. I told you some of them were beautiful. JESSIE. This one is instructive as well. GARTH. Yes, many of them are highly philosophical. Shall I read it to you? JESSIE. No; I'll read it to you. I haven't so much sentiment as you but but I'll do i- j best. GARTH, (aside) How strangely she speaks! JESSIE. I'm g9ing to begin. GARTH. I'm listening. JESSIE, (reads) "To dear Garth, from his kindred spirit, Ada." (pause; they look at each other) GARTH. Well? JESSIE. Who is your your kindred spirit? GARTH. Why you are, darling, of course. (coming towards her) JESSIE. I'm not! How dare you say so? Do you think I would enter into partnership with any other girl ? Must I not be permitted to have any pride because we auntie and I are not so well off as you and your Ada, and only live in a cottage? GARTH. . Now, you are angry without a Just cause. Ada is simply a cousin of mine who lives in Hampshire. JESSIE. And your kindred spirit. GARTH. That is only her quaint way of expressing her- self. But have I not told you of Ada before? (at back of table) JESSIE. No, you have not; and you know it. GARTH, (aside) Then I've been a fool. ... By kindred spirit she only means that we are fond of the same things poetry, and JESSIE. And of each other. GARTH. Certainly not, except as cousins. JESSIE. Oh, yes, you are. And you read poetry to- gether, and talk softly, as you do to me, and and oh, I hate you. (throws book on floor, crosses R.) GARTH, (follows JESSIE) Never, I swear, since I met you. If I'd been wicked enough to deceive you, I'd have been cunning enough to keep that book from you. THE OPEN GATE. it JESSIE, (crosses L.) The most cunning people are apt to make mistakes. GARTH. Jessie, do be reasonable. There is nothing be- tween Ada and me. vVhen you know her you will like her. JESSIE. Oh, I'm sure I shall. I shall love her dearly. But I shall never meet her. I am perfectly indifferent to her and to you. (crosses R. and sits R. with her back to him) GARTH. Jessie, dear, you cannot mean that? JESSIE. I do. Every word of it. GARTH. Then you wish me to go. JESSIE. Yes. (tears up flower which she has had on) GARTH, (takes his hat pause) Very well, I will. (pause) You are a cruel, unjust girl, (pause) Jessie, take back what you have said. JESSIE. Certainly not. GARTH. If I go I shall not come back. JESSIE. Harmless threat! (throws rest of flower away) GARTH quickly opens and passes through door, shut- ting it behind him with a bang. JESSIE turns in her chair and looks at door, apparently startled that he has really gone. Enter AUNT HETTIE, meeting GARTH just inside the gate. AUNT H. You are not going, Garth? GARTH. Indeed I am for good. AUNT HETTIE lays her hand on his shoulder and looks at him keenly. JESSIE, (who has walked to c. of room looking towards door) He has really gone. Well, he'll return to his kin- dred spirit. So he may. Bustles about with an assumption of cheerfulness, moving the tea tray, etc., and humming *ame air as at opening. AUNT H. Something has happened. Tell me. GARTH. Jessie has wronged me most cruelly, and has driven me away. AUNT H. She could not have meant it. She was angry perhaps. GARTH. She had no right to be. My cousin Ada had addressed that volume of poems to me, calling me her kindred spirit, and Jessie accused me of being unfaithful, of loving my cousin and trifling with her. Why, Ada has been engaged to be married for months ! * AUNT H. You must forgive her. She is only a child. GARTH. She's old enough to be very cruel. ia THE OPEN GATE. AUNT H. Hush! Do you know that lovers' quarrels may bring desolate lives? GARTH. This is no ordinary lovers' quarrel. Jessie is indifferent to me. She told me so. AUNT H. I am sure she is not. Garth, do you know my history? (crosses to R.) GARTH. A little of it, Aunt Hettie. AUNT H. One evening, twenty years ago, I was angry, and cruel and unjust as Jessie is now, and for a similar trivial, foolish cause. And a lover wronged as you have been wronged his pride wounded as yours has been wounded, went out of that gate as you would go and and I've waited his coming back in vain. Don't go, dear. GARTH. Aunt Hettie, I must not listen to you. You are an angel of goodness, but you would only humiliate me. She does not trust me, and there can be no true love with- out trust. I must g and be alone (goes through gate) and good night, Aunt Hettie. Exit quickly, R. AUNT HETTIE stands looking after him. JESSIE, having cleared the table, still singing softly, but now somewhat tearfully (the change from assumed cheerfulness being gradual during the foregoing), finishes the air singing the last line distinctly, "How could you treat your poor maiden so," breaking into a sob as exit, R. AUNT H. I must prevent this. Of what good is ex- perience if we cannot use it as a beacon for others, (leans on tree stump) Oh, lovers, could you only know the misery, the heart-weariness, the aching void that may be born of one angry word, of one foolish doubt ! How pa- tient you would be, how watchful over yourselves ; how gentle and forgiving you could only know ! (Enters the cottage), Jessie! Not here. (takes off her hat and sits at window) Enter JESSIE, R., carrying a number of love tokens, etc. She sits on hearth-rug before the fire, not see- ing AUNT HETTIE. JESSIE. I'll burn them all separately when I have looked them over, just to remind me how how bad he is. AUNT H. What can the child be doing? JESSIE, (holding a little bunch of faded violets) Violets ! Yes, I remember. He plucked these for me the day he said he loved me. I wonder which withered first the violets, or his love. There, go into the fire. Holds them towards fire, then draws them back and puts them on her lap. THE OPEN GATE. 13 AUNT H. She'll not burn them. We women never do! JESSIE. His letters ! What a number of them, consider- ing he only lives a quarter of a mile away. I've a mind to keep them to show everybody his bad spelling. He says it's in the family, like his appetite, I suppose; perhaps breaking girls' hearts is in the family, too. However, he shan't break mine, (with an air of bravado) Oh, dear no, Mr. Garth. Here go your letters to the flames. (repeats same action as with violets) AUNT H. She's trying to deceive herself and failing dismally ! JESSIE. He said he would not come back. Well, let him stay away. One would think he was the only eligible youth in the county. Ah, here is- his photograph, (looks at it critically) H'm ! Nothing extraordinary to look at features passable, perhaps; but there's a sort of a nasty deceitful look about them. I had no idea I never realized that he was so ordinary so plain so positively ugly. There, you are only fit to be burnt. (same action as before) AUNT H. What are you doing, dear? JESSIE, (starting) You there, auntie? I'm glad you've come; you will be able to tell him. (plaintively) You see I am burning them all, don't you? AUNT H. No, I haven't noticed it. (moves chair to JESSIE) JESSIE. Well, I'm going to. AUNT H. Why? JESSIE. Because I hate him. AUNT H. No, Jessie, you love him. JESSIE. If I did I should hate myself. Oh, auntie, I am so miserable. (business) AUNT H. (stroking JESSIE'S head) Poor child; you have been very foolish. JESSIE. Have you seen him? AUNT H. Yes ; you must go to him. x JESSIE. Never. He loves his cousin. They are kindred spirits. AUNT H. I am. sure you are wrong. No doubt they were great friends before he met you, but he is engaged to you now, and she to another. JESSIE. His cousin is engaged? AUNT H. Yes; he told me so. JESSIE. Why did he not tell me? AUNT H. Perhaps you were too angry to listen. JESSIE. Yes ; I was angry. Well, I'm a widow now, and going to live with you always. AUNT H. I hope we will never be far apart but 14 THE OPEN GATE. JESSIE. I won't listen to you, auntie. It doesn't become you to argue with me, for I'm your guardian, you know, and I mean to remain your guardian, and watch over you always and always, for you need a lot of care now, don't interrupt, for I'm scolding you a very great deal of care; for although you are always cheerful, you are always sad, and once, auntie, when you thought no one was near, I saw you having a little cry all to yourself. That was selfish of you, dear. You ought to have asked me to come and cry with you. I'd have enjoyed it just as much as you. AUNT H. Have you finished scolding me? JESSIE. Yes ; for the present. AUNT H. Well, now it's my turn to scold you. You have treated Garth and me very badly. JESSIE. You, auntie? AUNT H. Yes. You have quarrelled with your lover, and sent him away without asking my opinion or advice. JESSIE. That was wrong of me. AUNT H. Very. JESSIE. But I was so angry. AUNT H. Of course. You were suspicious and jealous without a just cause, and your happiness might end as mine ended, only that you have what I had not a poor wise old auntie to show you the right way. JESSIE. What must I do? AUNT H. Go to Garth JESSIE. Oh, I'm too proud AUNT H. Stop, dear ! Let me say it for you. Being in the wrong, you're too proud to let the day close with- out seeing Garth and telling him so. JESSIE, (after a pause) Aunt Hettie, I've found you out. You're an angel; and you've laid aside your wings for a while, and, with a little sorrow in your beautiful face, and a little grey in your beautiful hair, just to. make you appear more real, you've come down here to whisper a message of peace. Place your hands on my head so that is an angel's blessing, (rises and kisses her) Yet- that is Aunt Hettie's kiss. Now, I'll get my hat. (goes up stage to door R.) But, auntie, remember in future that angels do not weep. (Exit) AUNT H. (puts chair back; wiping her eyes and taking up her knitting) I don't remember when I felt so happy as I do now. It's the contagion of youth, perhaps. They will be happy this evening, as reconciled lovers always are. I'm never to cry again, Jessie says. Well, I must try and obey. I feel more inclined to sing now. I have not sung for twenty years, and now I suppose that the inclination has come back the voice has gone. I am too old to begin THE OPEN GATE. ' 15 afresh. Yet not so very old. (looks in mirror) Only forty-five. I should look younger but for this grey hair. How thickly they grow one for each week since he went no, more one for each day. Enter JESSIE; the stage gradually grows darker. JESSIE. What shall I say to him, auntie? AUNT H. Say the first thing that comes to your lips. It's sure to be nice, for you have been saying a number of pretty things to me. JESSIE. I meant them all. May I scold him a little as well? AUNT H. What for? JESSIE. I mean a sort of a mild, general scold. It's sure to do him good. AUNT H. Very well after you've made it up. JESSIE. Oh, auntie! I'm afraid you're just a wee little bit worldly after all. Now, good-bye. (they kiss) I shall not be long. (JESSIE goes out of door to garden) Enter UNCLE JOHN, R., meeting JESSIE just outside gate. Exit AUNT HETTIE, R. JESSIE, after looking suspiciously at UNCE JOHN, turns to go back. UNCLE J. You are not going back on my account, I hope. JESSIE. Who are you? UNCLE J. That's rather an abrupt question, isn't it? May not one enjoy the evening air and a cigar without being compelled to proclaim his identity? JESSIE. It depends upon who one is. UNCLE J. Oh, does it? Well, in This case one is a harmless and somewhat elderly man, with a fondness for tobacco and a hallowed affection for that part of the English day known as the gloaming. But have you so much to lose that you are afraid of burglars? JESSIE. I have an auntie. UNCLE J. Happy auntie ! Happy niece ! JESSIE. And I don't care to leave her when there is a strange man hovering about the place. UNCLE J. I give you my word I will not run away with her. JESSIE. I don't know you well enough to accept your word. UNCLE J. How uncomplimentary you are. Perhaps I may pay toll with a piece of valuable information. You will find Garth smoking furious cigarettes at the bottom of his own garden. JESSIE. Ah, I know you now. I suspected you all along. You're the cynic! UNCLE J. Indeed! JESSIE. Yes. And you have plenty of sense but no sentiment. UNCLE J. Really, now I'm much obliged to you. (aside) I shall have to punch Garth's head, (enter AUNT HETTIE with lighted lamp, which she places on table; she then takes her knitting and sits) That's better than being all senti- ment and no sense like you, for instance. JESSIE. But I'm not. UNCLE J. You loved Garth that argued sentiment. You drove him away that argued a want of sense. JESSIE. But I'm going to bring him back. UNCLE J. Oh, then you're gaining a little sense where- with to leaven your sentiment. That's a step in the right direction. JESSIE. Wouldn't it be a step in the right direction if you could gain a little sentiment, wherewith to leaven your sense? Good-bye, uncle Uncle Johnny! (laughs and exit, R.) UNCLE J. Irreverent girl ! (leans over the gate) AUNT H. I feel so nervous to-night. I'll read a little. (takes volume from floor) It will calm me, perhaps. (the light of the rising moon illuminates the exterior) UNCLE J. Old gate, I've come back, you see. Why? I scarcely know. I'm not sure of you I'm not sure of my- self I'm not sure of another. We have all grown so old. We had our loving mercies in the years gone by we did not cherish them as we ought, and now we can only know them as sad memories. . . . And yet, old friend, there is something more than a memory in my heart. It has been with me through all the years. I have heard it above the roll of the ocean, through the din of the city, and it has whispered to me in the solitude of the desert. Is it a lingering ember of the fire that once beamed so brightly? It seems to glow very warmly to-night. AUNT H. This is the poem Garth began to read. How sad it is! (reads) "I am waiting, watching, longing Thou comest not back again." UNCLE J. A woman's faith, a woman's hope, a woman's love ! Mighty trip ! But dead now. Surely these twenty long years have killed them. Cannot you tell me, old gate? (sits on stump inside gate) AUNT H. I must not read such things or think of them. (rises and lays down book) They bring the tears which Jessie has forbidden. Here are the child's love tokens. (puts them together) And my love-tokens? That little " THE OPEN GATE. 17 heap of faded trifles that meant so much and so little. I will look at them to-night. Goes to hand-desk, unlocks it, and takes out a bundle of letters, etc. UNCLE J. (cue "to-night"') No answer, old friend? (he shakes the gate slightly and it moves) Ah, it moves! There's life in its old hinges still. He presses the gate, which suddenly gives way and closes with a noise, shutting him in. Music, "John Anderson my Jo" pianissimo; the harmonium pre- ferred. AUNT H. Ah ! (drops the packet in great agitation) UNCLE J. (with subdued excitement) The gate has answered me. It has shut me in. I cannot draw back now. I must find if it has spoken truth. For good or ill I shall meet her again now. (goes towards door) AUNT H. (L.C., looking at door; in a ivhisper) The gate! Someone has shut the gate. What can it mean? UNCLE J. (at the door) Am I a boy again that my heart beats so? (knocks) AUNT H. Who knocks? UNCLE JOHN opens the door and enters the room one or two paces. UNCLE J. (slight pause; they gaze at each other; aside) The same sweet face, only now in a different setting ! AUNT H. (in a low voice) Who are you? UNCLE J. A friend altered, older, and sadder but still the same friend, I hope. Does not your heart tell you who I am? AUNT H. It tells me something but 1 dare not listen to it. UNCLE J. Listen to it, Hettie. It tells you right. (shuts door) AUNT H. It tells me that you are he for whom I have have waited. But sometimes I dream and now I fear to believe. Speak again! During the following speech she moves towards him, her right hand, stretched forward, gliding along tlie table, as if to support her. UNCLE J. Hettie, I wandered the earth thinking you had ceased to love me, never dreaming that you would wait until I saw the old gate open to-night, and heard how you had kept it so all these years, (takes her in his arms) Now you know I am 'no vision! *8 THE OPEN GATE. AUNT H. (caressing him with her hands, as if to assure herself of his reality) Oh yes, yes ! My faith has come back. UNCLE J. And your love? Not quite dead, dear, is it? AUNT H. John, love cannot die ! UNCLE J. So I, too, have realised. It may live for years in pain and sorrow, fed only with sad remembrance, but it cannot die. AUNT H. But, John, I have grown old and grey. UNCLE J. Hush, dear ! You remind me how much older and greyer I have grown. But I have learned to-night that there is still youth in my heart, a better youth than of old, for it has been chastened by the fire of long suffering. (leads her to fire. Picture. Music ceases) Enter JESSIE and GARTH, R. JESSIE. Now you clearly understand that if you ever again exhibit such an abominable want of patience and for- bearance with me your doom is sealed. GARTH, (with affected humility) Yes, dear, I under- stand. JESSIE. And you are prepared to tell Aunt Hettie how ashamed you are for having lost your temper with me? GARTH. Quite. One kiss of forgiveness only one. AUNT H. Your nephew? How strange! (they kiss) UNCLE J. Is it not? This is a small world, you see. JESSIE, (who walks into gate, thinking it open) Oh ! GARTH. What has happened, dear? JESSIE. The gate is shut ! GARTH. By Jove ! Who has done that ? JESSIE, (excitedly) I know! GARTH. You clever dear Who? JESSIE. You stupid darling Uncle Johnny! GARTH. Uncle John? Why? JESSIE. You say he lived in this neighborhood twenty years ago. GARTH. Well? JESSIE. He went away and only came back to-night. He was loitering about here like a burglar when I came out. Put these facts together. GARTH. Well? JESSIE. Yes, slow-witted youth, it is well, for Aunt Hettie's lost lover and Uncle Johnny are one and the same person. GARTH. I see it now! How jolly! JESSIE, (opening the gate with GARTH'S* assistance and entering the garden) Aunt Hettie, are you there? THE OPEN GATE. 19 AUNT H. They have come, (goes to door and opens it) Yes, dear. GARTH, (who has entered the garden and stands with JESSIE) Uncle John, are you there? UNCLE J. (crossing, and passing his arm around AUNT HETTIE) It seems like it, Garth, doesn't it? & f A " * gate? AUNT H. 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