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 PRE F A C E 
 
 In considering the Drawing- Room Comedy wc 
 ought to discuss first of all the exigencies of the 
 stage on which such Comedy is likcl)' to be played. 
 For it may happen to be a small stage. Very few 
 drawing-rooms, except those whiclj belong to large 
 , houses, are able to provide a stage broad enough 
 for many characters and for strong situations. 
 
 The stage must not be crowded with personages 
 whose movements may be hampered b)' want of 
 space. Again, such a stage may possibly have 
 very little depth, which is another reason for keep- 
 ing the situations as much as possible quiet and 
 free from overmuch movement. 
 
 Next as regards the scenery. It must be con- 
 sidered that while a room, a hall, or a simple out- 
 side view may be easily represented, very little 
 more can be attempted, and as a general rule there 
 must be very little or no change of scener)^ 
 
 W'c have thus arrived at certain definite limita-
 
 VI 
 
 PREFACE 
 
 tions. The actors must not be too many, thus im- 
 peding each other's movements ; therefore the 
 situations must be comparatively simple ; while 
 the scene must be one that is easily indicated. 
 This simplicity docs not necessarily prejudice the 
 effect, as was shown in the case of Sir Henry 
 Irving, then Mr. Irving, who gave The Merchant 
 of Venice at Har\-ard College with nothing but 
 the Shakespearian backing of curtains. The 
 performance was a great success. 
 
 As regards the period, costume is always of the 
 greatest importance in the case of the amateur as 
 in that of the professional. I n the eight plays pre- 
 sented here, three belong to a period before the 
 present century. Of the remaining five, while two 
 must belong to the present time, the other three 
 may, with one or two slight alterations that can 
 be left to the actors, be put into the eighteenth 
 century. 
 
 As regards the plot of a drawing-room play, we 
 venture to think that it should present a story quite 
 clear and intelligible, a story that is capable of 
 grasping and holding an audience, without calling 
 for those deeper emotions which might be out of 
 place in the drawing-room and might possibly prove 
 to be beyond the power of the plajers. We have 
 endeavoured, therefore, to make the dialogue simply
 
 PREFACE vii 
 
 fit for the occasion, relying always on the interest 
 of the story rather than on epigram and so-called 
 ' smartness.' 
 
 We desire especially to dwell upon one point, 
 at first sight small, but really of great importance. 
 It is, that all these plays have been written without 
 reference to this or that particular actor or actress. 
 It is, therefore, not only open to the stage manager, 
 but it will also be easy for him, to alter the 
 dialogue so as to suit members of the company, to 
 write up certain scenes where these members are 
 strong, and to compress others where they may be 
 weak. Thus an actor or actress may thoroughly 
 comprehend the gist of a speech, but may find its 
 phraseology for some reason or other unsuited to 
 his or her method. In this case the stage manager 
 may, without difficulty, alter the words. In the same 
 way a song, a dance, or any additional ' business ' 
 that suggests itself may be introduced, so long as it 
 is not out of keeping with the conduct of the fable. 
 
 In four of these pieces there is introduced a song, 
 or a little snatch of song. In one, at least, of the 
 others, a song might be introduced with advantage. 
 
 The authors of these pieces will be very much 
 gratified if the plays are found on trial to suit the 
 purpose for which they were designed. 
 
 One of them — The 6/>)'— may seem to cross the 
 rule we have laid down, that the plot should not
 
 viii PREFACE 
 
 be ' violent.' It is here inserted in the hop>e that 
 the exception may prove the rule. 
 
 Six out of the eight plays here presented have 
 been published in ' Pearson's Magazine.' The 
 other two have appeared in an American magazine. 
 In some cases the plays were compressed for their 
 serial appearance. They have now been restored 
 to their first form. All the illustrations appeared 
 in ' Pearson.' 
 
 As regards the plots of these plays, two arc 
 derived from short stories already published by 
 one of the authors. The nsl are original. 
 
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 CONTEXTS 
 
 TACK 
 
 The CiiARxi i 
 
 The Voice of Lovi 65 
 
 Peer and IIeirkss . ... 99 
 
 Loved I not IIonoi'r Mori 135 
 
 The Shrinkino Shoe . .171 
 The Gi.ove . . 200 
 The Siy . .226 
 The W'f'- '"'^NFEssiox 252
 
 ILLUSTRATIONS 
 
 TiiK Charm 
 Enter Maroi'IS 
 
 •BRINf. "ACK OUR IlEAUTY : 
 
 •Let me. Madame ia nucMEbbE. kecall one inci 
 
 DENT OK THAT YEAR ' 
 
 •Let us be philosophers' 
 
 The MAR'iUis and Chkvai ier Kneel . 
 
 •Were two men ever so abiskd?' 
 
 DUCHESSE follows, ANCRMY 
 
 'What have I done!' 
 They are old again 
 •She is awakened' 
 • My dear child. 
 vov. the pari 
 •The APPLE blossoms ulkl oi i ' . 
 •What do you think ok it, kair Juliet?' 
 He takes a fiddle and ..oks throu.-.h a few srr. 
 
 WITH HER 
 
 •OH, DADDY, n KRIOHIENS ME-I SHALL NEVER BE 
 
 ABLE TO DO ALL THAT' . 
 • I'RAY KORf.IVE THIS INTRUSION, SIR 
 ' L^X)K AT THIS HORRID POSTER ' • 
 
 Kneels and kisses her hand . 
 Sinks into a chair 
 Peer and Heiress . 
 
 rAGE 
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 1 1 
 
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 iiVNK KAKRV ...UAIIFICATIO 
 
 26 
 32 
 37 
 
 44 
 53 
 61 
 
 63 
 65 
 
 67 
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 73 
 
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 Si 
 
 85 
 91 
 93 
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 ILLUSTRATIONS 
 
 Knter, by the window, Philip Ainslir and James 
 Sevenoke 
 
 She is sitting at the iiano. He stands over hk 
 
 Kisses the paper 
 
 ' Eleanor Ingress ! we have been deceived ! ' . 
 
 'Eleanor a millionaire?' 
 
 *I MUST shake hands, Mr. Sevenoke ' 
 
 'Mamie! Ik it isn't Mamie!* .... 
 
 'Not in the opfn hali , Mr. Sevenoke, ir you 
 please' ... 
 
 « If it pleases my lord . . 
 
 Loved I not Honour More ! . 
 
 'Yes, sleeping like an infant' .... 
 
 'It is very— very serious. Let me look at you ' 
 
 She stops, confused, and turn*; her hfm' 
 
 'Unknown, unrememdered' . . 
 
 i:nter Vigors, answering . . 
 
 ' I-'ORTY thousand POUNDS! OH ! Ir Is. A MIRACLE ' 
 •I AM SORRY FOR Y'""' 1'' ^ v.i • 
 « It is only A NOT I 
 
 'Loved we not ho.nui k .moil: 
 The Shrinking Shoe . 
 'This was the waltz I likkp the ii 
 Puts on slipper with eask . 
 
 Reads aloud 
 
 'See how tarnished and iaued it i^ ! ' . 
 
 The Glove 
 
 He raises her hand and kissf.>> ii . 
 •Here they come— the Colonel and hi^ posse' 
 ' A glove ! A gentleman's glove ! ' 
 « God Save the King ' . 
 
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 DRAMATIS PERSON.E 
 r. ASTON, Marquis dc Montscrrnt. 
 KrkMARD, Chevalier <le Saint Aignan. 
 RaoOT., Vidame <le Chatillon-Cursny. 
 Thk Baron Aloebaran. 
 Colin, Valet. 
 
 IsAliEl.i.E, Trinccssc dc Chalons. 
 Hf.i.f.NE, Duchcssc dc IVrigord. 
 JRANNETIK, Lady's-niaid to the Duchcssc. 
 PLACB-I'aris. Time- Eighlccnlh Century. 
 
 ACT I 
 SCEHE—T/tesa/on o/ t/ie DUCHESSE DE PtRIGORD. 
 Dccoratiou, Louis Quinze style. Portraits on 
 zvalls. A card-table at back. A harpsichord, 
 chairs, and sofa. 
 Colin, in livery, and JEANNETTE, with a duster, 
 discovered. 
 
 COLIN {sighs) 
 How arc \vc this evening, Jcannettc?
 
 2 THE CHARM [act 
 
 JEAN, {sighs) 
 Pretty well. \Vc rang our bell at ten. \Vc 
 called for our tisane at a quarter past. W'c had a 
 little soup and a glass of wine at twelve. \Vc went 
 out to take the air al three. We dined off the 
 wing of a chicken and an omelette. We are now 
 dressing fur the evening. And you, Colin "i 
 
 COLIN 
 We rose at noon, after a cup of chocolate. We 
 were completely dressed by two. We were then 
 wheeled to the Gardens of the Luxembourg. Wc 
 came home, and read a chapter from a Regency 
 novel. What a time, Jeannettc, was the Regency 
 for a young fellow with a leg ! We made a toler- 
 able dinner, and we arc now on our way, in a chair, 
 to the salon of our beloved Duchesse. Here I await 
 the chair's arrival, because old age sometimes suffers 
 from such a forced march and has to be readjusted. 
 
 J KAN. 
 
 What lifelong devotion, Colin ! What a 
 lesson of const.'uic\- to \(iuii<' mm — like yourself! 
 
 COLIN 
 What severity, Jeannette ! What a warning to 
 young women — like yourself!
 
 I] TITK rilARM 3 
 
 JEAN. 
 
 Yet every woman would like sixty years' 
 devotion. 
 
 COLIN 
 
 Sixty-five, you may saj-. Yet what man, at 
 the outset, would dare to go on if he knew that 
 there were sixty-five years of patience before him ? 
 
 JKAN. 
 You young men arc so impatient. 
 
 COLIN 
 I'ortunatcly, young women nowadays are not 
 so cruel. 
 
 J LAN. 
 Sixty-five years of courtship ! 
 
 COLIN 
 Hush, Jeannettc ! Hailluck tocoinit. IVrhaps 
 time has forgotten us. 
 
 JEAN. {s:[i;/'is) 
 Scarcely — for we age daily. 
 
 [ lVi//i slight indication of aged zvalk. 
 
 COLIN (sig/is) 
 Indeed, wc do walk more feebly. 
 
 [ T/iey go through pantomime of aged people 
 meeting, bowing, taking snuff, &rc. 
 
 B 2
 
 4 THE CHARM [act 
 
 JEAN. 
 And, alas ! \vc smile seldom ; except, indeed, 
 with an effort, in the salon 
 
 t-OI.IN 
 Yes, in the salon — there only can we fori^ct 
 the ravages of time. Ah. Jcannctte ! 
 
 JEAN. 
 Ah, Colin ! 
 
 COLIN 
 Vou are distractingly pretty this morning. Do 
 
 you know [Utiles closer. 
 
 JEAN. 
 I'^ic, Colin ! 
 
 COLIN 
 Youth, Jeannette — youth, I say {puts his iinn 
 round her waist) youth is the time for 
 
 JEAN. 
 
 For beginning the devotion of a lifetime, which 
 ma)', perhaps, be rewarded 
 
 COLIN 
 After sixty-five years ? No, Jeannette, it is 
 
 thus and thus 
 
 [ Tries to kiss her. Shi- pushes hivt from her. 
 Door opcus.
 
 j^ THK CHARM 5 
 
 Enter Raoul. Colin runs azuay. 
 
 JEAN, {/lurried/}') 
 Yes, M. Raoul, Madame will be here immedi- 
 ately. I will tell her that you are here. 
 
 KAOU L 
 Do not hurry her, child. So (c/iucks /ler under 
 t/ie c/iin) Colin was imitating the manners of his 
 masters, was he ? 
 
 JKAN. 
 
 To be sure, M. Raoul ; we cannot always be 
 with our bettcr^; without learnin:^ something. 
 
 KAOIL 
 
 And what ii;ivc you learned, Jeanncttc? 
 
 J LAN. 
 
 To reward my lovers, M. Raoul {^edging aiuay), 
 after sixty-five years of .service. {.Exit J EAN. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Ah ! well ! 1 suppose love was different in the 
 days of the Regent. Sixty-five years service I The 
 charming ladies on the walls do not look as if they 
 would demand all that time ; perhaps some were 
 content with forty years, some with twenty, and 
 some with even a week. {Goes round, /oo/ctng at t/ie 
 portraits.) Here is a portrait of the Duchesse her- 
 self A beautiful woman in those days— not quite
 
 6 THE CHARM [act 
 
 in modern taste. But this is the woman who made 
 a slave of my grandfather. The young fellows of 
 that time certainly had their consolations. {Still 
 goes round.) Here is the Princessc in her young 
 days. One might look farther and fare worse. And 
 here are the young bloods -the Regent himself 
 Why, this was the very room where he had many 
 a supper with La Parabcre and the rest And to 
 think that in this very salon the old, old people 
 meet every night to talk over the past and forget 
 the present ! Poor old folk ! They say age comes 
 to all. Perhaps. Meantime, one is young. 
 
 Etitcr the Duel I ESSE, f)// JeaNNETTE'S arm 
 
 {Hastcniug to offer his cvn) Madame, jx^rmit 
 me. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 
 Thanks, Raoul — my son, Raoul, since we have 
 agreed that I may call you by that sweet name. 
 
 R.\OUL 
 Madame, your kindness overpowers mc. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 My own son is — long since— Jeannctte, my 
 snuffbox {takes snuff) — long since — Ha ! — yes — 
 dead. I was vexed, I remember, at the time. You 
 arc singularly like your grandfather, Raoul.
 
 I] THE CHARM 7 
 
 RAOUL 
 You knew him when he was young ; but of 
 course that was long before your time. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 No, boy ; that was in my time. Women have 
 but one time. When that is over they have no 
 other ; and when one is eighty, one can, alack ! 
 no longer be beautiful. 
 
 RAOUI. 
 Madame can never cease to be bt^th beautiful 
 and charming. 
 
 DUCHE.SSE 
 Your manners, Raoul, resemble your grand- 
 father's. You have something of his finished 
 
 style. 
 
 RAOUL 
 I am honoured, Madame, with this approba- 
 tion. 
 
 DUCIIE.SSE 
 
 Enjoy your youth, my son. Lay to heart the 
 admonition of an old woman. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Ah ! never, never old — to her friends. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 Yes {resolutely), eighty-two. Do you hear i* —
 
 8 THE CHARM [act 
 
 eighty-two years old. Jcannette, my snuff-box. 
 
 ^ {Takes S7iiiff.) I was saying Yes, Raoul, enjoy 
 
 your youth. 
 
 RAOUL 
 I do. What else is there to enjoy .-* 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Do not waste it. Make love to the most 
 beautiful women only ; frequent none but the best 
 society ; avoid gambling, duels, orgies, coarse 
 pleasures. Remember that a beautiful old age — a 
 time of serene satisfaction — can only be obtained 
 by the most careful conduct of youth. Ah ! what 
 pleasures we have lost ! What possibilities do the 
 young idly throw away ! Be wise in time, dear 
 Raoul. 
 
 RAOUL 
 I will, dear Madame. Meantime, I am in love 
 with half the ladies of fashion, and only just out 
 of love with the other half I have as yet fought 
 only six duels, and I gamble no more than a 
 gentleman should. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 And do not drink too much wine, dear child. 
 Why, but for his champagne at supper the Regent, 
 the best and most generous of men, might have 
 been living until now.
 
 I] THE CHARM 9 
 
 RAOUL 
 When he would be about a hundred and ten. 
 We might have grown a little tired of Philippe. 
 What a delightful invention is champagne ! 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Your grandfather, Raoul, of sainted — I mean, 
 of course, not sainted — saintliness is only expected 
 of common persons— but of delightful memory, 
 was, like the Regent, inordinately addicted to late 
 suppers and champagne. 
 
 RAOUL 
 And to making love, Madame, I have heard, to 
 the most beautiful woman of his time. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 {In confusion). It was true, my child. She 
 used him barbarously. She can never forgive 
 herself. 
 
 RAOUL 
 She accepts, at least {kncds on one knee), the 
 devotion of the grandson for the love of the grand- 
 father. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Rise, Raoul. Yes, I accept the service of the
 
 lo THE CHARM [act 
 
 boy— for the— ardour {s;'^/is) of the grandsirc. 
 Alas ! at that happy time he was your age, Raoul, 
 and had your face. What a time ! What men ! 
 What manners ! 
 
 COLIN 
 M. le Marquis de Montserrat ! 
 
 Enkr Mak<,)UIS. /A- ts an old uuin, -cho walks 
 icith a catic and leans upon tlu arm of COLIN. 
 Ceremonious salutations. MARQUIS kisses 
 DUCIIESSE's hands. RaOUL bows. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Young man, you arc fortunate. Had the 
 Duchesse been as kind to mc some time ago as she 
 now is to you — I -but {takes snuff)— \q\. us be philo- 
 sophers. 
 
 COLIN 
 M. le Chevalier de Saint-Aignan ! 
 
 Enter the CllLVALIER. lie also is a very old man. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Duchesse, >'our servant. {Bends with difficulty 
 to kiss her hands.) You are — I need not ask — 
 always well and — and — and youthful.
 
 I] 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 
 No, Chevalier {takes snuff), not youthful. 
 
 II 
 
 KN IKR MARQUlb 
 
 COLIN 
 Madame la rrincessc de Chalons. 
 
 [PRINCESSE {an old lady made-up young, and 
 sprightly) kisses DUCIIESSE,^V^5 hand to 
 gentlemen, sits dozen exhausted, and coughs.
 
 12 THK CHARM [ACT 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 And now, Raoul, for your budget of news. 
 
 yriuy all sit rounds while Raoul stands in 
 the middle and talks. 
 K/OUL 
 I have but little. The Due d'Argenson is to 
 inarr)' the daughter of the Marquis dc Carabas. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 W cj kiK>w llr.v N'fiur ncw*^. M Kaoiil. .^ ,% 
 week old. 
 
 RAOUL 
 The jKople arc starving in Auvergnc. 
 
 MARgUIS 
 ( Takes snuJP). The ill-conditioned people of 
 Auvergnc are always star\ing. 
 
 RAOUL 
 The rustics in I'icardy arc in revolt 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Shoot thcin down ! ( lakes snuff.) That is how, 
 in my time, we treated revolt. Shoot and hang. 
 It is the only remedy for the common ixjople. 
 
 KA'JL L 
 
 rhc Court gfHs next week to Versailles.
 
 il THE CHARM 13 
 
 PkiNCEssp: 
 Ah ! the Court interests us so little now. We 
 who can remember think of the old Court — the 
 glories of the Regency. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 There, at least, was no Madame Dubarry. 
 
 rklNCESSK 
 And you have no scandal to tell us ? 
 
 RAOUL 
 None this evening. An Ambassador is expected 
 from China. The King's cooks are collecting 
 birds' nests, in order that he may be entertained 
 with the national dish. 
 
 MAKgUIS 
 
 China is a long way off. 
 
 DUCIIt.^SE 
 Yes ; I prefer to hear of Paris. 
 
 RAOUL 
 It is reported that our fleet has been destroyed 
 by the Knglish off the port of lirest.
 
 14 THE CHARM [act 
 
 CIIKVALIER 
 In my time wc destroyed the English fleets. 
 Ventre St. Gris ! Where arc our captains ? 
 
 M.\RQUIS 
 They were used iiji in the process. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 .And nothing of I'aris? 
 
 RAOUL 
 Nothing. Stay ! There is the Baron Aldc- 
 baran. 
 
 I'kl.N- I- -I 
 Who is the Baron Al-de-ba-ran ? Is it an 
 Italian name .' 
 
 CIIEVALirR 
 You are talking of the quack who promises 
 
 MARQUIS 
 You mean the charlatan who pretends 
 
 DUCIIE.SSE 
 
 What does he promise, Raoul ? 
 
 RAOUL 
 He is a man of middle age, who pretends to be 
 five hundred years old. He told me a great many
 
 I] THE CHARM 15 
 
 anecdotes ; for instance, about my grcat-grcat- 
 grandfathcr, who was Marshal of France and a 
 friend of Henri Quatre. I Ic also says he knows 
 how to cure all diseases, prolong life, and — the 
 usual things. 
 
 DUCIIESSI: 
 This becomes interesting. I 'ray go on, Raoul. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Of course I do not believe a word he says. 
 Still, I have seen him cure a cripple, who carried 
 away his crutches ; and he makes people fall asleep 
 by merely waving his hand — that I have m)self 
 witnessed. 
 
 MAROUIS 
 These imjxjstors apixiar in every generation. 
 One of them, called tho Count Von Nurnberg, 
 was about the Court fifty years ago. 
 
 RAOUL 
 The Baron Aldcbaran savs it was himself. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Another was at Malta sixty years ago. The 
 Grand Master clapped him into prison, and we 
 were going to burn him. Unluckily, he escaped.
 
 i6 THE CHARM [act 
 
 RAOUL 
 Aldcbaran told us the stor)'. lie says he 
 remembers your puttinpj him in prison. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 The I^aron has bewitched you, dear son. We 
 arc, however, too old for these fancies. 
 
 MAR(,)UIS 
 The Duchesse can never be too old. 
 
 Durin ssF 
 Oh, Marquis ! 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 And that is all you have to tell us, M. Raoul ? 
 
 KAOUL 
 
 That is my budget, Madame la Princcssc. 
 
 DUCIIKSSE 
 
 Then, dear son, we will keep you no longer 
 
 from >otir own world. Youth is the time for 
 
 enjoyment. 
 
 TK I NCES.se 
 
 Alas ! yes. There is no other time for happi- 
 ness. 
 
 DUCHLSSK 
 
 Go, then, Raoul ! Make love, laugh, sing. Leave 
 us to our cards — and our memories. [Ext/ Raoul.
 
 I] THE CHARM 17 
 
 PKINCESSt: [absently) 
 Restore wur youth ? If that were possible ! 
 
 [Meantime COLIN arranges card-tables 
 and cards ; places chairs. 
 
 tllFA'AMlK 
 And such a youth iis yours, dear Princessc ! 
 Yet with you beauty is immortal. 
 
 COLIN 
 1 he cards art- hm(!\ . Madame. 
 
 DUcllESSE 
 
 Come, then. 
 
 [They rise. (Gentlemen lead ladies. Stt 
 do'wn. M A R( jU IS deals. They play. 
 
 rKiNct>M: 
 Ah! 1 have made a mistake. Chevalier, 
 
 pardon me. 
 
 DL'CHESSE 
 I have revoked. Partner, 1 am playing shock- 
 
 int^ly. 
 
 TRINCESSE {^holding her cards so tJiat everybody 
 can see them) 
 Restore our youth ! Stran-e if it could, after 
 all, be done.
 
 i8 
 
 THK CHARM 
 
 [act 
 
 DUCIIESSE [letting her cards fall upon the tabic) 
 Bring back our beauty ! My dear, if that w<yc 
 possible ! 
 
 CUKVALIKR 
 W'c waste precious time in idle dnipTjs. 
 I'rinccssc, you show your hand. 
 
 liRtN'r. HACK iiik i,r\riv' 
 
 MAK(JUIS 
 Duchcssc, you have dropped )our cards. 
 
 I'll lil.>>K \^rt:>tti^ , 
 I cannot play to-night. I am agitated.
 
 I] 
 
 THE CHARM 19 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Dear Duchcssc, may I bring you a glass of 
 ^yjnc? [DUCHKSSE shakes her head. 
 
 PKINCESSE 
 We can play no more. Let us sit and talk of 
 old days - the days when wc were young— all 
 
 young together. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 When wc loved and were loved. 
 
 CIIEVALIEK 
 When we made love, and danced, and fought. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 The days of suppers and gallantry, when when 
 —Duchcssc— you remember that evening ? 
 
 [CniA Al.ir.K and Mak<jUIS both rise. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 Twas in this very room. 
 
 [DUCIIESSE aud Marquis walk up stage. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Isabellc, you remember that moming- 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 When I drove >-ou home after supper here. 
 The sun had just risen when >ou made that
 
 20 THK CHARM [act 
 
 impudent declaration. Oh, Bernard ! you looked 
 so handsome. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And you, Isabclle, so bewitching. 
 
 but b ; . ai she loves is at her 
 
 feet .' 
 
 [ TJtr Chevalier anJ Pr i 'v/xW *r/ s/a^r 
 
 DUCHESSE tfm/ MaK'^LI- ii'iK!H^ ,/ u H. 
 
 Our youth ? Oh, dear Marquis ! the young 
 men are not what they were. Where could we 
 find so brave and handsome a man as you were 
 
 then? 
 
 MAR«^UIS 
 Where could wc find so lovely, so brilliant a 
 creature as you were then, Hclcnc? 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 You called me — Hd-lcnc — on that night — before 
 the sup{x:r. Gaston, you made me the happiest of 
 women.
 
 I] THE CHARM 21 
 
 MARQUIS 
 And you, H«5lenc the beautiful, made mc the 
 happiest of men. 
 
 [ The PklNL ESSE sits before tlu spinet and plays. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 \Vc danced — in those days, Gaston — no one so 
 well as you. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Could any nymph move more divinely than 
 you ? 
 
 [Prin'CESse/Atj'j tf ^<ii'c;/A-. The Marquis and 
 DuCHESSE dance part of a minuet, then sit 
 down exhausted. 
 
 marquis 
 Come! come! let us be philosophers. {Takes 
 snuff and shrugs shoulders.) What has been, has 
 been — it cannot come again. We live in the present. 
 Let us enjoy the moment. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Wo cannot make love — we cannot fight — we 
 cannot ride— we cannot dance — wc cannot even 
 drink ! What is there to enjoy .•' 
 
 [PrincessE plays, and sings in a weak, 
 tremulous voice.
 
 22 THE CHARM [act 
 
 I'RIN'CESSE 
 When autumn leaves about the lawns 
 
 And round the trees are driftinj^ high ; 
 When frosty nights bring misty dawns, 
 
 Back to past days, back to past days, our 
 memories fly. 
 
 When summer loads the breath of June, 
 And warm airs lull the lovesick brain, 
 
 And maidens dream through drowsy noon, 
 
 The joys of youth, of vanished youth, come back 
 
 again. 
 
 When April suns light up the hills, 
 
 And young men woo and maidens wait, 
 
 When children wreathe young daffodils, 
 
 Our hopes of spring, of bygone spring, we tcil 
 too late. 
 
 When to and fro the lovers go, 
 
 When damsels hear with blushing cheek, 
 
 When tabors play at close of day, 
 
 Ah ! then of love, of perished love, we sadly 
 speak. 
 
 [ U7tt/€ VKl^CESSKjifiis/us sifi^n^ AldeuarAV 
 cfttcrSy unseen by any of them. He stands 
 in the middle of the room : his dress is 
 black:
 
 1 1 TIIK CHAKM 23 
 
 ALDEHARAN 
 
 Thank you, Princcssc. 
 
 [I'KlN'CKSSi: shrieks ; they all turn roumi. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 Who is this ? What guest have \vc the honour 
 of receiving ? 
 
 ALDEIJARAN 
 
 I am called Aldcbaran. 
 
 I'RINCESSE 
 Vou arc the man who {^^isps) — restores health 
 to the sick — and — and 
 
 ALDF.HARAN 
 I am a man who knows the secret- -><* ---irnrc. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Hah ! Your science — what does it do ? You 
 sit in your laboratory and make discoveries ; mean- 
 time we get old, and in time 
 
 MARiiUIS 
 Let us be philosophers. ( Takes snuj).) Wc 
 exist — we cease to exist ; that is all. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Ah ! Yet, if science could
 
 24 THE CHARM [act 
 
 ALDEUARAN 
 
 Madame, there are no limits to the power of 
 science, believe me — none. Think as much as you 
 please, you can think of nothing that science can- 
 not do. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 These are the usual boasts of the charlatan. 
 Perhaps, M. Aldebaran, you will be so good as to 
 let the Duchcsse know what is your business — if 
 you have any ? 
 
 ALDKliARAN 
 I come here uninvited. I have nothing to gain 
 — nothing to sell. M. le Marquis, you arc, in mind, 
 at least, unchanged since the year 1720, when I last 
 had the pleasure of meeting you. The same in- 
 credulity, the same 
 
 MARQUIS 
 You may add, the same unbelief in persons who 
 call themselves five hundred years old. 
 
 DUCilESSE 
 But, Marquis, if this gentleman can do what he 
 
 promises 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 If he can, by his science, perform these 
 miracles
 
 I] THE CHARM 25 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 Ladies, you do not remember me. Yet, when 
 I saw you last you were young, you were gay, )'ou 
 were worshipped. It was in the year 1720. In that 
 same year that I had a certain altercation with the 
 Marquis, then a fiery young man of fivc-and-twenty. 
 yriic M.\RQUI.s looks closely at him. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 I seem to recollect you. You are surely the 
 same man who then called himself the Count de 
 Nurnbcrg. 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 I (lid. I was then the Count de Xlirnberg, as 
 1 am now the Baron Aldcbaran. 
 
 MAkQUI.S 
 
 And you were then, as you seem to be now, a 
 
 man of forty or fifty. Yet it is sixty years ago. 
 
 Strange ! Well, it matters nothing. Let us be 
 
 philosophers. [ Takes snuff and shrugs shoulders. 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 
 Let me, Madame la Duchcssc, recall one inci- 
 dent of that year. It is known only, I believe, to 
 yourself and to one other person, who has — well — 
 who has ceased to speak. I will, with your per- 
 mission, whisper it in your ear. [ Whispers.
 
 26 Tin: CIIAR.M 
 
 DUCMFSSE {s/irieks) 
 Is this man a wizard ? 
 
 [act 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 
 There was also, Madame la Princcssc, an event 
 which took place in that same year connected with 
 your own histor)' 
 
 * l.BT ME, MADAME I.A OUCHESSE, RECALL ONB IN'CIDBNT OP 
 THAT YEAR.* 
 
 TKINCESSE 
 If it is known only to myself and — and a man 
 who is no more, I would rather not hear it. 
 
 ali»i:i;akan 
 Tcrhaps he is still living. Listen. [Whisptrs.
 
 I] TIIK CHARM 27 
 
 PRIN'CESSE 
 Ah ! he is a wizard ! My dear Chevalier ! 
 {holJs out both hands to him). Then it was you, 
 after all. I knew it. Oh ! could I show my 
 gratitude ! But it is too late— too late ! 
 
 [Aldebakan has ivhispcred ClIKVALIER, who 
 stares in wonder. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Yes, I'rinccsse, it was I who did you that small 
 service. I have been long repaid by your kindness 
 — your friendship 
 
 I'RINCESSE 
 Say, Chevalier, my love, though it is now too 
 late. 
 
 ALDKHAKAN 
 You see, then, that nothing is impossible. If I, 
 who sixty years ago was forty years of age, now 
 am still forty, and no more, why should not things 
 still stranger hapjxjn ? 
 
 DUC HESSE 
 Baron, do not raise false hopes. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 But if he can
 
 28 TIIK CHARM [act 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 
 Ah ! if he can. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Can he ? 
 
 CIIi:VALIER 
 A man, Marquis, who at five hundred looks 
 forty is worth h'stcning to. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 The Count — the Baron— will pardon me for 
 observing that that has yet to be proved. 
 
 [Shrugs shoulders and takes snuff. 
 
 ALDKBARAN 
 Ladies, I divine your thoughts, I know your 
 wishes. You would be once more young, and — 
 permit me the word — once more you would be 
 beautiful, and once more see the train of lovers 
 following at your steps. 
 
 PRINXESSE 
 Duchcsse — Helene — friend of my jouth ! 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Isabelle ! 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 I can make you young. In five minutes, by
 
 j-j THE CHARM 29 
 
 the waving of my hand, I can make the years run 
 backwards— I can restore to you your twenty 
 summers. 
 
 PRINCESSE AND DUCHESSE {catcliifig cach 
 other by the hand) 
 Oh! 
 
 ALDEHAKAN 
 The bloom shall return to your cheeks, the 
 lustre to your eyes, the grace to your shape, the 
 smile to your lips, the young strength and spring 
 to your limbs-you shall be again in the 
 splendour (jf your beauty. 
 
 DUCllESSE AND TKIXCESSE 
 
 Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! 
 
 ALDEHAKAN 
 
 You .shall again have gallant gentlemen- 
 young, handsome, noble— kneeling before you. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Princesse, if this is true, what am I to do ? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Duchesse, after sixty-five years of devotion, am 
 I to see you the prize of another man t
 
 30 THE CHARM [act 
 
 rRIN'CESSE 
 Ah, Bernard ! could I be so ungrateful ? 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Gaston, can I ever forfjct the past ? 
 
 ALDEHARAN 
 
 Be content, gentlemen. These ladies will have 
 the honour themselves of communicating to you 
 the same wonder. They can make you young 
 again, if they please. That is their gift— not 
 mine. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 How — how can they do that ? 
 
 MAk(>UI.S 
 
 Calm yourself, my friend. Let us be philo- 
 sophers. {Tid'ts SHuff.) Nothing can make us 
 young again. 
 
 ALDEHAKAN 
 
 Yes, these ladies, whom you have loved so 
 long, to whom you have devoted the suit and 
 service of a life, they can now repay your affec- 
 tion. 
 
 ALL 
 How ? 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 By returning; your passion. Yes, by bestowing
 
 I] THE CHARM 31 
 
 their affections upon you, by returning your love, 
 they will restore your youth. 
 
 [ The ladies look at each other in delight. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Gaston, I love you already ! Yes, in the pre- 
 sence of my clear Isabelle, before the Chevalier, 
 before this illustrious, this distinguished, this 
 generous stranger, I declare that I love you dearly. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 1 Iclcnc, you arc, as usual, most amiable. Your 
 kindness gratifies and flatters mc. Yet— so far— 
 I feel no younger. \Takcs snuff. 
 
 I'KINCESSE 
 Bernard, before Helcnc and the Marquis I 
 swear that there is no other man in the world whom 
 I love. Yes, by the memory of all your years of 
 patience, by the thought that you have cheered 
 my loneliness, made age tolerable, and beguiled 
 my sorrows, I swear that I love you trul\-, deeply, 
 with all my heart. 
 
 CHEVALIER {kisses her hands) 
 Isabelle, best and kindest of hearts. But I 
 feel— alas !— no younger— as yet no younger.
 
 32 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 [act 
 
 ALDEHAKAN 
 Patience ! These generous ladies were too 
 quick. They spoke before the time in the noble 
 eagerness of their gratitude and love. They must 
 
 'LLl us BE riULOSOPHERS.' 
 
 first be young themselves. Then — then, such 
 words as these will change your eighty-five years, 
 unbelieving Marquis, to twenty-five.
 
 I] THE CHARM 33 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Let US be philosophers. [Takes snuff. 
 
 [Pkincesse sits in old place at harpsichord. 
 Stool shifted a little^ so that she is able to 
 see Aldebaran. He looks from one to 
 the other. They look at each other uneasily. 
 Then they all four look at him. Signs of 
 mesmeric influences. J Then they are all 
 under influence curtain drops. 
 
 ALDEHAKAN 
 DUCHESSE (seated^ I'RINCESSE {at the piano) 
 MARQUIS CHEVALIER 
 
 D
 
 34 THE CHARM [act 
 
 ACT II 
 {Five minutes later) 
 
 Scene — Ail as he/ore. 
 Aldeharan retreating as lie completes the passes. 
 He disappears behind portiere, and all recover life. 
 The ladies are young again. They look about 
 them. They rise. They rush into each other's 
 arms. 
 
 Isabcllc ! 
 Tl.'l.'nr! 
 
 nUCIIESSE 
 
 I'KlNc. ESSE 
 
 1) ecu ESSE 
 I so hoped you wouUl come. It seems an age 
 since wc met. 
 
 I'KINCESSE 
 
 Does it not ! But it makes the meeting all the 
 pleasantcr. What a pretty dress ! And how well 
 you look ! 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 
 Thank vou. dear !
 
 11] THE CHARM 35 
 
 TRINCESSE 
 Do tell mc who is coming ! Will your special 
 adorer be here ? 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 I do not know. He left mc in a luifT. But no 
 doubt he will come to his senses again. A certain 
 Vicomte is to come, and will, of course, devote 
 himself to you all the evening. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 If I allow him to, which I very much doubt. 
 lie is too impetuous. 
 
 [Marquis and Chevalier arc gazing 
 in wonder and admiration, 
 
 C 1 1 E\- A LI ER {impetuously) 
 It is our turn ! Quick ! Quick ! I want to feel 
 once more the bounding pulse of youth. 
 
 MARQULS {more sloiuly) 
 He said — come, let us be philosophers — {takes 
 
 snuff) — he said that a word from them They 
 
 are young again — they are as I remember them 
 
 CHEVALIER {falling on his knees) 
 Isabelle! divine Isabelle ! )ou are indeed once 
 more what you were sixty years ago. Incompar- 
 able woman ! repeat the promise of your love. 
 
 V 2
 
 36 THK CHARM [act 
 
 MARQUIS {falling sloiL'ly on his knees) 
 Hclcnc ! lovely Ilclcnc ! Helenc of Troy! Queen 
 of beauty ! my memory recalls those charms, yet 
 
 ten times as fair as when Oh ! Hclcnc, tell me 
 
 once again that you love me ! 
 
 [ The girls look in amazement. Then they look 
 at each other. Then they laugh, but gently, 
 their faces behind their fans. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 Love you, clear sir? Here is some strange 
 delusion. Love you? Have you mistaken the 
 house? Tell me once aj^ain. Isabcllc, my dear, 
 do you know this old gentleman, who asks mc, 
 leaning on his crutch, to love him ? Sir, why 
 should I love you ? 
 
 MAKOUIS {rising aside) 
 To be sure, why ? I had not thought of that. 
 
 CHEVALIER {rising) 
 You, at least, Isabelle, are true to an old adorer. 
 You love me still ? 
 
 rKIN'CE.S.SE 
 Love you, sir ? Rei>eat the promise of my love ? 
 Are you dreaming } Hclcne, did you ever hear so 
 absuril a request ? I am sure so venerable, so 
 respectable a gentleman as yourself would not, in 
 his right senses, put such a question to a lady the
 
 n] 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 37 
 
 very first time he saw her. Sir, what answer can 
 
 you expect ? 
 
 [DUCHESSE^zw^/PKINCESSEiT'^ Up Stage Jaitgk- 
 ing. Tlu gentlemen look at each other. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 They have thrown us over! Ventre St. 
 Gris ! Could wc believe it possible ? Oh, woman ! 
 
 
 
 TIIK MAK...riS AM) CHF.VAI.IF.R KNEEl. 
 
 woman! after sixty-five years ot courtship! 
 She recovers her youth, and laughs at me because 
 
 I am old. Why. five minutes ago Marquis, 
 
 are we mad ? Arc we dreaming ? 
 M.\KQU1S 
 At my time of life I am not surprised at any- 
 thing, ijrakes snuff.) Ktieeling tries a man with
 
 38 THE CHARM [act 
 sciatica. Yet this is a disappointment which 
 
 Come, Chevalier, be a philosopher. (Offers snuff- 
 box.) After all, women are uncertain. 
 
 CUKVALIER 
 
 I will not endure it. [Walks about 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Then, my dear friend, let mc ask what you 
 propose to do ? 
 
 CHKVALIER 
 I will— I will ! Yet, what can 1 do.' 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Nothing. You sec, Chevalier, \vc have for- 
 gotten, most unfortunately, an imix)rtant, an 
 essential fact. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 That is Oh! who could believe it? 
 
 What fact ? 
 
 MAR«JL'IS 
 How shouUl they remember us? The young 
 have no more memor)* than kittens. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 I will remind her of my long devotion. I will 
 tell her what I have done. I will move her heart 
 b\' the talc of a lifelong love.
 
 II] Tin-: CHARM 39 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 Consult the {^lass, Chevalier. Look at the 
 wrinkles in your face, the stoop in your shoulders, 
 the stoop in your knees. Where is the clastic 
 spring of youth ? Are you, as you were, young and 
 handsome ? Come {snuff-box)^ let us be philo- 
 sophers. [ The ladies come dozen. 
 
 CHEVALIER [to I'RINCESSE) 
 Pardon, Madame. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 Mademoiselle, if you please, Monsieur. 
 
 C 1 1 E\- A I.I ER {disconcerted) 
 I beg pardon, Madame — I mean Mademoiselle. 
 Will you permit me to relate to you a story — a 
 little story } 
 
 I'RINXE.SSE 
 A fairy-story ? 
 
 nucilES.SE 
 A ghost story ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 A story {trngicaily). It is of two most faithful 
 and most unfortunate lovers. 
 
 TRINXESSE 
 Tray proceed — if it is a short story.
 
 40 Till-: (HARM [ACT 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 No ; it is a long one. It is sixty-five years 
 long. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Sixty-five years long? Then, let us wait till 
 we have had our ball. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 It will take less time to tell, I think. Hut, 
 ladies, you do not know my friend. Permit me to 
 introduce to you M. Hernard de Saint-Aignan, 
 Chevalier of Malta. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 I have heard my grandmother speak of you, sir. 
 I am honoured in making your acquaintance. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 Permit me, ladies, in my turn, to present my 
 friend the Marcjuis de Montserrat. 
 
 rRINCESSE 
 M. le Marquis was, I believe, a friend of my 
 grandmother's. Sir, I desire your friendship. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Now, Chevalier, }our story.
 
 II] THE CHARM 41 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Sixty-five years ago two young gentlemen fell 
 in love with two ladies also young. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 This is a most original beginning. Young men 
 fall in love with young ladies ! Pray, sir, what 
 better could they do ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Their love was returned : they became their 
 accepted suitors. Their courtship was continued 
 — for sixty-five years. [Ldi/u's laugh. 
 
 DUCHE.SSE 
 Absurd ! if that is all your stor\-, M. Ic 
 Chevalier. 
 
 CHEVALIER {disconcerted) 
 Well !— that is all the story. 
 
 MAROUIS 
 
 Pardon me, not quite all. The ladies were as 
 much attached to their adorers as they were to their 
 mistresses. Long companionship endeared them 
 to one another. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 
 Pardon mc, M. le Marquis, but our guests will 
 be arrivintr.
 
 42 THE CHARM [act 
 
 MARQUIS 
 One moment more. By some sorcery the 
 ladies at eighty recovered their youth — they be- 
 came twent)- — they scorned the love of their old 
 suitors. Yes, Madame {Jierccly). 
 
 CIIF.VALIEK 
 
 It is too true, Madame (/o ///*• Princesse, 
 fiercely). 
 
 PRINCESSE AM) DUCIIESSK 
 
 Oh ! what terrible old men ! 
 
 MAR<JLMS 
 
 They scorned their love. 
 
 CIIKVALIKR 
 They laughed at their a'^c. 
 
 Thc\' mocked their vous. 
 
 cni:\ ALU.K 
 They pretended to forget the long years of ser- 
 vice. As if they could forget ! 
 
 rklNCESSK 
 I do not understand this story at all. Two old 
 ladies to become young again ! Two old lovers of 
 si.xty-five years' standing ! Why
 
 „] THE CHARM 43 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 
 Isabcllc \Vc must not wait, gentlemen. 
 
 These aged lovers should be treated with tisane. 
 You must allow us to leave you. 
 
 PRINCESS!-: 
 \Vc shall ask for the end of this charming story, 
 most interesting as it is {j'azufis), when we shall 
 have the pleasure of seeing you. 
 
 [Exit Pkincesse and DUCIIESSE. 
 
 Good I leavens, Mar(iuis ! Were two men ever 
 so abused? If it were not for my gout I 
 would 
 
 MAKOUIS 
 
 And I, were it not for my sciatica, I would 
 
 Come, Chevalier, let us be philosophers. {Snuffs.) 
 What could we expect? 
 
 CIIKV.M.IKK 
 
 We have spent our youth. We had no right, 
 though the gift was dangled in our faces, to expect 
 it back again. But this mockery, this barefaced 
 contempt! By Heavens ! it is too much. I will 
 wait. I will watch. If the Princcsse gives the 
 least encouragement to any other man I will— I 
 will
 
 44 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 [act 
 
 MAKgUlS 
 With what hand, my friend, and with what 
 weapon ? The time is gone. The fellow Aldebaran 
 has got some secret. Let us bribe him. Bah ! 
 liic thing is absurd. Come, Chevalier, let us have 
 a game of piquet. 
 
 [CtJLIN lays the tabic ; they sit doivn to play. 
 
 WERE TWO MEN EVER SO AIUSF.D ? 
 
 ClIEVALItR {angrily, throwing doivn cants 
 
 and rising) 
 Did ever man hear the like?
 
 II] THE CHARM 45 
 
 MARQUIS 
 My friend, patience ! The young have no 
 memor}'. What arc our eighty-five years to 
 them ? The young have no mcmor)-. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 To see her in the arms of another 
 
 MARQUIS 
 How should the young love the old ? Once 
 more, my friend, let me remind you that at eighty- 
 five a few of the charms of youth have left us. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 I have lost my Isabellc I The image of that 
 divine woman is shattered. 
 
 MARQUIS {saii/y) 
 Alas I it has taken me sixty-five years to learn 
 the heart of my Hclcnc. Now she is torn from 
 mc. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Let us leave this cursed salon. Let us retreat 
 to our own rooms, where we will rail at women, 
 
 MARQUIS 
 No ; rather let us find out this devil of an Alde- 
 baran, and bribe him— if we can — with all our for- 
 tune, if need be
 
 46 THE CHARM [act 
 
 CHEVALIER {eagerly) 
 To give us back our youth. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 No, Chevalier; that is impossible. To give them 
 back their age. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And to take away their youth. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Why, after all, age is the best time. 
 
 [Chkv.vLIER shakes his head. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Can )outh talk of the past ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 Youth tail Liijoy the present. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 What is the present to the past ? What could 
 youth give us to compare with such talk as wc 
 have had— we four — within these walls ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Yes, this room is full of ghosts— the ghosts of 
 our perished years.
 
 II] THE CHARM 47 
 
 MARQUIS 
 There is no present for us. As for the future 
 {shrugs his shoulders often and takes snuff; 
 
 looks round, and shakes his head). There is 
 certainly the past 
 
 EuU^r Raoul. 
 
 CHEVALIER {roughly) 
 Sir, we arc obh'gcd to you — we arc indeed 
 very much obhged to you. 
 
 RAOUL {bows) 
 May I ask, M. Ic Chcvaher, in what way? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 It is to you, M. Ic Vidamc, that wc owe the 
 appearance of the Baron Aldebaran. We are so 
 much obliged to you that 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 That, upon my word, if I were sixty instead of 
 eighty I would call you out. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Then, sir, I am heartily glad that you arc not 
 sixty. 
 
 >L\RQUIS 
 Your friend, sir, the Baron Aldebaran, has been
 
 48 THE CHARM [act 
 
 here, and has accomplished his work — his infernal 
 work. 
 
 CIIEVALIKK 
 
 He will cool his heels before many days, if I 
 have any influence, in the Hastillc. 
 
 KAOUL 
 Hut what has tb<" 1' imn done? 
 
 MARcjUIS 
 To you it will doubtless seem a trifle. He has 
 restored the ladies to youth, that is all — that 
 is all ! Our old friends have left us. They arc 
 young, but we remain old. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Youth ! — the Duchesse and the Princessc ? 
 You call that a trifle? What is tlic meaning of 
 this? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 A very small thing— to them — bccau.se it only 
 means the beginning over again. Hut to us — why, 
 sir, we have lost the salon where we have sat every 
 day for fifty years ! 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And tlic women to whom we have made love 
 for sixty- five years.
 
 II] THE CHARM 49 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 The most delightful of women. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 The friends of our young days. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 The last of our friends. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 Who could remember everything. 
 
 MAR(^UIS 
 They knew all the stories. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 The best-bred ladies in the world. 
 
 ^L•\RQUIS 
 And the best possible partners at quadrille. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And — and — in fact, the habits of a lifetime are 
 rudely broken up and destroyed. 
 
 RAOUL 
 I am amazed ! Young again .•* 
 
 E
 
 50 THE CHARM [act 
 
 MARQUIS 
 You shall sec. Here they come ! 
 
 Enter DUCHESSE and PriN'CESSE, bearing dominoes, 
 masks, and hoods in their hands. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Permit me, ladies, to present to you my young 
 friend Raoul, Vidame de Chatillon. 
 
 nuciiESSE 
 I have heard my grandmother speak of your 
 ancestors, sir. 
 
 rKINCE.SSE 
 .And mine. A friend of 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Their grandmothers ! The)- are ashamed of 
 their names now. 
 
 .MAR(,)UIS 
 They have forgotten. I low can girls of twenty 
 be grandmothers ? 
 
 KAUL'L 
 
 {Aside to the MarqUI.'^) I do not understand 
 what you mean about youth. These young ladies 
 have been often mentioned to me by the Duchcsse 
 (A/oud) And the Duchcsse, Mademoiselle?
 
 II] THE CHARM 51 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 My dear grandmother is as well as her infirmi- 
 ties and great age will allow. 
 
 CHEVALIER {to MARQUIS) 
 You hear ! She will brazen out anything. 
 
 RAOUL {to the PRIN'CESSE) 
 I last had the pleasure of seeing the Princesse 
 here, Mademoiselle. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 I left her at home over the fire. Dear grand- 
 mamma, she feels the weight of years. 
 
 MARQUIS {to CHEVALIER) 
 You hear ! They are both in a talc. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 M. le Vidame, I hope that we shall be able to 
 persuade you to stay this evening. Our friends 
 will arrive immediatcl}-. [Raoul bows. 
 
 I'RINXESSE 
 If that could be considered an inducement, 
 M. Ic Vidame, I would {sJiyly) offer you my 
 hand for the first dance. 
 
 B 2
 
 52 THE CHARM [act 
 
 RAOUL 
 
 Oh, Mademoiselle ! I am too much honoured. 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 {Aside) She actually throws herself at his head ! 
 {Aloud) M. le Vidame, one must not neglect the 
 friends of one's grandmother. I promise you the 
 next dance ; and you may — yes, you may sit 
 beside me at supper. 
 
 TKINCESSE 
 {Aside) Oh ! this is too bad ! {Aloud) Hclene, 
 you must not keep your friends waiting. 
 
 [DUCIIES.SE ami PkiN'CESSE approach RaoUL, 
 as if to take his hand to go off. The 
 Vri^CESSE reaches hiffi ffrst. Raoul and 
 Princesse exeunt. DUCIIESSE /ollozus, 
 angrily. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 So they are their own granddaughters. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And they are in love with their old lover's 
 grandson. 
 
 MARc^UIS 
 Philosophy brings consolation. {Takes snuffs 
 Otherwise one might lament the degeneracy of the 
 age.
 
 n] 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 In our time, Marquis 
 
 53 
 
 DUCHESSE FOLLOWS, ANGRILY 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Ladies waited to be wooed.
 
 54 THE CHARM [act 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 And kept their lovers waiting. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 Sometimes as long as sixty-five years. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Now — it is incredible !— the women of whom 
 we thought so highly have, within a short 
 half-hour of their change, both openly — I say 
 
 openly 
 
 MAR<,>UIS 
 
 Shamelessly, Chevalier. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Declared almost a passion. Is this the world 
 of the young? We have lived too long. 
 
 MAk«jLI> 
 That I think (takes snuff) would be im- 
 possible. But things for the moment are dis- 
 agreeable. 
 
 Enter Aldeharan 
 
 C II E \' A L I E R ( : 'iolen tly) 
 Vou, sir — you are the cause of all this trouble !
 
 II] THE CHARM 55 
 
 ALDEHARAN 
 What trouble ? I converted two old ladies 
 into two young ladies. Are they not beautiful 
 enough ? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 They are what they were sixty-five years 
 before. 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 They declared their love for )-ou before their 
 transformation — why, then, do you still await your 
 own change ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 Because — it is embarrassing and — humiliating 
 — because, in fact, they forgot the existence of 
 that passion directly they recovered their )-outh. 
 
 ALDEliARAN 
 Ah ! that was bad ; but yet, was it unexpected ? 
 Did you, gentlemen, think to preserve, or to win, 
 the love of young and beautiful women ? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Answer, Chevalier. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 We thought that two gallantgentlemen, although 
 no longer — ahem! — quite young, had so effectually
 
 56 THE CHARM [act 
 
 touched their hearts by lon^j devotion that their 
 image was fixed indelibly. 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 So it was, b\' time. 
 
 CIIKVALIEK 
 
 Then 
 
 ALDEI?ARAN 
 But time flew back, and each year as it dropped 
 from their heads carried with it something of the 
 affection which ihey felt for you. What was left 
 when all the years of devotion were gone? 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Ta-ta. We waste our time in regrets. Can 
 nothing be done, Baron ? 
 
 ALDr.l.AK AN 
 
 Vou, too, would renew your youth, M. le 
 Marquis ? You — a man of the world — a man of 
 experience ! 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Not I, indeed. I have lived. Cure my sciatica 
 and— and one or two other little things, and I envy 
 no man.
 
 II] THE CHARM 57 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 I would have my time over again. Age brings 
 experience, but youth— ah! youth. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 I want nothing but the restoration of things as 
 they were. Baron, can that be done ? 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 What do you ask mc ? These ladies are young 
 ajrain — they enjoy the delirium of beauty, the 
 triumphs of the salon, the troops of lovers. Would 
 you deprive them of these ? 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 But they could not enjoy them— without us. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 He cannot understand, Baron, what forgetful- 
 ness can do. They would enjoy without thinking 
 of us. 
 
 ALDEBARAN 
 
 Yet you would take from them this enjoyment. 
 
 MARQUIS {slowly) 
 Youth is made up of anticipations never 
 realised {takes smiff)—o{ ambitions which never 
 satisfy— of rivalries, especially among women.
 
 58 THE CHARM [act 
 
 which embitter — of disappointments which sadden 
 Would it not be well to spare them these ? 
 
 CHF.VALIER 
 Vcs, let us spare the ladies what wc can. 
 
 MAKgLiS 
 Later on wc have memories {takes snuff) 
 all the disappointments are forgotten — wc remem- 
 ber onl)' the happiness. 
 
 CIir.VAI-IF.K 
 True. They would like to remember the 
 happiness. 
 
 MAK(JUIS 
 To talk of these things in a quiet salon like 
 this, hung with pictures of ourselves when wc were 
 )oung, to enjoy a quiet game of cards— this con- 
 stitutes the greatest happiness of life. 
 
 .\1.1>I r.AKAN 
 \'(iu think so ? Very well. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Therefore let us not be selfish — let us. for these 
 
 dear ladies' sakcs, provide them with the means of 
 being happy. 
 
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 i
 
 II] THE CHARM 59 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 \Vc will not be selfish. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 Since we, their truest friends, cannot be young 
 again, let them, so that we may continue to watch 
 over them, become old once more. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 That will certainly be best for them. 
 
 MARQUIS 
 liaron, give us back the companions of our 
 lives, the dear delightful women who made us so 
 unhappy when we weic young, and so happy when 
 wc became old. 
 
 CHEVALIER 
 
 I would rather be young with them ; but if not, 
 
 then 
 
 MARQUIS 
 
 You will remark, Baron, that we seek nothing 
 
 but the happiness of our mistresses. 
 
 ALDEKARAN 
 Gentlemen, your motives do you the greatest 
 credit. An unselfish wish such as yours, M. Ic 
 Marquis, is rare in this selfish world. It shall be 
 as you desire. 
 
 [ The ladies eonic in logetJier, vinsked.
 
 Go THE CHARM [act 
 
 Enter DUCIIESSE, Princesse, and Raoul 
 
 KAOUL {to DUCIIESSE) 
 I assure you, Madame 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 Oh, Monsieur ! there is no need. Besides, it is 
 
 not to you that I need look for assurance. 
 
 RAOUL {to PRIN'CESSE) 
 Pray, Madame, take no heed. 
 
 TRINCESSE 
 Beh'evc mc, Monsieur, I shall not — neither of 
 you nor of others unworthy my regard. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 
 If you mean that graceful speech for me, 
 
 Madame 
 
 RAOUL 
 Ladies, I entreat. 
 
 TRINCESSE 
 I mean what I say — no more. 
 
 DUCIIESSE {luitli loiv curtsey) 
 Madame ! 
 
 I'KIM l..s>h ^S(in/e busnitss) 
 Madame !
 
 II] 
 
 THE CHARM 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 As for you, Monsieur 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 Yes, Monsieur, as for you 
 
 6i 
 
 HAT HAVE I DONE. 
 
 KAOUL 
 What /uivc I done? 
 
 DUCHESSE 
 Done ! My dear, he asks what he has done. 
 
 PRINCESSE 
 Did one ever hear the Hkc ?
 
 62 THE CHARM [act 
 
 RAOUL {to DUCIIESSE) 
 Madame, it is time for our minuet. 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 I shall dance no more to-nif;ht, Monsieur. 
 
 RAOUL (/(? I'RIN'CESSE) 
 
 Madame, may I have the honour ? 
 
 I'RINCE.SSE 
 
 Monsieur, I am too fatigued. 
 
 RAOUL 
 Cornelius Agrippa or Aldcbaran must have 
 bewitched them ! 
 
 [DUCIIESSE and TriNCESSE turn from each 
 
 other. 
 
 A L D E B A R A N {stcps fonvanf) 
 Fcrniit mc, ladies 
 
 Pardon me, sir 
 
 ALDEHARAN 
 Ah ! }ou do not remember — how should you ? 
 Ma)- 1 ask, however, that you will listen to me for 
 a moment— one moment only ? Allow me. 
 
 {He places them at the card- table and spinet.
 
 II] THE CHARM 
 
 DUCIIESSE 
 I feel as if my head were turning round. 
 
 TKINCESSE 
 The room swims before my eyes. 
 
 TIIKY ARK Ol.n ACAIN 
 
 [T/tej' are placed exactly as at end of Act I. 
 Aldebaran focusses their eyes, makes 
 passes ; same viovement as before of mes- 
 meric influcmc. Aldeijaran steps 
 behind curtain. A feiu mome?its elapse. 
 They start — the dominoes have fallen off. 
 They are old again. PriN'CESSE sings.
 
 64 THE CHARM [act ii. 
 
 I'KINCESSE 
 When April suns light up the hills, 
 
 And young men woo, and maidens wait, 
 When children wreathe fresh daffodils. 
 
 Our hopes of spring, of bygone spring, we tell 
 too late. 
 
 When lovers whisper as they pass, 
 
 When damsels hear with blushing cheek, 
 
 When tabors play for lad and lass, 
 
 Ah ! then of love, of perished love, wc sadly 
 speak. 
 
 CUKTAIN as .MaiojL l> */W ClIEVALIKR advance to 
 ladits, and stoop to kiss tluir hands. Music 
 heard up to the last.
 
 ' SHE IS awakened' 
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 DRAMATIS PERSON.E 
 
 PAUL I'ERIUAL. 
 CI-AUDR FORRESTER. 
 
 LILIAN TRAVERS. 
 JANE (Servant ). 
 
 Morning Room. Tabic luith breakfast laid — neios- 
 papcrs — playbills — over a chair hangs a great 
 poster with red letters. Lilian discovered with 
 a book. While she speaks she walks about the 
 room — sits down — walks about again — ahuays 
 studying the words of the book between her own 
 words. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 I cannot get the words. They dance before 
 my eyes. And I ought to have been word-perfect 
 
 F
 
 66 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 long ago. If I do get them, some of them seem 
 such dreadful nonsense. Why, oh why, did the 
 Professor choose such a part as Juliet for my first 
 appearance ? {Repeating ivoodenly. 
 
 ' Give mc my Romeo, and when he shall die 
 Take him and cut him out in little stars, 
 {Repeats absurdly, ' Cut him out in little stars,') 
 And he will make the face of heaven so fine 
 That all the world will be in love with night. 
 And pay no worship to the garish sun.' 
 
 Now, how is a poor girl to say those words 
 seriously ? The Professor is always telling me 
 that it's the voice of Love. If it is, the voice of 
 Love says very odd things. ' Remember, child,' 
 dear old Daddy continually tells me, ' remember, 
 do remember, that you are Juliet, and that you 
 love Romeo.' Well, what of that ? I love the 
 dear old Daddy, but goodness knows I don't want 
 to cut him out in little stars ! Oh, dear, what 
 curious constellations he would make ! He ought 
 to be down to his breakfast by now, dear old 
 Daddy ! I suppose he was late last night. Now 
 that he no longer acts himself there is nothing he 
 loves so much as seeing other people act. And 
 that is very curious, because he says that nobod}' 
 can act nowadays. 1 wish he had carried his theory 
 into practice with regard to Juliet and poor me.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 ^7 
 
 But he wouldn't — he was as determined as he 
 could be. His old friend Mr. Conyers, the 
 
 MY DEAR CHILD, YOU HAVE EVERY QUALIFICATION FOR 
 THE PART ' 
 
 manager of the Parnassus, wanted a Juliet, and 
 that Juliet I was to be. ' My dear child,' Daddy 
 said, ' you have every qualification for the part,' and
 
 68 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 then he added rather in an Irish fashion, 'and 
 those qualifications you have not got, my dear, I 
 will give you.' Well, if he can make me speak 
 those lines and not seem a fool he will do wonders. 
 {Looking at book again.) No, they puzzle me com- 
 pletely. Suppose I looked at the paper for a 
 change. {Lookiiig through paper.) Last Night in 
 Parliament — The Jericho Mission — Theatre Royal, 
 Parnassus. Oh, dear, shall I never get away from 
 that .^ 'On Wednesday, the i6th of June, this 
 theatre will re-open with a performance of Romeo 
 and Jtdiet. The merits of Mr. Godfrey's Romeo 
 are already known and are sure to command 
 attraction. The interest of the occasion will be 
 enhanced by the appearance of a new actress as 
 Juliet. Miss Lilian Travers is a pupil of Mr. Paul 
 Perigal, who has been her guardian since the death 
 of her parents a few years ago. We hear great 
 things of the debutante's powers. Her master's 
 name alone will ensure for her an indulgent audi- 
 ence.* Indulgent ! Yes, I daresay — especially if 
 I stumble over my train in the ball-room scene. I 
 wish I could forget it. Let me look at something 
 else. This poster with the red letters. {Hoids it 
 tip.) 'Juliet. Miss Lilian Travers.' That's 
 a cheerful sort of thing to look at, isn't it ? Here's 
 another paper. The War in the Soudan. 
 Why, that is where dear old Claude has gone.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 69 
 
 When was it he came to say good-bye to me ? 
 Four years ago in this very month of May — in the 
 orchard at my dear father's parsonage— the apple 
 blossoms were out. Four years ago! I was 
 
 THE APPLE BLOSSOMS WERE OUT' 
 
 fourteen— the very age of Juliet— he had just got 
 his commission, and his regiment was going abroad. 
 I wonder if he has remembered me— I wonder. 
 Well, it is no use thinking or wondering about the 
 old days. {Throzvs down paper miread.) I have
 
 70 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 my way to make, and my part to learn. Let me 
 try my best to please Daddy this morning. 
 
 [ Takes book a7id walks about, repeating 
 lines to herself. 
 
 Perigal, « retired actor, old-fashioned, courtly ; got 
 up with wig and dressing-gown, and juvenile 
 air, but an old man, enters as she recites. 
 
 ' Good father, I beseech you on my knees 
 Hear mc with patience but to speak a word ! ' 
 
 [Seeing him 
 I needn't go on my knees to you, Daddy, need 
 I, to say Good morning ? 
 
 PERIGAL {kissing her) 
 No, no — my dear — no. Hard at work already, 
 I see — good child — good child. We'll have our 
 little rehearsal directly — if, my dear, you are equal 
 to the exertion. It is but three weeks now to the 
 eventful night — and that is not a bit too far off. 
 
 LILIAN 
 No, dear, indeed. I only wish it was farther 
 off still — out of sight altogether 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 My child, my child ! wc must not lose courage.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 71 
 
 Remember we have our duties to Art — yes, and to 
 the British Public, too. We must do our very best 
 to fulfil them. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes, dear, and indeed I will do my best, though 
 I feel my duty to you much more than I do to 
 Art and the British Public put together. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 There are some who will tell you that the two 
 are not always allied ; but take an old actor's word 
 for it that the public is the best critic when all's 
 done. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Then, I hope, Daddy, they'll be kind to me. 
 What did you do with yourself yesterday ? 
 
 PERIGAL 
 I attended tv/o rehearsals in the morning ; I 
 assisted at a matinee, so called because it was given 
 in the afternoon ; I had my modest little dinner at 
 the club, and then, of course, I went on to the new 
 play at the Haymarket. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Was it good ? 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Good ? Yes ; from some points of view. The
 
 72 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 new school of actors possess purpose, ambition, 
 youth, fire, talent — but 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 What does that ominous but mean, Daddy ? 
 
 PERIGAL 
 It means, my dear, that they are wanting in — 
 that they have not precisely caught — that they fail 
 to acquire — that, in short, they arc 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Not of the old school, eh, Daddy ? Isn't that 
 about it ? 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 Well, well, my dear — I daresay you are right. 
 Autres tevips^ autrcs luocurs — I cannot forget their 
 predecessors. Ah — there are few of the vieille 
 garde left now. And if I were put up in ' Richard 
 the Third ' to-morrow 
 
 LILIAN 
 All the town would flock to see }-ou. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 No — child — no. {^Sorrowfully^ Once, per- 
 haps, they might. Once — long ago. But it's no 
 use dwelling on old memories.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 73 
 
 LILIAN {half aside) 
 No, Daddy, it's no use. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 We must deal with the present— we must wel- 
 come genius and talent, even if they take a shape 
 
 '^PViA,^'- 
 
 N 
 
 /,♦ I 
 
 J 
 
 'WHAT DO YOU THINK OF IT, FAIR JULIET? 
 
 new and strange to us. And that, my child, is 
 what I hope from you. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes, I am to blend the old and the new, am I
 
 74 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 not ? To join your experience to my inspiration. 
 (Perigal nods?) Only, so far as I can see, the 
 partnership is incomplete. It wants the inspiration. 
 
 PEriGAL 
 Patience ! patience ! — that will come — meanwhile 
 let us have breakfast. ( Takes poster off the chair and 
 holds it lip.) What do you think of it, fair Juliet .-* 
 
 LILIAN 
 I hate it. Put it out of my sight. 
 
 [Lilian rings — servant brings in dishes^ &c. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Oh, Daddy, I was nearly forgetting. What do 
 you think Jane tells me? A young gentleman called 
 this morning soon after nine, and asked to sec me. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 To see you ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes ; and when he was told I was engaged, he 
 said he would come back, and it didn't matter about 
 his name. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 A young gentleman — already ? My dear, when 
 you have made your success you will have plenty 
 of such impertinent calls from people who dare to
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 75 
 
 call themselves gentlemen, and you may as well be 
 prepared for that. But already ! Before you have 
 even appeared ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 I suppose it is that dreadful paragraph I have 
 just been reading. {Gives him newspaper. 
 
 PERIGAL {runs over paragraph with delight) 
 I suppose it may be so— Paul Perigal's name 
 is not forgotten yet ! But this must be put a stop 
 to at once. {Ringing.) Jane! If the young^^w//^- 
 vtan who was here this morning calls again, show 
 him in to me in my study— you understand. 
 
 JANE {who has entered to bell) 
 Yes, sir. {.Exit Jane. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 I'll soon settle him. Greater impudence I never 
 heard. If he gets to you, my dear, it shall be over 
 my prostrate corpse, through oceans of gore. Don't 
 
 be alarmed. 
 
 LILIAN 
 I'm not a bit. But who can it be ">. I don't 
 know any young gentlemen. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 No, my dear; and when the time comes for 
 more such young gentlemen to call, you will have
 
 je THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 the bulwark of my experience, which has been in 
 such matters peculiar and extensive. Well, well ; 
 now to look at the papers. What have we here ? 
 Matinie — matm/e again — at the Palladium. What 
 paper's this ? — the Da/Zj hitelligence. Ha ! his 
 own play reviewed by himself ! Not usual, I am 
 glad to say, in the English Press. They say 
 Garrick used to write about his own performances. 
 I have never believed it. Garrick was an Actor ! 
 An Actor could not do such a thing. Ha ! Here's 
 something that may interest you. Haven't you a 
 cousin in the army — Claude Forrester? 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Not really a cousin, Daddy — only a connection. 
 But he was my playfellow in my childhood, and 
 we always called each other cousins. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 By gad, child, if he were your cousin you might 
 be proud of him ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 Ah, dear old Claude ! What is it, Daddy } 
 
 PERIGAL {reading) 
 
 ' In my last letter but one I was unable to give 
 
 you the name of the young officer who performed 
 
 the brilliant deed of rescuing, single-handed, a 
 
 wounded man from a party of five Arab assailants
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE ^^ 
 
 under a heavy fire from the Arab Hnes. I now 
 learn that it was Mr. Claude Forrester, of the Life 
 Guards. It is a marvel that Mr. Forrester was not 
 killed instead of being, as I believe he is, invalided 
 home for the present. No doubt in such a matter 
 as this valour will find its just recompense.' 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Dear old Claude ! Fancy his doing that ! But, 
 of course, can we fancy his doing anything else ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Yes — yes — a fine fellow — a very fine fellow — I 
 should like to know him. But now, child, to busi- 
 ness. Everything is arranged for a rehearsal for 
 you two days hence. And I have ordered this 
 poster — that you don't like. It will be stuck up 
 all over London. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Oh, Daddy, don't. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 My child, I don't like it any more than you do ; 
 in my days one line in the bills was enough — 
 Shylock, by Mr. Paul Perigal — but we must move 
 with the times — we must move with the times. 
 And talking of moving, let us see how we are 
 getting on with our steps for the ball-room scene. 
 Now, then, I am Capulet —
 
 78 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 You are welcome gentlemen. Come, musicians, 
 
 play— 
 A hall ! A hall ! Give room ! and foot it, girls. 
 \^He takes a fiddle and goes through a few steps 
 with her. She dances correctly, but with- 
 out animation. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 Yes, child, that will do very nicely — very nicely. 
 And now just a moment, take a last look at the 
 book, and we will go on to the words. {As she sits 
 doiun and takes up book again Perigal continues, 
 aside) Poor child, poor child — what arc we to do ? I 
 am dreadfully afraid about her success, and it means 
 so much to her ! Why didn't I bring her out in 
 comedy instead of Juliet ? Well — because she has 
 everything that the part wants except one little 
 thing — the want of which I did not foresee — passion! 
 A passionless Juliet ! One might as well have a 
 benevolent Mephistopheles — perhaps the new 
 school will give us one some day. Well, we must 
 do what we can. {Aloud) Now, Lilian, let us 
 to business, and remember how much depends on 
 the business. Fame, fortune, boundless adulation 
 will be yours if you will only play this part as I 
 want you to. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 I will do my very best indeed. Daddy. I will
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 79 
 
 try all I can. If I can only imitate you exactly in 
 the passages that puzzle me so much ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Ah ! But that's just it, my darling. Imitation is 
 not acting. Acting must come from a blending of 
 nature and art. 
 
 HE TAKES A FIDDLE AND GOES THROUGH A FEW STEPS 
 WrrH HER 
 
 LILIAN 
 I am very sorry I am so dull, Daddy,
 
 8o THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 PERIGAL 
 You are not dull, you are— well— you are cold. 
 An actress must not be cold. Think what it is 
 to be an actress ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 It is to have your name on posters five feet 
 long. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 That's nothing. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 To have your photograph in all the shop 
 windows. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 That's less than nothing. Let me tell you, child, 
 what an actress is. An actress is a woman who 
 knows all the workings of the heart and can call 
 them up at will to delight, to dazzle, to enthral, to 
 terrify the audience on whose inmost feelings she 
 plays as a violinist plays on his magic strings. She 
 is a perfect picture, but a picture that is always 
 changing, because there is no pause in the tide of 
 human passion. She is a mirror in which her audi- 
 ence see their own images, or rather the images of 
 whattheywouldliketobe. She inspires men to great 
 deeds ; she holds them back from what is mean and 
 base. She makes them weep and laugh at will ; she 
 is greater than the greatest, because, while the great 
 command men's actions, she alone can sway their in-
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 8i 
 
 most thoughts, their unborn wishes, with her all- 
 compeHing voice. Ah! I have seen such acting— 
 once. Try to be like her ; and do not you believe 
 
 • OH, DADDY, IT FRIGHTENS ME-I SHALL NEVER BE 
 ABLE TO DO ALL THAT ' 
 
 them, child, when they tell you that the player's 
 career is but a brilliant bubble, forgotten as soon 
 as its short radiance is gone. No, child, the great 
 
 G
 
 82 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 player's memory is imperishable — it is preserved in 
 material (Bve perennius — more lasting than any 
 metal — for it is written in the human heart. And 
 that, Lilian, is what it is to be an actress. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Oh, Daddy, it frightens me — I shall never be 
 able to do all that. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Nonsense, child, you have it all in you, I know. 
 The difficulty is to dig down to it, or up to it, and 
 that is what I have got to do if I can. Now, let 
 us take Act II. Scene V. This chair is the window 
 — I am Romeo. {Poses himself^ Now remember 
 what the situation is. Juliet is in love — nay, more, 
 she is loved, and she cannot bear to be parted from 
 her lover — there must be passion in every breath. 
 Now try. ' Wilt thou be gone ? ' 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 * Wilt thou be gone ? It is not yet near day : 
 It was the nightingale and not the lark 
 That pierced the fearful hollow of thine car. 
 Nightly she sings in the pomegranate-tree — 
 Believe me, love, it was the nightingale — ' 
 
 pp:rigal {starting witJi impatience) 
 No — no — no ! That'll never do. It's not at 
 all like it. Juliet is in love I Shall I never make
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 83 
 
 you understand what that means ? Try again ; see 
 if you cannot get a little tremor of emotion into 
 
 your speech 
 
 [Lilian repeats first tiuo lines again. 
 
 PERIGAL {jumps about) 
 No — no — worse and worse ! There's no love in 
 a wobbling voice 
 
 LILIAN {huffy) 
 I wish there was no such thing as love in the 
 wobbling world ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Poor child — poor child — forgive me for being 
 impatient. After all, how should you know what 
 the voice of Love means ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Well, Daddy, it's only too clear that I don't 
 How am I to learn ? 
 
 PERIGAL 
 How, indeed ? How can you be taught ? Love, 
 my dear, is extravagant in its words, just because 
 words are too poor to express it — a spendthrift 
 of base coinage. What can I tell you of love ? 
 Love turns a woman into a goddess. How I 
 remember thirty or, by 'r lady, thirty-five years ago
 
 84 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 when love turned a woman into a goddess for me 
 — and the transformation had its ready reason. 
 Who would care for a mere woman when he can 
 worship a goddess ? What a time it was — when 
 one was young enough for the divine exaltation of 
 love ! That is it — only the young who still feel it 
 can explain it. There must be plenty of young 
 fellows who would be glad to expound the mystery 
 to you ! If one could but find one of the right 
 stamp ! If a kindly chance would but drop one 
 from the clouds ! One from the clouds ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Dear old Daddy ! You are actually crying for 
 the moon ! 
 
 [Jane's a7id Forrester's voices heard outside. 
 
 FORRESTER'S voice outside 
 Of course you arc quite right — always obey 
 orders — rule of the Service ; but there are excep- 
 tions — this is one — Mr. Perigal will forgive 
 
 you 
 
 LILIAN 
 What is all this ? 
 
 JANE {opening door) 
 If }'ou please, sir, the young gentleman — he 
 would come in.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 85 
 
 PERIGAL {running to door) 
 He shall come in through my body, then. My 
 sword, Lilian — or the poker ! 
 
 'TRAY FORGIVE THIS INTRUSION, SIR 
 
 CLAUDE (entering) 
 Pray forgive this intrusion, sir ; I am sure you 
 will when Lilian !
 
 86 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 LILIAN {seeing hivi) 
 Claude ! You dear old boy ! Daddy, it's 
 Claude ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 So I gathered from your first remark. May I 
 ask, sir 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Certainly, sir. I am Claude Forrester. I am 
 — or rather was — Miss Travers's kind of a cousin, 
 and I am only just back from foreign service. I 
 discovered from a paragraph in a newspaper that 
 Miss Travers was your ward and pupil. So I 
 ventured to come here. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Oh, Claude, of course you did ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 
 Yes, yes — of course he did. {Aside while 
 Lilian and Claude talk) Of course he did. Now 
 let us see. What if this should be the answer to 
 my wish .-' The young fellow dropped from the 
 clouds! A cousin— and yet no cousin — the very 
 thing. He looks as if he wouldn't make a bad 
 Romeo. The situation is desperate ; suppose I put 
 it to the touch. {Aloud) Mr. Forrester, I am 
 delighted ; I am proud to make your acquaintance.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 87 
 
 I told Lily just now I should like to make it. I 
 have heard of your exploit. It made me proud of 
 you and proud of my country. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 
 Oh ! sir, that was nothing ; I just did my 
 duty 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Oh ! Then I wish people as a rule did their 
 duty one quarter as well. But modesty is a virtue, 
 and not too common a one. {Aside) I like his 
 looks more and more. I will try it. I can see her 
 eyes softening now just as some other eyes once 
 softened. Well — well — that's gone. {Aloud) 
 Lilian ! {She starts and turns round.) We must 
 not neglect our little rehearsal too much — but I 
 have no doubt you and your cousin have much to 
 say to each other ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Oh, yes, Daddy ! 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Very well. I will give some directions about 
 the printing and rejoin you shortly. Mr. Forrester, 
 let me once again shake you by the hand. 
 
 \^Does so. 
 CLAUDE 
 Oh, sir, you make too much of it.
 
 88 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 TERIGAL 
 
 No, no, I don't. I know what to make much 
 of. Trust an old actor for that. (At door, aside) 
 An experiment — an experiment. But I'll wager 
 it will succeed, and then so will my pupil ! [Exit. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Lily ! Is it possible that four years should 
 make such a difference ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 What difference, Claude ? You knew me 
 directly. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Of course I did. But four years ago you were 
 a little fairy of a child. And now what arc you, 
 Lily ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Just what I was then, Claude. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 
 No, you are glorified — you have grown into a 
 woman, and a beautiful one 
 
 LILIAN 
 Don't flatter, Claude ; you never used to. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 There is no flattery in
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 89 
 
 LILIAN 
 Now, no nonsense, Claude, Were you badly 
 wounded in that dreadful — that splendid fight? 
 
 CLAUDE 
 No, Lily, not badly — that is, the doctors 
 wouldn't let me stay there, and certainly the voyage 
 has made a new man of me. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Poor Claude ! To be so brave and to suffer so 
 much, for I know you did, I can see the traces of 
 it still. Hut you are well now ? 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Yes, Lily, better than I have ever been before. 
 Ikit tell me about yourself? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Well ! you know Mr. Perigal, one of my father's 
 oldest friends, is my guardian and tutor. Poor 
 papa could leave me but very little money, and 
 Mr. Perigal is not rich. So I had to decide on 
 making my own way somehow, and Mr. Perigal is 
 teaching me to act. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 To act !
 
 90 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Why, you must have known that from the 
 paper ! 
 
 CLAUDE 
 
 Yes, but it still seems so strange ! My little 
 cousin turning into a great actress ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 No, Claude, I don't think I shall ever be that. 
 I know I have some turn for it, but— but I don't 
 like the idea. The notion of that sea of faces 
 looking at me, criticising one's every word ; one's 
 every posture, one's face, one's voice becoming 
 public property — it frightens mc and hurts me — 
 but I don't like to tell Daddy so. And oh ! Look 
 at this horrid poster. [Holds it up. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Poor little Lily ! Do you remember when we 
 parted ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes, Claude — I remember. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 
 The apple blossoms were out. We stood 
 
 beneath the great tree in the orchard. Your hair 
 
 was flying in the breeze. Your eyes were soft — 
 
 they were always the softest, sweetest eyes in the
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 91 
 
 world. I kissed you good-bye, and you promised 
 you would not forget me. Lily, have you kept 
 that promise ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes, Claude, I have. 
 
 'LOOK AT THIS HORRID POSTER* 
 
 CLAUDE 
 And I vowed — do you remember, Lily, what I 
 vowed ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 I don't know, Claude. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Lily, you must remember. I vowed — I vowed
 
 92 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 that I should think of you ever and aye, whatever 
 befell me. I vowed that I would come back to you 
 as soon as Fate would let me, and that when I 
 came back, I should ask you if you cared for me 
 still. 
 
 LILIAN 
 Ah ! As if I had forgotten ! 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Let me bring it back to your memory again. 
 Lily, since then I have been in many strange 
 places of the world, seen many strange and beauti- 
 ful and dreadful sights — been many a time at close 
 touch with death. But in all that time, not a day 
 has passed that I have not thought of you, thought 
 of our parting, looked forward to our meeting. 
 See, here are the photograph and the lock of hair 
 you gave me. Every day in all that time I have 
 kissed them both. Lily, by the memory of the 
 weary hours that have been solaced by the thought 
 of you, by the memory of the child I loved, tell 
 me if — if 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 If what, Claude ? 
 
 CLAUDE 
 If you love me as I love you. No, you cannot
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 93 
 
 do that. For to me, this love is as a sudden bright- 
 ness that lights up all the past, and may turn the 
 future to splendour. Lily ! For four years I have 
 
 KNEELS AND KISSES HER HAND 
 
 dreamed of this meeting, but only now do I know 
 how much it seems to me, how much depends 
 upon your answer. Do you understand me, Lily ?
 
 94 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes — I understand— I sec it all now ! 
 
 CLACDE 
 You sec, then, that I love you, that there is no 
 other woman in the world for me but you — that 
 you are my heart — my life. Do you see that ? 
 
 [Knec/s and kisses her hand. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 I see one thing clearly. Daddy has reproached 
 me often in his lessons with having no heart. I 
 have none ! Do not shrink from me. It is because 
 I have given it all to you— had given it all to you 
 long ago, and never knew it till now. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 My darling ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 My hero! my love! Ah! I believe I could 
 act Juliet now. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Is there any need now? {Takes up poster^ 
 Let me tear it up. 
 
 LILIAN 
 No, no. It will serve to recall man)- things.
 
 THE VOICE OF LOVE 95 
 
 CLAUDE 
 But you will not act now ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 To act what has come to me as a revelation ? 
 Oh ! no, no, Claude ! I should hate to do it. 
 Daddy has told me what an actress is : a great and 
 a good woman if she uses her divine gift rightly. 
 But an actress must be ready to assume to others 
 what she feels only for one. And I could not do it. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 My darling, you must not. You will not mind 
 sharing a soldier's life, Lily ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 I should not mind sharing any life with you. 
 But I must think of poor Daddy ; he will be so 
 disappointed at losing his pet pupil. How can I 
 soften the blow to him ? 
 
 CLAUDE 
 How, indeed ? H'm— stop— I have an idea. 
 Soldier officers are expected to have ideas in these 
 days of examinations. Didn't you say just now 
 that you felt as if you understood Juliet at last ? 
 
 LILIAN 
 Yes, Claude, I did.
 
 96 THE VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Then — stop ! Here comes Mr. Perigal — follow 
 my notion. 
 
 Enter Perigal 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Young people, you have had your talk, and I 
 hope it has been a pleasant one. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Very pleasant, thank you, sir. 
 
 TERICAL 
 Well, talk is talk and business is business; we 
 must get to business again. {Aside) The experi- 
 ment has succeeded, the girl looks transformed. 
 {Aloud) Don't go, Mr. Forrester, you may help 
 us with your advice {aside) and— ahem!— example. 
 
 CLAUDE 
 Miss Travers was telling me, sir, that she felt 
 very nervous about the part — I have ventured to 
 give her some encouragement. 1 think )'ou will 
 find she is less nervous now. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 Ah ! just as 1 hoped, just as I hoped ! Now, 
 Lilian, we will take, if you please, the speech that
 
 TIIK VOICE OF LOVl-: 97 
 
 always puzzled you so much, 'Give mc my Romeo ' 
 —eh? 
 
 LILIAN {looking at CLAUDE) 
 ' Give mc my Romeo : and, when he shall die, 
 Take him and cut him out in little stars, 
 And he will make the face of heaven so fine 
 That all the world will be in love with night 
 And pay no worship to the garish sun.' 
 
 I'EKKiAL 
 Brava ! — brava ! The true touch at last. I always 
 said the girl was an actress. Mr. Forrester, I am 
 greatly obliged to you. Lilian, what a triumph 
 your appearance will be on the i6th ! 
 
 LILIAN 
 Daddy — that triumph can never be -you must 
 find another Juliet. There arc plenty of them. 
 
 I'KKKJAL 
 \Vh> — what? 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 You see. Daddy, Claude taught me. And now 
 that I have learnt it, I have learnt .something else 
 too YTakcs Claude's hand. 
 
 PERIGAL 
 What's that ? What's that ? 
 
 H
 
 qS 
 
 TIIK VOICE OF LOVE 
 
 CLAUDE 
 I return you the poster, sir. It will not be 
 wanted. 
 
 LILIAN 
 
 Xo. It will not be wanted. 
 
 PERICiAL 
 .\nd I've spoiled it all ! Oh ! Lilian— Juliet- 
 Juliet — Lilian! She is awakened. She knows the 
 voice of Love ! Oh ! what a loss ! what a loss ! 
 
 [S/ni's into a chair, and buries his face 
 in his hands.
 
 v^^m^. 
 
 DRAMATIS PKRSON.K 
 
 Pilii.iP AiNsi.iE, Kellow and Lecturer, Christ's College, 
 
 Cambridge. 
 
 James Sevenoke, Country Gtnlleman. 
 
 Eleanor Ingress! . . c u i t u 
 
 J. American SchoKl rcachers. 
 Mamie Li.r.oon / 
 
 ACT I 
 
 Eveniug. Draiciug-roovi of Dcrivctitwatcr Hotel. 
 French windoivs to the grou7id Viciu of lake 
 through the zuitido'ivs, ivhich open on a Imvn. 
 Door on K. 
 
 Eleanor and Mamie discovered. Eleanor siv 
 ting li'itli Iter hands crossed, looking at the lake. 
 Mamie at ivindow. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Our last evening, dear. To-morrow that hateful 
 Liverpool. Then the transit, and then
 
 lOO PFKR AND ITF.IRESS [act 
 
 KLEANOR 
 Then to work again — the schoolroom and the 
 children. Well, Mamie, we've had a lovely 
 holiday ; there can never, never, ne\ cr happen 
 such another. 
 
 MAM IK 
 
 I shall remember London as a kind of mirage. 
 We saw many people — interesting and otherwise — 
 but we never got to know them. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Too many people. But Chester ! Ah ! 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Chester ! Ah ! that was splendid. And the 
 cathedrals ! Oh ! 
 
 ELEANOR 
 And the castles! Oh ! 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Oh ! They were delightful. And the Lakes ! 
 
 Oh ! the last fortnight at the Lakes ! Oh ! shall 
 
 we ever, ever, ever forget Grasmcre, and Llewellyn, 
 
 and Rydal Water ? \_C/as/>s her hands. 
 
 ELEANOR {sighs) 
 Impossible.
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS loi 
 
 MAMIE 
 And {stealing across the room, and bending over 
 Eleanor) shall we ever, ever, ever forget what 
 made that fortnight so delightful ? (ELEANOR is 
 silent.) Did ever two simple American girls have 
 such an adventure before ? To make the acquaint- 
 ance of two young men — and such young men — 
 and to go about with them 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Mamie, dear, don't say ' go about ' with them. 
 It so happened that their route fell in with ours. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Yes, dear, that is exactly what I meant. Their 
 route fell in with ours. Very strange it was. Mr, 
 Scvenoke often remarked upon the curious co- 
 incidence. Come now, Eleanor, shall we readily 
 forget these — strangers ? 
 
 ELEANOR {rises and walks to the piano) 
 I don't want to forget them. {Sits down and 
 plays. Mamie goes to zuindow and looks out. 
 1*1 LEA NOR drops her face in her hands. Springs to 
 her feet ; brushes away the tears.) Why should 
 we ? I don't want ever to forget them, Mamie. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Why should we forget them?
 
 I02 
 
 PEER AXU HEIRESS 
 
 [act 
 
 ELEANOR 
 
 Yet we are but simple, casual acquaintances. 
 Only it has been a great happiness to learn what 
 a pleasant creature an English gentleman may be 
 
 ENTER, r.Y INK WINDOW, I'lIUn' AINSI.IK AND 
 JAMES SEVENOKE
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS 103 
 
 MAMIE 
 Yes, a great happiness. And now it is all over. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Yes, it is all over. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 They won't desert us on our very last evening 
 will they ? Ah ! no ! it would be too unkind. 
 
 Enter Waitiir idtJi tray 
 The gentlemen ordered coffee in here. 
 
 :mamie {with dignity) 
 Thank you. {Exit W'aukk. What did I tell 
 you ? 
 
 Enter, by the u'indcnc, rilll.iP AiNSLIE dud 
 James Sevenoke in morning dress. 
 
 MAMIE (q^ers coffec^ 
 Will you have coffee, Nelly ? Mr. Sevenoke, 
 coffee ? Mr. Ainslie? 
 
 [AlNSLlE^tr//;/^.?. I/'^7'/.r^« Eleanor. Takes 
 her cnp and puts it back in tray. He 
 stands beside her in the tvindow, and they 
 talk earnestly. James Sevenoke and 
 Mamie go doivn stage.
 
 104 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 JAMES 
 Is it possible, Miss Elgood, that you arc really 
 going to leave us to-morrow. 
 
 MAMIE 
 It is not only possible, Mr. Sevcnoke, it is quite 
 certain. We have secured our cabin, and we have 
 to start at four o'clock to-morrow afternoon. This 
 day week we shall be back again in New York. 
 
 [Sig/is. 
 JAME.S 
 ^'()U take back with you, Miss Mamie, I hope, 
 some pleasant remembrances ? 
 
 MAM 1 1. 
 Oh ! yes. 
 
 JAME.S 
 
 You will lake wilh )()U, loo, a broken heart. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Really ! 
 
 JAMES 
 Oh ! don't look surprised. Mine has gone into 
 little bit.s. I wish you'd stick them together again. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Shall I thank you, Mr. Sevenoke, for the present 
 of a worthless article .' W h}', I believe you once
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS 
 
 105 
 
 told me that you were engaged to— what was her 
 name ? Hadn't you better ask her about the 
 sticking together? 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Ah ! but if I were fiot engaged, 
 
 MAMIE 
 I/! Such virtue— or is it the other thing?— in 
 that if. 
 
 JAMES 
 Ah! if. 
 
 MAMIE 
 But as things arc we will just go on being 
 friends, and I shall carry away, not the snippets oi 
 a heart, but the recollection of a time that has been 
 very pleasant. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Very pleasant. 
 
 MAM 11: 
 I sui)pose because the Lake country is so 
 lovely. 
 
 JAMES 
 I have felt myself the strange beauty of the 
 country. That alone, of course, has made the last 
 fortnight the most delightful to me I have ever 
 known. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Shall you tell \-our fiancee how much you 
 enjoyed the— beauty of the country }
 
 io6 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 JAMES 
 
 My faticce ! I had to get engaged to her — my 
 father was her guardian, and — well — I don't know 
 
 if 
 
 MAM IK 
 
 Yes — I quite understand. And now no more 
 nonsense. Shall we go out on the lawn ? 
 
 jAMKS 
 If we nui.->t. {Sighs. 
 
 MAMIE 
 ^\nd see the sun set over the water? It will be 
 much better than talking about hearts and snippets 
 — won't it ? 
 
 [ 7/uy go up stage and leave the room by the 
 ivindoiv. By this time I'-LEANOR and 
 I'll I LI I', zvho have been talking earnestly , 
 have left the tvindoiv, and she is sitting at 
 the piano. He stands over her. 
 
 riiiLii' 
 The days have gone like a dream. 
 
 ELEANOR {repeats) 
 Like a dream. 
 
 riiiLii' 
 It seems impossible that I have been in lake- 
 land—with you — a whole fortnight.
 
 n 
 
 PEER AND HEIRESS 
 
 107 
 
 ELEANOR 
 It is a charming country, Mr. Ainslic. I shall 
 never forget the lakes and the mountains. There 
 
 SHE IS SliTlNG AT 1 IIK IIA.NO. HE SIANDS OVER HER 
 
 arc lakes and mountains in our own country much 
 bigger, but not so lovely.
 
 io8 PEKR AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 riiiLii' 
 Will you remember sometimes, Miss Ingress, 
 your companions in this place? 
 
 ELEANOR 
 I shall always remember — both of you, Mr. 
 Ainslie. 
 
 IMIILIl' 
 I wish I could have shown }ou Cambridge and 
 — if you would care to see them— my rooms. 
 
 ELK A NOR 
 I should like to see Cambridge. 
 
 riiiLir 
 Vou know that I am a lecturer in my college. 
 It is not a way of life that brings riches— but it 
 brings a sufficiency -if I could only show )ou 
 Cambridge and m\- place in it. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Alas! Mr. .Ainslie, it is impossible. 
 
 rillLIl' 
 Oh ! but soon - next year. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 I do not suppose that 1 shall ever again get 
 over here.
 
 I] TEER AND HEIRESS 109 
 
 PHILIP 
 Never again ? Oh ! But the journey is so very 
 short — it is nothing. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 If it is nothing, Mr. AinsHc, \vh)' do you not 
 cross the ocean to see— the States ? 
 
 PHILIP {eagerly) 
 Yes, yes. Tell me where I can find you — give 
 me an address. Let mc write to you, Miss 
 
 Ingress — let me {He sees MAMIE and James 
 
 outside, and stands up.) You will give me your 
 address, Miss Ingress? 
 
 ELEANOR 
 I will write it for you. ( They cross the room to 
 the table, where there are wi'ititig materials. She 
 sits down and takes pen and paper ^ There, Mr. 
 Ainslie, a letter to this address will always be 
 forwarded to me. And now, if you please, I will 
 get my hat, and we will go out into the garden 
 with the others. \^Exit. 
 
 PHILIP {left alone) 
 I must speak to her this very night. I will not 
 wait to write — I will make her mine before she 
 leaves the countr}'. {Kisses the pape?:) She is a
 
 I lO 
 
 PKKR AND HICIRKSS 
 
 [act 
 
 queen ! She is a goddess ! {Goes to windoiv 
 meets JAMKS and Mam IK coming back.) 
 
 KISSES THE PAPER 
 
 MAM IF. 
 Where is Eleanor, Mr. Ainslie ?
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS iii 
 
 riiiLip 
 She has gone for my hat, I beh'cve — I mean for 
 a pair of gloves. [Exi/ PiiiLiP into the garden. 
 
 MAMIE 
 I will go for my hat, too. It is getting chilly 
 
 outside. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Miss Elgood. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Mr. Sevenoke. 
 
 JAMES 
 Don't you think. Miss Elgood, that it would be 
 a kindness to let these two go out in the boat by 
 themselves ? W'c can watch the sunset effect from 
 the shore, you know. With a cigarette, perhaps. 
 
 MAMIE 
 If you promise to talk no more nonsense about 
 broken hearts. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Well, I promise. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Because you see, Mr. Sevenoke, if you were 
 serious I should be a very wicked person to listen 
 to a man already engaged. And, honestly, hearts 
 are not things to chaff about. 
 
 JAMES 
 I obey, because I must. I will do it with a
 
 112 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 good grace, and only ask if there is anything I 
 could do for you to make these too fleeting hours 
 flit pleasantly ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 Thank you very much, Mr. Sevenoke. If you 
 could give us your society and Mr. Ainslie's for 
 another week or two it would be pleasant. But 
 you can't. We like you both very much. {Offers 
 hi)H Iter Iiand.) Now, in good camaraderie, no 
 more about hearts. ( They shake hands.) W'c are 
 
 brother and sister. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Ah ! no ! I'm hanged if we are. 
 MAMIE 
 
 Well- cousins ? 
 
 JAME.S 
 
 Very — very distant ones. But look here. Miss 
 Elgood, I do so want to do something for you 
 before we — part. Oh ! it's an absurd thing for a 
 poor English country squire to say to an American 
 millionaire — but >'ou know what I mean. 
 
 MAMIE 
 We are not all millionaires in America, Mr. 
 Sevenoke -at least, I am not. {Aside) Now I'll 
 just try him. {Aloud) Of course, poor Eleanor 
 is, but she can't help it. You wouldn't think so to 
 look at her— a millionaire.
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS 113 
 
 JAMES 
 On the contrary, I suspected it from the begin- 
 ning, because she's such good form. What is it? 
 Silver mines ? Corners in cotton ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 Nitrate of petroleum, or something. The 
 dollars come rolling in faster than anybody can 
 count them — a thousand a minute, I believe. 
 
 JAMES 
 Oh ! {Aside) What will Ainslie say ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 Yes. No end to the dollars. Don't tell Mr. 
 Ainslie. {Aside) But he is sure to tell him ! 
 
 JAMES 
 I won't. A millionaire ! Well, I'm sorry. I 
 hoped for better things. Yet it is something to 
 have spent a fortnight in company with a 
 millionaire. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Oh ! that's nothing. We think very little of 
 millionaires. Now, Mr. Sevenoke, if you could 
 only show me a real live lord ! 
 
 JAMES 
 A real live lord ? W'hy ?
 
 114 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Well, you see, we expected to see them stand- 
 ing about at railway stations, and the people going 
 on their knees to them, and we haven't seen one, 
 except now and again afar off. 
 
 JAMES 
 {Aside) 1 will just try her. {Aloud) Not seen 
 one close ? Oh ! but [mysteriously whispers) don't 
 you know? (Poin/s to V WW '^,iv ho is outside the 
 ivindoiu.) Of course, I w; :i not to tell you— but 
 — well — Philip Ainslie, y(')U know. Vou arc going 
 away to-morrow 
 
 MAMIE 
 Mr. Ainslie ? What abc-ut him .' 
 
 j.\Mi:s 
 Wh}', he is a real li^c 
 He is the Right Honour ^ E 
 
 Viscount Cader Idri."^. a 'I't to tell anybodv.. 
 Ainslie is only his family na. '*^ ^'^'i 1"''^ 
 
 MAMIE 
 A real — live— lord ! Oh! Is he really? A 
 prodigal, profligate, abandoned, steeped-in-wicked- 
 ncss lord ?
 
 PEER AND HEIRESS 
 
 1 1 
 
 JAMES 
 All noble lords are profligates except Philip. 
 He isn't. He is the one exception. Hush ! Don't 
 tell anyone. Here is Miss Ingress 
 
 \^He goes up stage and stajids at the luindow 
 looking out. 
 
 am so 
 
 room, 
 
 more. It was a plccv''^/^/ 
 
 dream 
 
 'I' ' 
 
 -,w> i' 
 
 ' ELEANOR INGRESS ! WE HAVE KEEN DECEIVED ! 
 
 MAMIE {catches Eleanor by the arm, and drags 
 her to the front. 
 Well ! Well ! Eleanor Ingress ! we have been 
 deceived !
 
 I [6 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 ELEANOR 
 How, dear ? Who has deceived us ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 We must never — never — never trust an Enghsh- 
 man again. Mr. Ainslie has deceived us ! 
 
 ELEANOR 
 ]\Ir. Ainslie ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 He isn't Mister at all. He is the Right 
 Honourable Philip, Earl of Carleon, Viscount Cader 
 Idris, and Baron Barmouth ! There ! 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Nonsense ! Who told \ou ? 
 
 >L\MIE 
 Mr. Sevenoke. I wasn't to tell anybody. 
 And so I've told you, but don't you hand it on. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 
 Oh ! Mamie ! And I thought — Mamie ! he 
 does not know who and what we are. We have 
 perhaps deceived him.
 
 I] PEER AND HEIRESS 117 
 
 MAMIE 
 He must be told that wo arc two school teachers 
 taking a holiday. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Fortunately, we go away to-morrow. Oh ! 
 Mamie dear, I'm so sorry. Is the other man a 
 noble lord too ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 No, he's only a gentleman. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Mamie ! It must be the most miserable thing 
 — the most soul -destroying thing — to be a noble 
 lord, to have all this respect paid to you for no- 
 thing — for nothing at all. Oh ! I am so sorry — I 
 am so sorry for Mr. Ainslie. Let us go to our own 
 room, Mamie. I cannot go out with him any 
 more. It was a pleasant dream — while it was a 
 dream. 
 
 MAMIE 
 An Earl and a Viscount and a Baron ! Oh, 
 Nell ! the double — triple— the sextuple duplicity 
 of the man ! \Exeu7it girls. 
 
 JAMES {looks in) 
 Where are they ? Gone out by the other door
 
 lis IMCKR AND IIIURESS [act 
 
 (Coincs doivu stage) I suppose Mamie has told 
 her. I wonder how she'll take it. 
 
 /: ;//<•;■ I'lIILIP 
 Where are the t;irls, Jem ? 
 
 lAMF.S 
 I don't know. Thought thc)' were in the 
 garden with you. Come here, old man, I've got 
 something to tell you. (Pi 1 1 1. 1 r comes down stage.) 
 Look here, Miss Ingress — you rather like Miss 
 Ingress, don't )'ou ? 
 
 I'Hii.ii' 
 Rather ! Well, yes — yes — I do, as )'ou say— I 
 do I rather like her. Vcs. 
 
 J AMKS 
 What do you think she is ? Mamie has just told 
 mo. 
 
 I'lill.IP 
 A gentlewoman of the United States. What 
 better could she be? 
 
 JAMES 
 That, of course. She is also, old chap, a 
 millionaire — as rich as the\' make 'em — rolling 
 and swimmintJ in dollars
 
 I] 
 
 pi:kr and heiress 
 
 niiLiP 
 A millionaire? Eleanor a millionaire? 
 
 119 
 
 TAMES '.nods his head) 
 Alillion- -millionaire— millionissima- three de- 
 grees of comparison in millions.
 
 I20 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 PHILIP 
 A millionaire ! She must think that I wanted her 
 money. What a horrible thing — what a miserable 
 thin<T--it must be to be so rich as to receive all 
 this respect for nothing — just nothing at all of one's 
 own doing ! I am very sorry. {Takes the address 
 she had given him.) I am very sorry indeed — for 
 Miss Ingress. {Tears up the paper.) There's an 
 end, Jem. It was a pleasant dream — while it was 
 a dream. 
 
 Enter the tzuo girls — zvitJiout their hats. Ma.mIE 
 remains Jiear the door. JAIMES walks up stage 
 as if to Joiti her. She puts up her hand — he 
 remains standing still. ELEANOR walks over 
 to Philip, who gloomily keeps his eyes fixed on 
 the floor. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 We have come to say good-bye, Mr. Ainslie — 
 I suppose I may continue to call you by that name. 
 There can be no question of any letters to me, if 
 you please. It is always best, don't you think, to 
 let the whole truth appear at once? However, 
 perhaps you meant kindly — so — good-bye, Mr. 
 Ainslie. 
 
 JAMES {gives her his hand) 
 Good-bye, Miss Ingress. Had I known earlier 
 —had things been explained
 
 I] 
 
 PEER AND HEIRESS 
 
 121 
 
 ELEANOR 
 And had I known earlier. But, thank you for 
 your kindness to two insignificant American girls 
 — and again — farewell! {Bows and retires^ Come, 
 Mamie. 
 
 ' I MUST SHAKE HANDS, MR. SEVENOKE ' 
 
 MAMIE 
 I must shake hands, Mr. Sevenoke. And oh, I 
 rt7« so sorry! Oh, why did you tell me? Why? 
 Why ? [Bursts into tears and exit.
 
 122 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 PHILIP 
 Jem — why did you tell me ? Why ? 
 
 JAMES 
 Look here, old chap ! I've never been in an 
 earthquake — but 
 
 CUKTAIN as they look blankly at each other.
 
 II] PEER AND HEIRESS 12; 
 
 ACT II 
 
 TJie hall of the Cliftonvillc Hotel facing the Falls 
 of Niagara. Visitois at hotel sit ajid pass to 
 and fro. Hotel clerk is zvriting a letter. 
 
 (If there is a difficulty as to scenery, screens at 
 the back will serve.) 
 
 MAMIE {comes on sketch-book in hand) 
 So I have done a ^^ood afternoon's work sitting 
 on that stand and painting. Oh ! how the water 
 raced at my feet, tearing along for the grand leap 
 of two hundred feet. (BLACK WAITER brings her a 
 letter^ Thank you. (^Sits down on chair in front, 
 opens letter}) That's right, Nell will come for tea 
 at five, after school. Poor dear Nell ! {Opens 
 sketch-book.) This was my English sketch-book 
 last year. Here they are— the drawings I made 
 in Lakeland. This is Jem Sevenoke. Poor old 
 Jem — they called him Jem — with his heart in 
 tatters and engaged all the time to another girl. 
 Wicked, inconstant Jem ! I am ashamed of Jem,
 
 124 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 They called him Jem. He'd got such an honest 
 face. Yet it wasn't unpleasant. Heigho ! 1 some- 
 times wish— heigho ! — and here is the Right Hon- 
 ourable the Earl, and the Most Honourable the 
 Viscount, and the Great Honourable the Earon, all 
 three rolled in one. Wretch ! You spoilt it all. 
 As if a girl with Eleanor's spirit could bear to 
 think of aiming at a coronet. Not but what a 
 coronet would suit her. And such a proper }'oung 
 man too — a lecturer in Greek he said he was — in 
 Greek ! As if any noble lord ever knew Greek ! 
 Oh! but it was a lovely time. {Turns over the 
 leaves and sighs.) Here's Derwentwater ! Here's 
 the hotel where we said good-bye — a very sad and 
 stupid good-bye it was. Those poor boys — they 
 had been deceivers — yes, one could not forgive that 
 — but they looked just too wretched and miserable 
 for words. I sometimes wish — {sighs again). I've 
 looked in the papers, but I have never found any 
 mention of the noble lord. I suppose he is pur- 
 suing his profligate career in obscurity. Yet he 
 did not look it. I declare he looked just what an 
 honest, hardworking, truthful young man should 
 look — that and nothing more. And there's Jem — 
 they called him Jem. Oh well ! it's no use. We 
 shall never set eyes upon either of them an}' more. 
 Yet — as to Nell — it's my belief she thinks about 
 him still.
 
 II] PEER AND HEIRESS 125 
 
 VOICE {outside) 
 Here we are ! What a splendid view ! Take 
 the things in, will you ? You go on to look at the 
 Falls, old man, I'll join you directly. 
 
 MAMIE {Jumps) 
 Why — why — why — that's his voice — that's 
 Jem Sevenoke's voice. I should know that voice 
 anywhere. Oh! Heavens! Jem Sevenoke ! We 
 shall see him again ! Jem ! Oh ! But I suppose 
 he's got his wife with him — the girl he didn't care 
 about. He must be taking his honeymoon in the 
 States. 
 
 [James ejiters carrying a handbag, NEGRO 
 comes after with portmanteaux, &c. He 
 goes to hotel clerk and converses about 
 rooms. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Good Gracious ! He seems alone. Yet he 
 was talking to some one. He said ' Old man.' I 
 wonder if an Englishman on his honeymoon gener- 
 ally calls his bride ' Old man ' } They're very un- 
 like us. It's quite possible. This decides me never, 
 never, never to marry an Englishman. Nobody 
 shall ever call me ' Old man.' 
 
 [James concludes his business, and, turning, 
 meets Mamie.
 
 126 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 MAMIE 
 Mr. Sevcnokc ! 
 
 JAMES 
 Mamie ! If it isn't Mamie ! I mean Miss 
 Elgood. Who on earth would have expected 
 
 MAMIE 
 Who would have expected to meet Mr. Seven- 
 oke ? You are on }'our hone)'mooii, Mr. Sevenoke ? 
 Is it your wife you have left behind in the carriage? 
 
 JAMES 
 My wife ! I haven't got a wife ! 
 
 MAMIE 
 But — you told me — you said -that you were 
 engaged. 
 
 JAMES 
 So I was. But }-ou sec in this case the expected 
 — at least I expected it — happened ; the young 
 lady discovered that she wanted somebody else — 
 and, well, that's all. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Oh yes. Of course, that's all. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 That is— it's all of that- all of that. Why, is
 
 n] 
 
 PEER AND HEIRESS 127 
 
 there, if one may ask, any — has there -has there 
 — arrived any — is there anything ? 
 
 MAMIE ! IF IT ISN'I MAMIE ! ' 
 
 MAMIE 
 I don't know in the least what you mean, Mr.
 
 128 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 Sevenokc, but — I should say — I believe — I rather 
 imagine — that there is nothing. 
 
 JAMES {takes her hand and presses it) 
 Then this is, I do hope, the most providential, 
 accidental, coincidental meeting that ever was 
 known. 
 
 MA.MIE {sJioivs liiin sketch-book) 
 There — you see— is my old sketch-book. 
 There is the hotel where we had to say good-bye 
 — such a dismal good-bye — all through your 
 wicked deception. As soon as we found out, of 
 course, there was an end. Did you suppose that 
 Eleanor was the girl to go angling for a coronet ? 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Well, if that was all 
 
 MAMIE 
 Well, but it wasn't all. If he really cares about 
 her he would have come after her, lord or no lord. 
 
 JAMES 
 He couldn't. She gave him her address, but 
 he tore it up when he learnt the news. You don't 
 suppose that Ainslie was the kind of man to run 
 after a millionairess ?
 
 II] PEER AND HEIRESS 129 
 
 MAMIE 
 Millionairess ? Nell Ingress a millionairess ? 
 
 JAMES 
 
 You told me so yourself, 
 
 MAMIE 
 Oh ! so I did. I quite forgot it. So I did. 
 But were you so stupid as to believe me ? 
 
 JAMES 
 
 I don't believe everything, but I believed _;'^?/. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Nelly a millionairess ! Why, she teaches 
 school — she's got a school here. She is coming to 
 have tea with me directly. Oh, I was only joking ! 
 But, of course, a noble lord would not stoop to an 
 American schoolmarm. 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Well, if you come to that, Ainslie is not a noble 
 lord. 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Not a lord ? But you said he was. 
 
 JAMES 
 So I did. I quite forgot it. So I did. But I
 
 I30 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 didn't think you'd believe it. Of course, he isn't 
 anything so disgraceful. I believe you think it 
 disgraceful 
 
 MAMIE 
 Mr. Sevenoke, there's been a very serious mis- 
 understanding, and it's our faults — our two faults, 
 mind. Only you and me to blame. How shall I 
 ever forgive myself? 
 
 JAMES 
 Well, Mamie, just to punish me, you shall 
 devote the short remainder of your da)'s to making 
 me understand the full heinousness of that fault. 
 Lifelong repentance will be a lively thing to con- 
 template. [ Takes her hand. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Not in the open hall, Mr. Sevenoke, if you 
 please. But let me sec — Nelly is coming here — 
 why, here she is ! {Runs to i/ieet her.) Nell ! Nell ! 
 guess who is here ! Mr. Sevenoke — you remember 
 Mr. Sevenoke, dear ? Here he is ! Why, we 
 never thought to set eyes upon him again ! Nelly, 
 say you're glad to see him. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 How do you do, Mr. Sevenoke ? I am very 
 glad to meet you again. Is your friend Mr. — I 
 mean Lord Carleon — quite well ?
 
 II] PEER AND HEIRESS 131 
 
 JAMES 
 
 Miss Ingress, there has been a great mistake 
 — a very foolish thing it was — we have only just 
 
 ' NOT IN THE OPEN HALL, MR. SEVENOKE, IF YOU PLEASE ' 
 
 found it out. You thought Philip Ainslie was a 
 peer. He isn't. He is plain Philip Ainslie, the 
 son of a country clergyman^ nothing more, believe 
 
 K 2
 
 132 PEER AND HEIRESS [act 
 
 me, except Fellow and Lecturer at Christ's, Cam- 
 bridge. I told Miss Elgood so, just to mystify her 
 a little. I never dreamed of the mischief it would 
 
 cause. 
 
 MAMIE 
 Yes, dear, and Mr. Ainslie thought you were a 
 millionairess. It was my doing, dear, and I never 
 thought of the mischief it would cause. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 Thought me an heiress — a millionairess ? Oh ! 
 but how could he ? 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 I told Mr. Scvcnoke so. Oh ! I never thought 
 he would take it so seriously. 
 
 JAMES 
 Fortunately, here comes Philip himself Say 
 you forgive us, Miss Ingress. 
 
 [Philip couics down surprised. 
 
 ELEANOR 
 It seems, Mr. Ainslie, that we parted with 
 some misunderstanding. I thought you were a 
 peer. 
 
 >L\MIE 
 
 Misunderstanding on both sides, Mr. Ainslie. 
 You thought Eleanor was a millionaire.
 
 n] 
 
 PEER AND HEIRESS 
 
 133 
 
 PHILIP 
 I — well — I was told so. 
 
 ' IF IT PLEASES MY LORD '
 
 134 PEER AND HEIRESS [act ii 
 
 MAMIE 
 
 Well — she isn't, then. She's just a plain school 
 teacher. Mr. Sevenoke — Jem — they call you Jem, 
 you know — will you come and have tea ? 
 
 [ They go up stage. 
 
 PHILIP {after a pause, moves a step nearer. 
 
 Eleanor stands zvith folded hands and bozued 
 
 head. PHILIP holds out his hand) 
 
 Miss Ingress — Eleanor — shall we take up our 
 conversation where we broke it off — heiress and 
 millionairess of every best gift that the world has 
 to offer .-* 
 
 ELEANOR 
 
 If it pleases my lord. 
 
 CURTAIN.
 
 DRAMATIS TERSON/E 
 
 HAROLD ANQUETIL (Dramatist. Owner of a ruined 
 
 sugar estate in the island of Palmista) . . Aged 25. 
 
 DR. WALFORD (General Practitioner) .... Aged 45. 
 
 MR. THOMAS VIGORS (Financier) .... Aged 36. 
 
 EDITH ALGAR (Harold Amjuetil's fiancee, a nurse) . Aged 22. 
 
 BOY MESSENGER. 
 
 Harold is dressed in a brown velveteen jacket, 
 witJiout waistcoat, silk scarf round waist, slip- 
 pers. He is pale and iveak. Edith is dressed 
 as a nurse, with lo7ig ivhite apron. Dr. Wal- 
 FORD is in ordinary morning outdoor dress. Mr. 
 Thomas Vigors wears a profusion of jeivelry 
 and a fur overcoat. 
 
 Scene — A poorly furnished room in a lodging-house 
 on the second floor. An easy chair with pillozv 
 before the fire. A Jwrse-liair sofa — a table with
 
 136 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 papers — a chiffonier zuith tea-pot and tea-cups 
 upon it. A kettle on fire — an empty book-case. 
 Two doors — a bedroom door and a door to the 
 stairs. TIME — Afternoon. 
 
 EDITH {tidying the roovi) 
 My patient asleep at last, after his restless night. 
 {Opens door and looks in, leaving it open). Yes, 
 sleeping like an infant. He is certainly better, and 
 so I shall soon have to tell him what I have done. 
 Every single thing pawned : his clothes, his watch, 
 his books — nothing left. What will he say when 
 I do tell him ? And — will it throw back his re- 
 covery ? Or — will he indeed recover ? It is a 
 terrible thing to nurse your own lover. I would 
 not trust him to strange hands — no — no— {rises and 
 ivalks about) ; and yet — and yet — to sit by his bed- 
 side night and day ; to watch the light of life 
 flickering ; to feel that any moment may extinguish 
 it, and to keep all this pain and anxiety to oneself ! 
 If even now Harold should die ! Harold ! My 
 Harold ! Oh ! no— no — no ! And now there is 
 no money, and I know not where to turn for more. 
 Harold has no friends that I know of Nobody 
 can be more friendless than a colonist newly arrived 
 in London. His estate produces nothing I know. 
 Not one single friend has he in all London, except 
 me. Well, he must go back to his native island
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 137 
 
 again. The Doctor says that the one chance is a 
 return to that warm air of the West Indies. 
 
 'YES, SLEEPING LIKE AN INFANT' 
 
 Sound of steps outside, as on a carpet less stair. 
 Knock at door. E titer Dr. Walford. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 What a day ! Snow and a black north-easter. 
 How's your patient, nurse ?
 
 138 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 EDITH 
 He is asleep. He had a bad night. Now he 
 has slept for five hours. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 
 Good. No return of fever ? Good. ( Warms 
 his hands at the Jire.) But, no doubt, still very- 
 weak ? 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Yes. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 
 Well, you know what may happen. This cold 
 weather is most unfortunate for him — most un- 
 fortunate. With warm, dry weather he might re- 
 cover strength. As it is — {shrugs his shoulders — 
 xvariiis his hands by the fire) — as it is An in- 
 teresting case. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Yes : an interesting case. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 He is a man — to the medical man all other 
 men are interesting — and he has got a disease which 
 ought to be driven out. Therefore he is doubly 
 interesting. 
 
 EDITH 
 Ought to be driven out ?
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 139 
 
 DOCTOR 
 But there is only one way. He must be sent 
 back instantly to his native place, where there is 
 no winter. Why — what on earth are you crying 
 about ? Nurses don't cry over their patients. 
 
 EDITH 
 No — no — but you don't know, Doctor Walford. 
 I have never told you. Harold is more than my 
 patient. He is — my — lover. I am engaged to 
 him. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 Oh ! I see. Yes. Oh ! Yes— yes. Ah ! 
 
 EDITH 
 
 When he fell ill I could not leave him in strange 
 hands. So I came — and you know the rest. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 You have nursed him night and day for six 
 weeks. But for that he would have died. 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh ! Doctor Walford — if he is to die after all ! 
 
 DOCTOR 
 There is one chance for him. Take him on
 
 140 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 board ship and carry him back to the West Indian 
 sunshine. 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh ! If I could— if I could. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 May I, without impertinence, learn something 
 of the position of affairs with our patient ? 
 
 EDITH 
 His estates have become worthless. They pro- 
 duce nothing. He is a poet and a dramatist — as 
 yet — without success. When I came, there was 
 some money — a few pounds. That is all gone, 
 and I do not know if he has any left. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 All gone ? 
 
 EDITH 
 And to-morrow a week's rent due. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 I have observed {ivarnis hands at fire) — we 
 general practitioners do notice things — a gradual 
 disappearance of various objects — eh ? ( Turns and 
 tvaves hand around.) There was a watch and chain 
 on the dressing-table, a dressing case, a portman- 
 teau, great coats and things hanging behind the
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 141 
 
 door, a case full of books. Where have those 
 things gone ? 
 
 EDITH 
 
 They are pawned. I had to find money for the 
 daily necessaries, 
 
 DOCTOR 
 
 There was another gold watch and chain — and 
 a ring or two. 
 
 EDITH 
 Mine are gone the same way. But that matters 
 nothing — if only {sighs). 
 
 DOCTOR 
 My dear young lady, all this is very serious. 
 Is there no one who will lend you — or him — the 
 money ? 
 
 EDITH 
 
 No one. My own friends are in Australia. His 
 are in his West Indian Island. There is no one 
 to whom I can turn. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 It is serious — very serious. Let me look at you. 
 What did you have for dinner to-day? 
 [Harold opens bedrooin door atid stands listening. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Some bread and butter. There is no money.
 
 142 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 DOCTOR 
 And yesterday ? 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Oh ! what does it matter ? Bread and butter 
 
 ♦ IT IS VERY— VERY SERIOUS. LET ME LOOK AT YOU ' 
 
 DOCTOR 
 Always bread and butter ! What arc you 
 going to do, then ? 
 
 EDITH 
 I don't know. Perhaps Harold can get at some 
 money.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 143 
 
 DOCTOR 
 You don't know — you don't know ! Are you 
 going to starve, then ? Pretty sort of nurse you 
 are. But — stop — about this rent. If it is paid 
 to-morrow you will be undisturbed for a week. 
 That will allow time for developments. {Aside) 
 If he remains another week in this cold, with 
 insufficient nourishment, why that other week 
 will settle him. {Aloud) Observe, Miss Algar, 
 the G.P. — the man with the Red Lamp — never 
 has any money to spare. Else he wouldn't be 
 a G.P. But he can sometimes help. Just now, I 
 remember, rather luckily, that the landlady down 
 below owes me a trifle for medical attendance. I 
 will speak to her as I go out. It will be all right 
 about the rent. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Oh, Doctor Walford, but you cannot keep your 
 patients as well as cure them. 
 
 DOCTOR 
 Well, well, we won't talk of that ; but now — 
 stop a bit again — I remember, there was a little 
 hamper came up from the country this morning — 
 birds, sausages, eggs — country produce, in fact. 
 They will be just the things to tempt your patient.
 
 144 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 EDITH 
 
 But, Doctor Walford, this is too generous. How 
 can wc take these things ? 
 
 DOCTOR 
 
 Yes, to be sure. Oh very natural. ( Warms 
 
 his ha7id and talks into the fireplace.) Ah ! by the 
 
 way, I've got in my cellar some port — in pints 
 
 — just the thing for your patient. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Oh! 
 
 DOCTOR 
 
 I'll send him some. Oh, I've got a huge cellar 
 full. Well, that's all — feed him up — feed him up. 
 That's all. But remember (Harold is still listen- 
 ing at the open bedroom door) the only chance that 
 remains for him — a good chance it is ; I'm sure it 
 would give him a complete recovery — is to put him 
 on board at once, and pack him off to his native 
 island, where there is sunshine all day long. The 
 only chance, mind. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Is there no hope — else ? 
 
 DOCTOR 
 None. Absolutely none. He may die in a 
 day or two— or in a week — but in this cold air — 
 die he must — and die he will unless you take him
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 145 
 
 to a warm climate. (HAROLD, unseen, listens and 
 nods his head.) Give me my gloves. So — now I 
 go out again on my tramp. Courage, Miss Algar, 
 courage. He is young, and youth is life. Courage, 
 courage ! [^Exit. 
 
 HAROLD {at door) 
 Edith ! 
 
 EDITH {jumps Up with assumed cheerfulness) 
 
 Harold I You are awake ? You are out of 
 
 bed ? Come. {She leads him to the easy chair ^ 
 
 Now sit down and keep warm. {Slie arranges the 
 
 pillozus for him.) You are to take strengthening 
 
 food and — and 
 
 [Harold looks strangely at her. She stops, 
 confused, and turns her head. 
 
 HAROLD 
 Edith, I was not asleep. I heard all that 
 Doctor Walford said. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 All? You— heard— all ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 All. Your devotion — and my doom. 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh ! no — no — no — not your doom. 
 
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 146 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 HAROLD 
 Yes — my doom. I am to go back to the West 
 Indies. It is my only chance. Else I must die — 
 in a week — in a month. It is my only chance. 
 My dear — I cannot take that last and only chance. 
 I must die. 
 
 ^ 
 
 SHE STOPS, CONFUSED, AND TURNS HER HEAD 
 
 EDITH 
 
 But it wants only a little money — ^just a little 
 money. 
 
 HAROLD 
 I have no money. When I fell ill there were a
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 147 
 
 few pounds. We have spent them. You have 
 pawned or sold the things. There is now nothing. 
 I have nothing in the world but an estate that has 
 gone to jungle, on which no one would advance a 
 shilling. 
 
 EDITH 
 Harold ! Nothing ? No help anywhere ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 No help anywhere. My poor Edith, it is sad 
 for you — but — perhaps- — you will forget me — after 
 a while 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh, Harold, you break my heart. How can I 
 leave you ? Let me stay with you . . . till — till 
 the end. I will try to find some way to get money ; 
 there must be some way. If I could die for you, 
 Harold ! Oh, if I could die for you ! Cannot 
 Love help somehow ? Is Love to be nothing but 
 anguish ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 No, dear ; Love is not all anguish. Even at 
 such a time as this, it is Love the Consoler. My 
 dear, it makes me happy only to think that I shall 
 live in your heart. Perhaps — who knows ? — I shall 
 take your love away with me. Let us think so. Let 
 us speak of love while an hour remains of life. 
 
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 148 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 Think only that you have made me happy in these 
 last days. 
 
 EDITH 
 Harold ! You must not — you cannot die ! 
 
 HAROLD 
 Well, we will not talk of that. Meantime I 
 must make my will. What have I got to give you ? 
 A bit of jungle land where there were once flourish- 
 ing canefields, and a portfolio full of papers — the 
 poems that nobody will publish, the play that 
 nobody will produce. I give these precious 
 treasures all to you, dear. You are my only 
 reader. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Harold ! 
 
 HAROLD 
 And there they are — for you. When you read 
 of love in them, remember that you were in my 
 mind. When }'ou read of fair women, remember 
 that there was only one woman in the world for 
 me. If you find anything that is good and true in 
 them, remember that it was inspired by you. A 
 poor gift, Edith, but it is — myself. 
 
 EDITH 
 Harold — you break my heart !
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 149 
 
 HAROLD {laying portfolio on his knees and turning 
 over leaves) 
 They are all here — the ' Song of the Coral 
 Reef,' the ' Song of the Flowering Cane,' the ' Song 
 of the Trade Wind.' I thought to win fame and 
 fortune by these songs. What fame ! What 
 
 'UNKNOWN, UNREMEMBERED ' 
 
 fortune ! Well, everything is here except the play, 
 and that is on its travels. You'll get it back before 
 long, however. Fame and fortune ! What a 
 dream ! And now I drop into the ocean of the 
 past without a splash, without a ripple, unnoticed, 
 unknown, unremembered. {Closes portfolio.
 
 I50 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Not unremembered, Harold. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Ah ! (Pause.) Now we must be practical. I 
 believe there is an institution somewhere called the 
 Workhouse Infirmary. You must go there and 
 arrange for my admission. 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh! 
 
 HAROLD 
 I must not live out the last few days on charity. 
 Go, dear. There need be no shame — I feel none. 
 I have got to lie down and die somewhere. Why 
 not among the other wrecks and failures of the 
 world ? Go this very afternoon, Edith. 
 
 EDITH (n'scs) 
 Yes, Harold, if it must be so. 
 
 [Puts on her bonnet and cloak. 
 
 ' Servant enters 
 
 SERVANT 
 
 Please, there's a gentleman down below — name 
 of Vigors — wants to see you.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 151 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Vigors ? Who is he ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Vigors ? There was a man of that name at 
 home. He kept a general store. Perhaps it is his 
 son, Tom Vigors. 
 
 Enter VIGORS, answering 
 
 VIGORS 
 Yes, Tom Vigors — Tom. Ahvays Tom to 
 you, my dear fellow. Why — what is it ? {Looks 
 round.) {Aside) Ah ! Very down on his luck. 
 {Aloud) You don't look well. How are you ? 
 Quite well ? {Shakes hands ivitJi a great affectation 
 of friendliness?) Considering the news, I expected 
 to find you jumping and dancing. What is it ? 
 Let us sit down and have a talk of old days. You 
 don't look as if the news had pulled you together. 
 Ah ! the old days, when you used to gallop in on 
 your pony to my father's office. What wonderful 
 news, isn't it ? Who would have thought it in the 
 old days ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Yes, the old days. You at any rate seem 
 prosperous. This looks like a change from the old 
 days — from the days when
 
 152 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 VIGORS {quickly) 
 From the desk — yes. 
 
 ENTER VIGORS, ANSWERING 
 
 HAROLD 
 (Aside) And the white apron. (Aloud) The 
 desk — yes. As for myself, )'ou see I am ill. And 
 I am not — prosperous.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 153 
 
 VIGORS 
 Not prosperous ? Why, what would you have ? 
 Well — never mind old days. Let's begin with the 
 new days. Of course, you guess what I have come 
 about ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 You will tell me. Sit down. Don't go, Edith. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Thankye, I'd rather stand. I mean business. 
 Quite simple business. Directly I saw it in the 
 paper yesterday {pulling out paper, whicJi he hands 
 to Harold) — but of course you have seen it. 
 (Harold opens paper ^ reads zvithout showing the 
 least sign of astonishment and lays it oti table.) 
 Yes — you saw it yesterday, of course — and you've 
 had twenty-four hours to turn it over. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Go on ! 
 
 vigors 
 Have you formed any plan of action ? If so, 
 I'm your man to carry it out. No plan } 
 
 HAROLD 
 No. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Then listen to my plan. I got your address
 
 154 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 from your lawyers, who told me that you were 
 pretty low down. 
 
 HAROLD 
 Low down ? 
 
 VIGORS 
 I said : ' Now is the time for an old friend, a 
 true friend. Strike while the iron's hot. Strike for 
 your old friend, Tom. Strike at once,' I said. ' All 
 the more if he is down on his luck.' That's what 
 I said. 
 
 HAROLD {repeats) 
 Strike at once, ' Tom,' at once. 
 
 VIGORS 
 There's nothing sentimental about Tom Vigors, 
 But where an old friend is concerned — why then 
 you see 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Then you have a plan. 
 
 EDITH {takes up paper and reads it) 
 ' Gold in Palmist Island ! Rich veins of gold — 
 great nuggets found.' Why ! on your island, 
 Harold ? ' Rush of people — formation of com- 
 panies. Enormous rise in the value of estates.' 
 Harold ! Oh ! have you read it ? Have you 
 seen it ?
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 155 
 
 HAROLD {quietly) 
 I have just read it, Edith. Mr. Vigors comes 
 to tell me about it. 
 
 VIGORS {aside) 
 He knew nothing about it ! Fool ! Ass ! 
 Thickhead ! I might have got the estate for a 
 song ! 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Then you are rich, Harold, and we need not 
 
 Oh! 
 
 \Takes off Jier bomtet and cloak, and lays thejn 
 down. 
 
 HAROLD 
 It appears, Edith, that there is gold on the 
 island. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Gold ! Well, yes, so much gold that they are 
 flocking to the place from every quarter. Gold ! 
 There just is gold. Now don't interrupt for ten 
 minutes. This is my plan. You can't work a gold 
 mine. I can't work a gold mine. You can't find 
 those who will. I can find those who will. So we 
 shall all stand in together, you and I, and the man 
 who will run the show. That's fair, isn't it ? Why, 
 of course it is. They've begun, already, to buy up 
 the estates. Very good. Now I shall give you 
 ;^40,ooo, do you hear ? — ;^40,000 {brings out pocket-
 
 iS6 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 book and gold pencil-case) for your estate. I have 
 just come from the City, and I've seen my man. 
 ;i^40,ooo down, as soon as the title deeds are in 
 my hands. 
 
 EDITH {snatches Harold's hand) 
 Forty thousand pounds ! Oh ! It is a miracle ! 
 
 HAROLD {quietly) 
 Go on. Please go on. 
 
 VIGOR.S 
 I am quite fair and straight with j'ou. Honest 
 Tom always. You remember. Honest Tom. 
 Everything is in your interest. {More play of 
 pocket-book and gold pencil-case.) I shall transfer 
 the estate to my name for ;{^8o,ooo. You can't 
 do without mc ; I can't do without you. So we 
 share alike. That's fair, isn't it ? 
 
 HAROLD {coldly) 
 Go on, if you please. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Then my man, who is behind me all the time, 
 forms a company with a capital of ^150,000, fully 
 paid up — £\ shares — to catch the multitude. 
 Now do you see ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 Not quite. But pray go on.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 157 
 
 VIGORS 
 Why, you get ;^40,ooo for an estate gone back 
 to jungle, and I get ^^40,000 for my share in the 
 job, and my man gets ;^70,ooo. So, you see, we 
 can't do without each other, and so we all share. 
 
 'FORTY THOUSAND POUNDS ! OH ! IT IS A MIRACLE' 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 i\ll, yes, and^the shareholders ? 
 
 VIGORS 
 Oh ! the shareholders ! Well, shareholders are
 
 158 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 generally people who think they can get thirty 
 per cent, instead of three — and there you are, there 
 you are. 
 
 HAROLD 
 Yet there is a rush, you say. 
 
 VIGORS 
 At first. It's this way. When you've paid the 
 directors and the secretary and the office expenses 
 at home, and the engineers out there, and the 
 labour expenses, it will turn out that the gold costs 
 more to dig up than it can fetch to pay any divi- 
 dend. So — in fact — well, you see, you see. 
 
 HAROLD 
 I do sec— Honest Tom! Always Honest 
 Tom ! 
 
 VIGORS 
 Hallo ! Why, what's your caper } If it wasn't 
 for the blessed Juggins who lives in the country, 
 and believes everything that's printed in the pro- 
 spectus, why, where are >-our company promoters .-* 
 
 HAROLD 
 Where, indeed .' This, then, is what is called 
 business in the City .-' 
 
 VIGORS 
 Of course it is. And very good business too.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 159 
 
 HAROLD 
 What do you think of it, Edith ? 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh! Harold, it's like a dream. All this 
 money flowing in — just now. It's like a dream. 
 
 HAROLD 
 Like a nightmare, rather. Come, Mr. Vigors, 
 let me explain your scheme as I see it. 
 
 VIGORS 
 \Vell, show me that you do see it. We can't 
 pay up, you know, till the conveyance is effected. 
 But something down — say a hundred or two— or 
 — not to haggle with an old friend 
 
 HAROLD 
 There will be no occasion for haggling. This 
 is how the matter strikes mc, who am not a busi- 
 ness man. You propose to mc that for the con- 
 sideration of ^^"40,000 I should join you in a con- 
 spiracy for the ruin of a great many ignorant and 
 credulous persons, whom you will entice to their 
 destruction by a flaring prospectus. It is a con- 
 spiracy for wholesale robbery. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Robbery ? Robbery ? — really — Mr. Anquetil
 
 i6o LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 — we never use that word in the City. We offer 
 shares — that is all. And this is plain biz, good biz. 
 
 HAROLD 
 Really. Plain business ? 
 
 VIGORS 
 You are a poor man — that's staring me in the 
 face. You are weak and ill — you want things. I 
 offer you ;6^40,C)00. You have got nothing in the 
 world to do for it but sign a conveyance of your 
 estate as soon as the document is ready. Meantime 
 you shall have whatever you want in advance. 
 
 HAROLD 
 I am a very poor man, Mr. Vigors. Your dis- 
 cernment is not at fault. I am on the verge of 
 destitution. I am at the very gates of death. 
 Perhaps because these portals are opening for me I 
 see somewhat more clearly than you the nature of 
 the transaction which you propose, and I decline. 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Harold ! Your life depends upon it. Oh ! 
 Harold — and mine. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Don't be a fool. But of course you won't be. 
 when you reflect a little.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE i6i 
 
 HAROLD 
 I have reflected. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Come, Mr. Anquetil, no one would believe such 
 a thing of you. Come now, look here, your ancestors 
 had no compunction in driving hundreds of slaves. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 No? 
 
 VIGORS 
 They got rich, they did, by their slaves' labour ; 
 why shouldn't you get rich by the ignorance and 
 greed of the world ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Ah ! why not ? 
 
 VIGORS 
 
 It serves these people right : they want to get 
 money without working for it : they want to get 
 the niggers to work for them in the mines. 
 
 HAROLD 
 The niggers. Yes. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Well, what do we do ? We find 'em the niggers 
 and we find 'em the mine, and if the mine don't 
 pay after all, why, we've done our part and we've 
 got our part. 
 
 M
 
 i62 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 HAROLD 
 Say our plunder. Your City view is not mine. 
 
 VIGORS 
 What ! Not yours ? Don't sec it ? But, do 
 you mean to throw away this chance ? Make me a 
 proposal —only a proposal. Find some other way, 
 man. It is a fortune to throw away. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Say no more. I will have no hand in this 
 
 iniquity. 
 
 \1G0KS 
 
 If you won't play, I can't. Mr. Anquctil 
 
 {clianging his tone), remember — we belong to the 
 
 same island. Oh ! I know. Your father was a 
 
 rich man and proud of his descent, and mine kept 
 
 the general store, and was a ship's steward to 
 
 begin with. But we do belong to the same place — 
 
 remember that — and I'm really a very poor man. 
 
 These fine furs and things — I wear 'em to make 
 
 people think I am rich. It is my only chance. I 
 
 shall never get another. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 No. 
 
 VIGORS 
 You must agree. Come, I will give you fifty 
 thousand pounds — sixty thousand pounds — for
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 163 
 
 your share. The estate is right plumb centre in 
 the middle of the gold ; we can get the two estates 
 on either side — but without yours the company 
 can't be floated. Oh ! You must consider me. 
 
 'I AM SORRY FOR YOU. BUT— NO ' 
 
 HAROLD 
 I am sorry for you. But — I don't see my way 
 
 VIGORS 
 Young lady — persuade him. It is for his 
 advantage. 
 
 M Z
 
 1 64 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORP: " 
 
 EDITH 
 
 Harold, it is for your life. 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 No, Mr. Vigors, I shall probably be done with 
 in a week or two. You can then make the same 
 proposal to this young lady, who will be my 
 heiress. 
 
 VIGORS 
 
 In a week ? (Looks at Jiiin doubtfully. Aside) 
 Humph ! If one was sure we could wait a week 
 or a month before the run begins to slacken. 
 {Looks carefully at Editii.) Perhaps the girl 
 won't be such a fool. {Aloud) My dear friend, 
 you must not talk that way. Of course you will 
 get well. Let me be your banker meanwhile. 
 And you will think over the scheme — this brilliant 
 scheme. 
 
 II.VROLD 
 To ruin the widows and the helpless ? Oh ! 
 yes. I will think it over. 
 
 VIGORS 
 Fifty thousand 
 
 HAROLD 
 
 Had I fifty thousand lives to lose, they should 
 all go rather than I would join you in this.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 165 
 
 VIGORS 
 Fifty thousand lives ! Well — I will call again 
 in two or three days and sec. After a little reflec- 
 tion you may come down from your heroics. For 
 the moment, good-bye — and I wish you a return 
 to common-sense, \^Exit. 
 
 HAROLD {leans head on hand — silence for 
 a minute. Looks up) 
 Is he gone, Edith ,'* 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh, Harold. Is it impossible ? 
 
 HAROLD 
 Quite impossible. Forget it, Edith. We arc 
 just as we were^that is all. Forget that fellow 
 with his tricks and conspiracies. 
 
 EDITH 
 Oh ! It is too cruel. Think again, Harold ! 
 It is your life, my dear — your life — and mine. 
 How can I live without you ? And there is no 
 other way.
 
 i66 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 HAROLD 
 No other way. Yet not this way. My dear — 
 my love — in the years to come, when I have long 
 been laid in an obscure grave, remembered by 
 none but you, it will be a happiness for you to 
 think that your lover would not sell his honour 
 even to save his life. No, dear ; not even to save 
 your dear self from grief 
 
 I could not love thee, dear, so much, 
 Loved I not honour more. 
 
 EDITH 
 No, dear, you could not. Yet — yet — oh, it is 
 so cruel — so cruel ! [5/;//'j' j(pou Jiis sJioulder. 
 
 H.AROLD 
 
 Come, dear- what were we doing? I remem- 
 ber. You were going off to the infirmary. Well 
 — we are just where wc were. Tut on your bonnet. 
 It is not quite the ideal end — a bed in a work- 
 house infirmary, but these things move me not. 
 Go, dear. 
 
 EDITH {rises and puis on her bonnet and cloak — 
 hesitates. Then leans over his chair) 
 Harold ! I am unworthy of you. I never 
 knew till now how much unworthy. Forgive me.
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 167 
 
 Yes — I will go — I will go at once — to — to — the 
 Workhouse Infirmary, 
 
 l^Noise below — trampling of feet. 
 
 BOY {outside) 
 No, I won't leave it ; I've got to give it to the 
 gentleman myself and to wait for an answer. 
 {Noise of steps on stairs. BOY opens door.) Mr. 
 Harold Anquetil ? 
 
 EDITH 
 Yes. What is it ? 
 
 BOY 
 From the Prince Theatre Royal. Wait for an 
 answer. Immediate, please. 
 
 EDITH 
 It is a letter, Harold, from the Prince Theatre 
 Royal. 
 
 HAROLD 
 I suppose they are sending back the play. Yes, 
 read it, Edith. 
 
 EDITH 
 There is no parcel with it. It is only a note. 
 
 \^Reads. 
 
 ' Dear Sir, — I have read your play and am 
 greatly struck b)' the situations and the dialogue. 
 I propose, as soon as we have agreed upon terms.
 
 i68 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 to put it in rehearsal, and to announce it as follow- 
 ing the present piece — perhaps in six weeks. I 
 should like to see you as soon as possible. There 
 are certain slight changes which I would suggest. 
 Can you come here this afternoon ? 
 
 ' Very faithfully yours, 
 
 ' Kemble Carlyon.' 
 
 
 ' n IS ONLY A note' 
 
 Harold ! 
 
 EDITH
 
 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 169 
 
 IIAROI.D 
 You can take ofif your bonnet and cloak, Edith. 
 So, now sit down and write a note. Tell Mr. 
 Carlyon that I cannot get out of doors just now. 
 He will come here. 
 
 [Edith ivrites quickly. Gives note to the BOV, 
 IV J 10 runs off. 
 
 'LOVED WE NOT HONOUR MORE'.' 
 
 Edith turns to Harold. He holds out his 
 anus. She bends over and kisses him.
 
 170 LOVED I NOT HONOUR MORE 
 
 HAROLD 
 Edith, the accursed gold shall lie under the 
 accursed jungle that hides it. As for me, my life 
 is saved. I know that my life is saved. It would 
 have been lost — ' Loved we not honour more ! 
 
 Curtain
 
 am, 
 
 /--*'! 
 
 ^^^ 
 
 Geoffrey Armiger 
 Horace Caterham 
 
 DRAMATIS;|PERSON/E 
 
 Emmeline de Lisle 1 
 
 Clarine de Lisle J 
 Katie de Lisle 
 
 Elder Sisters 
 
 Place — A London Drawing-room. Time— The Present. 
 
 ACT I 
 
 ( Tke Day after the Ball) 
 
 Scene — A London Drawing-roovi. Katie stand- 
 ing at the luindoiu, looking out. Emmeline at 
 piano, playing. Clarine flower painting at 
 table. It is ivifiter, and afire is burning.
 
 172 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 KATIE 
 Oh ! How flat, and dull, and stupid, everything 
 is after the dance. {Drums on ivindozv ivitli 
 fingers.) If only something would happen ! 
 
 [ Walks about restlessly. 
 
 CLARINE 
 Things are always dull the morning after a 
 dance. What do you want to happen ? 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Last night I was exactly like Cinderella. I 
 had no ball-dress — I could not go — and at the very 
 last moment, ;\untie arrived with a beautiful dress 
 — made me put it on —took me in her carriage, and 
 then \^Clasps her hands. 
 
 CLARINE 
 And then, as }'OU justly observe, you did not 
 dance furiously ; you sat out more than once ; with 
 a certain I\Ir. Armiger, \\as it not? 
 
 KATIE 
 
 His name is Geoffrey. 
 
 CLARINE 
 Oh ! You know his Christian name.i*
 
 I] THE SHRINKING SHOE 173 
 
 EMMELINE {looking 7ip) 
 
 This was the waltz I liked the best. 
 
 \Plays a fezv lines 
 
 'THIS WAS THE WALTZ I LIKED THE BEST 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Mr. Armiger dances beautifully. His step 
 suited mine perfectly.
 
 1/4 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 EMMELINE 
 It is a pretty waltz. Here is another. 
 
 \_P/ays a few more lines. 
 
 CLARINE 
 Who is Mr. Armigcr, Katie? He's quite 
 young. What is he ? 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Quite young ? Oh ! No. Why he is already 
 twenty-one. He is an undergraduate at Cam- 
 bridge. You can't call that quite young. But he 
 is going to be a great man. 
 
 CLARINE 
 Ah ! He gave you that information himself? 
 
 KATIE 
 
 He did — he knows what he can do. I don't 
 know yet whether he is to be a poet, or a dramatist, 
 or a statesman ; but he will be something great. 
 Oh ! yes. Of that there is no doubt. 
 
 EMMELINE {from the piano) 
 Horace knows him, Clarinc. He is Mr. Geof- 
 frey Armiger, son of the Vicar of something, and 
 first cousin to Sir Roland Armiger. He is quite 
 poor, and has got his own wa}- to make. If I were
 
 I] THE SHRINKING SHOE 175 
 
 you, Katie, I should wait till he had made a little 
 of that way before I thought too much about him. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Oh ! You think of it in that light ; I don't. 
 Now, I am quite sure that he will most certainly 
 win his own way. I adore success — and he will 
 attain success. Oh ! it is such a splendid thing to 
 be a man, just because every man can make him- 
 self a Prince and Kin"- if he likes. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 You are a dear little enthusiast. {Jumps up 
 from pmrifl.) And a simpleton, and a goose. {Kisses 
 her.) She shall have her Prince to think about 
 — so she shall. Clarey, Horace said he would 
 look in at five o'clock this afternoon. 
 
 Enter Servant 
 
 SERVANT {announces') 
 Mr. Caterham. Mr. Geoffrey Armiger. 
 
 Eftter Caterham and Armiger 
 
 HORACE 
 Hope you are not too tired after last night.
 
 176 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 EMMELINE 
 
 Not a bit, thanks. It was a really good 
 evening. 
 
 GEOFFREY {to KaTIE) 
 
 I need not ask if you are too tired. Your looks 
 anticipate the question. 
 
 KATIE 
 I am not in the least tired, Mr. Armigcr. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I do not think I have ever enjoyed a dance so 
 much. 
 
 KATIE 
 I am sure — but, you see, it was vc\y first dance. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I am afraid you must have thought some of my 
 talk somewhat — what shall I say — conceited ? 
 
 KATIE 
 Not at all. Conceit is one thing, and not an 
 agreeable thing. Ambition is another. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 ' By that sin fell the angels' — yet what is youth 
 without ambition ?
 
 I] THE SHRINKING SHOE 177 
 
 KATIE 
 Like a lame old man without crutches. Have 
 you decided the particular form of your ambition ? 
 Last night you were, if I remember rightly, divided 
 between literature and law, or was it 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 It is not kind of you to remind me so keenly of 
 foolish sayings, but, as a matter of fact, it was not 
 law. It was 
 
 KATIE 
 Of course, I remember now. It was statesman- 
 ship. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Yes, I shall be a Cabinet Minister ! 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Glorious ! But oh ! how difficult ! 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Is there anything worth attaining that is not 
 difficult ? Who, without endeavour, can win a place 
 
 KATIE 
 Yes, you must work. 
 
 N
 
 178 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Who would not for such a prize ? 
 
 [ They go up stage. 
 
 Emmeline and Horace come doivn. Clarine 
 takes her place at piano. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 He looks a nice boy, Horace. Perhaps he 
 really may turn out very well. 
 
 HORACE 
 That's as may be, but certainly he's a nice boy, 
 and if his cousin were to go off, he would be a rich 
 boy as well. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 Katie seems to like him. 
 
 HORACE 
 Why not ? It may be a boy and girl fancy, or 
 it may be more serious. He begged me to bring 
 him here. You don't mind, Emmeline ? 
 
 [ TJiey zvalk up stage. 
 
 Geoffrey and Katie come doivn. Clarine goes 
 on playing dance music softly. 
 
 KATIE 
 And )'ou arc going back to Cambridge to- 
 morrow ?
 
 I] THE SHRINKING SHOE 179 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Yes — to-morrow. I shall take back a very 
 happy memory. May I call again when I come 
 back to London ? 
 
 KATIE 
 If you will tell me all about your plans for 
 your future career. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 If I feel that you take an interest in my striving 
 plans. 
 
 KxVTIE 
 
 One is always interested in clever men's ambi- 
 tions. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 You talk as if you knew many clever and 
 ambitious men. 
 
 KATIE 
 I don't know any — except you, ]\Ir. Armiger. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 It remains to be proved whether my abilities 
 are equal to my ambition. 
 
 KATIE 
 Oh ! Yes, yes ! You must believe that — let 
 me believe it. Oh ! Mr. Armiger, what happiness
 
 i8o THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 to be always getting higher and higher with all the 
 world looking on. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I want no eyes except your own. 
 
 KATIE 
 Always growing wiser and alwa}-s doing great 
 things for your country. Oh ! {clasps Jicr hatids). 
 It is so noble ! It is so great ! 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 You will look on ? 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Always ! always ! 
 
 Enter Servant icitJi parcel. He gives it to 
 Emmeline, zvJio reads the address. 
 
 emmeline 
 To the Miss de Lisles. What a curious 
 address ! Here is something for all three of us. 
 [ They all look at it — gather roimd^form group. 
 
 CLARINE 
 A brown paper parcel ! Let us open it. 
 
 EMMELINE {opcjis it. Takes out a zvhite satin or 
 kid slipper) 
 For the Miss de Lisles. This is unheard of 
 One slipper cannot be for all of us.
 
 1] 
 
 THE SHRINKING SHOE 
 
 i8i 
 
 CLARINE 
 Oh ! I have it. It is Cinderella over again. 
 
 
 -' Ji 
 
 fr riy,- 
 
 •I7 
 
 >o» li/ie Sl^; 
 
 PUTS ON SLIPPER WITH EASE 
 
 The slipper is for the one whom it fits. 
 
 [T/iey all gather round and pass tJie slipper 
 abo7it, looking at it cnrionsly and langJmig. 
 
 CLARINE 
 
 Emmeline, you are the elder of the two elder
 
 i82 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 daughters. They were bad-tempered, I believe, 
 and ugly. Try, dear elder daughter. 
 
 HORACE {sets chair) 
 Now. Emmeline. I am quite sure beforehand 
 that it will not fit you. 
 
 EMMELINE {takes off slioe and sits down. 
 
 Geoffrey brings footstool and places it 
 
 before the chair. Then lie presents the 
 
 slipper, kneeling on one foot. She tries 
 
 vigorously) 
 
 No. It is no use. I cannot get my foot into 
 
 the slipper. You try next, dear second elder 
 
 daughter. 
 
 CLARINE {same business) 
 No, it's no use. I can't get my foot into the 
 slipper. Now, Katie, it is your turn. 
 
 KATIE {sits doivn, and places her foot for the 
 slipper. Geoffrey on one knee presents 
 the slipper. It goes on easily. Katie 
 stands up and shotus the slipper on her 
 foot — site laughs and blushes) 
 It is mine. I wonder who sent it. 
 \G lances at Geoffrey, who turns his head. 
 They all look at him. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 An odd idea, indeed. I — I — fear I must be
 
 I] THE SHRINKING SHOE 183 
 
 going. Good-bye. I shall remember last night 
 and all that you have said. \Exit. 
 
 HORACE {looking after hivi) 
 He still possesses the attribute of modesty. 
 Katie, it is a pretty slipper. 
 
 KATIE 
 I shall keep it — to remind me of my first ball — 
 and 
 
 EMMELINE 
 
 And —and of what, dear child ? 
 
 KATIE 
 Of the Prince to be ! 
 
 Curtain
 
 i84 THE SIIRIXKIXG SHOE [act 
 
 ACT II 
 
 {Four years later.) 
 
 Scene— 77/^ same. Emmeline and Clarine 
 are now married. Katie /ives on in tJie same 
 house. 
 
 EMMELINE (/// waikin^i^' dress, zuaiting) 
 My husband promised to be here by five. It 
 is now a quarter past. The fickleness of woman 
 is nothing to the unpunctuaHty of man. {Goes to 
 table, turns orcr thitigs.) Katie is not fickle, but 
 she is very untidy. Always leaving things about : 
 what is this ? W h>', like Mr. Wegg, she has 
 dropped into poetry. {Reads aloud.) 
 
 Oh ! tell me, willow wren and whitethroat, beating 
 The sluggish breeze with eager homeward wing, 
 
 Bear you no message for me — not a greeting 
 From him you left behind — my Prince and King ? 
 
 You come from far — from south, and east and west : 
 Somewhere you left him, daring some great thing : 
 
 I know not what, save that it is the best : 
 
 Somewhere you saw him — saw my Prince and 
 King !
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 185 
 
 You cannot choose but ]<no\v him : by the crown 
 They place upon his head — the crown and ring : 
 
 And by the loud and many voiced renown, 
 After the footsteps of my Prince and King. 
 
 He speaks ; and lo ! the listening world obeys : 
 He leads, and all men follow ; and they cling 
 
 And hang around the words, and works, and ways 
 As of a prophet — of my Prince, my King. 
 
 Her Prince and King ! Well, if she's really wait- 
 ing for that I begin to understand why she refuses 
 everybody. As if she could expect a man to be 
 made on purpose for her ! Her Prince and King ! 
 How curious a fancy ! [La_ys doivn verses. 
 
 Enter Horace Cateriiam and Geoffrey 
 Armiger. 
 
 HORACE 
 Sorry to keep you waiting, dear. I was en- 
 gaged with Armiger on some legal work. You 
 know my wife, Geoffrey ? 
 
 GEOFFREY {looks a little piizzhd) 
 I think I have had the pleasure of seeing Mrs 
 Caterham before.
 
 1 86 
 
 THE SHRIiVKING SHOE 
 
 [act 
 
 EMMELINE 
 I think you came here once with my husband. 
 It was some time ago, Sir Geoffrey. 
 
 READS ALOUD
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 187 
 
 HORACE 
 Of course. Why, Geoffrey, there was a dance, 
 and you fell half in love with my wife's sister, who 
 was little more than a child then. Now she's a 
 woman, and— well, perhaps you'll see for yourself 
 Don't you remember the slipper business ? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Yes, yes. It all comes back to me — all. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 I believe you sent the slipper, Sir Geoffrey. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I believe I did. How is your sister, Mrs. 
 Catcrham .-' 
 
 EMMELINE 
 She is quite well, thank you. She lives here 
 in the old house where our people have lived for 
 two hundred years —and she writes poetry. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Poetry ? I can well imagine that. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 
 Here are some verses which I found on her
 
 i88 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 table just now. She is always dreaming about 
 some one whom she calls her Prince — who is going 
 to do something wonderful. 
 
 HORACE 
 Katie has reached the age of twenty-one, and 
 she still believes in the man who is going to do 
 something wonderful, 
 
 CJEOFFREV 
 A robust faith. May I read the verses, Mrs. 
 Caterham ? {She bows assent, and he takes tJiem 
 and reads three verses aloud. Then he breaks off, 
 remembering.) ' Prince and King ! ' ' Many voiced 
 renown ! ' Ah ! what has come of it? 
 
 EMMELINE 
 
 Come of what, Sir Geoffrey? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Oh ! I beg your pardon. I was thinking of 
 something else — something forgotten. Forgive me. 
 
 EMMELINE 
 I will on one condition, that you dine with us 
 to-nicrht
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 189 
 
 HORACE 
 Yes —do, old chap ; and look here, Emmeline 
 and I have to go out now — duty visits — but- -Ah ! 
 there's Katie's knock at the door — I know it. 
 Wait a few minutes, and she'll come in and give 
 you some tea. Till to-night. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Till to-night, then. 
 
 {Exeunt HORACE and EMMELINE. 
 
 GEOFFREY {takes up verses again) 
 Somewhere you left him, daring some great thing : 
 
 I know not what, save that it is the best : 
 Somewhere you saw him — saw my Prince and 
 King ! 
 
 I remember it all : the sweet and eager face of the 
 girl, and my silly talk about greatness. I was to 
 be a Poet — or a Statesman — which ? I forget. 
 Poet ? Statesman ? And what am I ? Pleasure- 
 hunter. I live to enjoy the fruits of the earth. 
 Pleasure-hunter. It is not a glorious profession. 
 Four years ago I should have scorned it. Now — 
 it seems as if there was nothing more possible for 
 me. What is a rich man to do ? I wonder if she 
 thinks — No ! That was impossible. Yet I told 
 her that when I had done something great—
 
 I90 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 Heavens ! what a fool I was ! — I would return and 
 tell her. 
 
 You cannot choose but know him : by the crown 
 They place upon his head. 
 
 I can't get the words out of my head — ' My Prince 
 and King,' I am a pretty sort of King : mine 
 would be a pretty sort of crown. Yet four years 
 ago I could think in that way — and talk in that 
 way, too. 
 
 KATIE {outside) 
 Very well. I will write to her. 
 
 Etiter Katie 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Miss de Lisle. I sec you do not remember 
 me. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Oh ! yes ; and am so glad to see you again. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 You are kindness itself; but I see that if you 
 have some memory of my face, you have forgotten 
 my name. I am Geoffrc}' Armiger. I had the 
 honour of making your acquaintance four years 
 ago at a ball — your first ball — and was allowed to 
 call the next day.
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 191 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Of course I remember. Now you are Sir 
 Geoffrey Armiger. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Yes. I came into my cousin's title. 
 
 KATIE 
 Ah ! Yes. You have done nothing to win that 
 title. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 It is mine by inheritance. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Have you done anything — since — to deserve 
 that title ? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 One does not deserve a title. One inherits it. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Yes. Inherited honours mean inherited 
 responsibility. But of course you are working. 
 You have ambitions. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I fear that I am not — what you would call — • 
 workinfT.
 
 192 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 KATIE 
 
 I remember when we met four years ago — you 
 had great ambitions— even very great ambitions. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I believe — I know — I had. 
 
 KATIE 
 And what have you done with them ? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I have dropped them. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 What, then, have you done, then, since I saw 
 
 )'ou last ? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Nothing much, I fear. Followed the occupa- 
 tion—or the pursuit — or the profession of pleasure. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 It sounds a poor sort of profession — for a man's 
 
 profession. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Terribly poor, isn't it ? Wears one out, you see, 
 
 with nothing to show for it. 
 
 KATIE 
 Do you mean that you have thrown away all 
 those fine ambitions and resolutions ? 
 
 4
 
 I 
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 193 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Every mortal one of them. The young man 
 who amused you with his dreams is dead — dead 
 and buried, I believe. 
 
 KATIE 
 What ? Have you really resolved to bury all 
 those dreams that seemed so beautiful to me ? 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Did they ? Did they really ? Perhaps it ma}- 
 yet be not too late to make them live again. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 Make them live ! It would be a great thing. 
 But I fear they were only dreams. I shall 
 never have such dreams again. 
 
 GEOFFREY {takes up paper of verses) 
 Was it a dream about a Prince and King .'' 
 
 KATIE 
 Yes. But you could not understand it any 
 more — now — even if you were to try. You had 
 better go, Sir Geoffrey. There is Pleasure waiting 
 outside for you with a bottle of champagne. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Yes. 
 
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 194 Tin-: SIIRINKIXG SHOE [act 
 
 KATIK 
 And a pack of cards, I believe. I wouldn't wait 
 any longer, if I were you. 
 
 *» 
 GEOFFREY {takes his /lat) 
 No. I think I have no business here. 
 
 KATIE 
 Don't you feel lonely without your ambitions? 
 
 GEOFFRKV 
 I never feel anything. I never want anything. 
 
 KATIE 
 You just order everything— you can order even 
 success. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I don't want success. Whatever I want I buy. 
 
 KATIE 
 Honour. .Achievement. Reputation. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 
 Yes. And love and happiness. Oh ! it is 
 wonderful wliat ir.one\' will do.
 
 II] THE SFIRIXKIXG SHOE 195 
 
 KATIE 
 
 I conc^ratulate you. Now, Sir Geoffrey, since 
 
 you have become a complete stranger to mc, and 
 
 not the Sir Geoffrey I knew four years ago, is it 
 
 no* time ? \^Points to door. 
 
 GEOFFREY {l(iys dozcH his hat again) 
 Miss cle Lisle, do }'ou remember a certain 
 slipper — a white satin slipper ? 
 
 KATIE 
 Yes. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 Have }'OU b}- an)' accident kept that slipper? 
 
 KATIE 
 Yes. I have kept it because it reminded me 
 of certain things — of hope — of courage — of possi- 
 bilities. It is in this cabinet. {Opcus drazvcr, takes 
 out slipper in silver paper.) See how tarnished 
 and faded it is. The silver buckle is black and the 
 leather has shrunk. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 No — let me look. No — it hasn't altered. 
 
 [ Takes it. 
 
 KATIE {takes it back). 
 It has altered. It has shrunk. You don't 
 
 o 2
 
 196 
 
 THE SHRIXKIXG SHOE 
 
 [act 
 
 know this kind of slipper. It is like the piece of 
 shagreen in Balzac's story. It goes on shrinking 
 as the original owner goes down hill. You were 
 the original owner. 
 
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 V 
 
 1 
 
 
 'SEE HOW TARNISH i:i) AM) 1 ADEU IT IS ' 
 
 c; EOF F REV 
 Do you think you could put it on again?
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 197 
 
 KATIE 
 
 No, I am sure I couldn't. But I will try. (Si'ls 
 doivn ; tries.) No, you see, it won't go on. 
 
 (JEOFl-REV 
 
 Perhaps, with a little patience— a little good- 
 will — a little coaxing. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 No. 
 
 c;eoferev 
 Give me the slipper. Yes. I really think it 
 has chrunk. It is a slipper bewitched. Miss dc 
 Lisle — Katie — do you think if one were to climb 
 up the hill again that slipper would go back to its 
 proper size ? 
 
 KATIE 
 You cannot climb up the hill again. I wish 
 you could. Give me back the slipper. 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 If I were to keep it .' 
 
 KATIE 
 No. you shall not keep it. Pleasure is waiting 
 for you with the champagne and the cards, and 
 the love that you can bu)-. Go back to Pleasure.
 
 198 THE SHRINKING SHOE [act 
 
 GEOFFRKV 
 
 Your sister gave me these lines. And I 
 remembered suddenly — the young man who, 
 perhaps, after all, is no! dead. I think, if I could, 
 I should like to take up those ambitions once more. 
 Do you think I could .' 
 
 KATIE 
 It would be far, far harder now than it was four 
 years ago. ^'ou have got to recover the noble 
 mind, the unsullied heart. Can you hope to do 
 that? 
 
 (illoMKKV 
 Perhaps. 
 
 KATIi: 
 
 You have fallen. Are you strong enough to 
 
 rise ? 
 
 (; KOFI REV 
 
 I don't know. If that slipper should enlarge 
 
 again 
 
 KATIE 
 Oh ! How can a man say //when he ought to 
 say shall} 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 It shall, then. I swear it shall. 
 
 KATIE 
 
 ' Swear not by the moon,' but when that 
 happens )-ou ma\' come again.
 
 II] THE SHRINKING SHOE 199 
 
 GEOFFREY 
 I will. 
 
 [ Takes her Jiand. Goes. Stops in the doorivay 
 to look round. 
 
 KATIE {recites the last verse of her pocni) 
 He speaks ; and lo ! the listening world obeys : 
 
 He leads, and all men follow ; and they cling 
 And hang around the words, and works, and ways, 
 
 As of a prophet — of my Prince and King. 
 
 GEOFFREY {returns siviftly) 
 Katie ! Let me come again before that 
 happens. Not your Prince and King. That may 
 never be — but for ever your servant and your 
 scholar ! 
 
 [ Takes her hand and, kneeling upon one knee, 
 kisses it. 
 
 GURTAIN
 
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 DRAMATIS PERSON/E 
 
 IIue;n Valentin i:, Cavalier Colonel in love with Lady Beatrice. 
 John Tomlinson, Roundhead Colonel in love with Lady Beal rice. 
 Vaiu.han, Serving Man. 
 
 Lauy Beatrice CiRAHAM, aged 21. Father killed al Worcester. 
 Nell, Lady Bealrice's Wailing W^oman. Father killed at Wor- 
 cester. Almost same age as licr mistress. 
 
 Time- May 1660. 
 
 Place — Lady Beatrice (Iraham's house in the Country. 
 
 Scene— //r^// of the house. If the space is very 
 limited, call it Lady Beatrice Graham's boudoir. 
 Not too much furniture. Portrait on the ivall 
 of a' Cavalier. 
 
 Nell discovered at work : saving a silk dress at a 
 table. Dress of the period for servants, neat and 
 sober, white cap, white kerchief over her neck and 
 shoulders.
 
 THE GLOVE 201 
 
 NELL {looking up) 
 There's more trouble ! Always more trouble ! 
 Ay ! and always will be till the King comes back. 
 As my lady is so fond of singing, 
 
 * Then look for no peace, for the war shall never 
 cease, 
 Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 Yes, always more trouble. And my lady always 
 in the thick of it. One of these fine days she'll be 
 carried off to prison for treason. What a comfort 
 it is to be a humble maid instead of a great lady ! 
 
 Enter Lady BEATRICE with a letter in her hand. 
 
 LADY r>. 
 Nell ! Nell ! I have had news. Oh ! great 
 news ! Glorious news ! 
 
 NELL {looks np interrogatively') 
 Yes, my lady ? 
 
 LADY B. 
 Nell ! You are a faithful girl- -a discreet girl — 
 you are a sweet girl. In other words, }-ou are a 
 phoenix of maids. And, like me, Nell, you have 
 memories to keep you faithful. Your father was 
 well stricken in years when he went out to die 
 beside my own father ; and I was a young girl of 
 ten when they went forth together to die on the
 
 202 THE GLOVE 
 
 field of Worcester. I remember them riding away. 
 Your father, a brave man and a loyal, rode last as 
 if to protect the others. 
 
 NELL 
 
 I remember, m}- lady. 
 
 LADY r.. 
 And my brother rode in the same troop. Saw 
 one ever a more gallant lad of eighteen } 
 
 NELL 
 
 Yes, my lady, I remember well. Father was on 
 in years, but he could strike a blow still. He used 
 to swear a little, but he did his duty ; and he drank 
 a little ; but mother always said that all was right 
 with any man \\ho died as father died. 
 
 LADY R. [layiug liand on NELL'S shoulder) 
 Your mother is a brave woman, Nell. What 
 can a man do better than to die for the right ? Ay, 
 that wipes out all. But listen, Nell ; listen. Is 
 there no one about ? 
 
 NELL 
 
 No one, my lady. 
 
 LADY \\. 
 
 This letter — this letter comes from Holland — 
 from my brother Mcrcia, who is with the King.
 
 THE GLOVE 203 
 
 Listen. * The times,' lie says, ' are almost ripe. 
 Noll gone to his own place — ' he means the Devil, 
 the Earl always means well — ' the new man with 
 no hold of the people, who have no fear of him 
 nor no love of him' — indeed that is true. 
 
 NELL 
 Yes, my lady. 
 
 LADY B. 
 You sec, Nell, how well they understand things 
 at the Hague. 'Tis a strange place enough for the 
 King's Court, to be sure. 
 
 NKLL 
 Yes, my lady. Where is the Hague .-' 
 
 LADY 15. 
 In the Low Countries ; but back to our letter — 
 ' I must not speak out too freely in a letter ; but, my 
 dear, I will say this : Expect thy King in his own 
 Palace at Whitehall before many weeks, and thy 
 brother back to his own house as soon as crop 
 ears are turned out. Our messengers are up and 
 down the countr)' heartening the people.' 
 
 NELL 
 That they are, my lady. 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 ' 'Tis a dangerous duty, and they who undertake 
 it carry their lives in their hands. The messenger
 
 204 THE GLOVE 
 
 who brings thee this may be trusted. But be careful 
 in whose presence you speak to him. I will not 
 tell thee his name.' 
 
 NELL 
 Not tell his name, my lady ? 
 
 LADY 11. 
 
 ' That is a surprise for thee. I have told his 
 Majesty what I have said. lie bade me add these 
 words : " Tell thy sweetheart sister, Tom, that I 
 will kiss her at Whitehall before all the Court." ' 
 Nell, 'tis a gallant prince ! ' Certainly, dear sister, 
 none e\cr knew the King to break his word in 
 such a promise as that. Wherefore be of good 
 heart, forget the past, and look forward stedfastly 
 and stoutly to the time when the King shall come to 
 his own again.' Yes, Nell, yes — (Sings the refrain) 
 
 ' Then look for no peace, for the war shall never 
 cease 
 Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 Oh ! the old words. They ring in my brain. . . . 
 It is like the morning when they rode away, Nell ! 
 {Catches maid by the hand.) Yes, we can Ipoth re- 
 member that day . . . they rode away — they rode 
 away ... to die — two of them to die and the other 
 to live in exile. My brother's life was saved by his 
 friend Hugh Valentine, whom he kjves somuch. I 
 would I could sec that same Hugh Valentine.
 
 THE GLOVE 205 
 
 Well, we would send them again to-day on the same 
 errand if need were — to die — to die — for the King 
 — for the King ! (ShiA^s down and buries her face 
 in her hands. Springs to her feet again and sings 
 a Fain) 
 
 ' Then look for no peace, for the war shall never 
 cease 
 Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 NELL 
 Nay, mistress, be calm. Should Colonel Tom- 
 linson hear ! 
 
 LADY B. 
 His cars arc tingling, and so thc}' may ! 
 
 NELL 
 Should thc servants hear ! 
 
 LADY 15. 
 Let them hear ! They will all join in thc re- 
 frain — 
 
 • Look for no peace, for the war shall never cease 
 Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 NELL 
 
 The people are not all to be trusted, my lady. 
 
 But yesterday I met that sour old saint, Win-the- 
 
 Fight Sludge, the Sexton ; he was muttering as he 
 
 walked along. When he saw me, he lifted up his
 
 2o6 THE GLOVE 
 
 head and said, ' Go tell your mistress there's men to 
 
 fight now as there were men to fight then. Another 
 
 Worcester field shall send them flying again.' 
 
 There had been drinking of the King's health at 
 
 the tavern. 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Let him talk. We will continue him, when we 
 
 have all come back, to dig the graves. It suits his 
 
 mood. But, Xell, where is the messenger? Who 
 
 brought this letter ? My brother said it would be 
 
 a surprise. Go, look upon him. Give him food and 
 
 drink. 
 
 NELL 
 
 He is on the terrace, my lad)'. {Goes out — 
 
 rctuDis?) ALidam, it is a gentleman. 
 
 LADY 15. 
 
 A gentleman ? A gentleman ? Then— then — 
 it must be one of the messengers of whom mj* 
 brother speaks. Go, bring him here. {Exit NELL.) 
 Oh ! if it can be true ! If I shall see the Kine: — and 
 my brother banished for nine long years — and per- 
 haps the gallant Colonel V^alcntine who saved my 
 brother's life and is my brother's dearest friend ! 
 
 Enter Colonel Valentine. Xell waits -wit/i 
 folded /liVids (it the door. 
 
 VALENTINE {bowing /ozi') 
 Lady Beatrice ?
 
 THE GLOVE 
 
 207 
 
 LADV 13. 
 Pray be welcome, Sir. You come from the 
 Hague recently ? 
 
 UK RAISES he:; hand and kisses ir 
 
 VALENTINE 
 Quite recentl}', Madam, as the letter which I 
 brought with me has doubtless told you.
 
 208 THE GLOVE 
 
 LADY B. {lookiiig at him curiously) 
 My brother is well ? 
 
 VALENTINE 
 He is quite well, and hopeful. 
 
 LADY 1$. 
 
 And — and — he said that I should receive a 
 surprise. Sir, there is a gallant gentleman about 
 the King of whom I would fain ask news. He is a 
 gentleman whom I have only seen once, when I was 
 a little girl ; but he saved ni}- brother's life, being 
 a very valiant gentleman, and he is my brother's 
 dearest friend, and — I should like to ask about him, 
 or, better still, to have speech with him ; and I think 
 that you are none other than that valiant gentle- 
 man, llu;^h \^dentine. 
 
 VALENTIN L 
 Madam, I am Hugh Wilcntinc. 
 
 LADY li. 
 Then, Sir, I thank )ou. Can I say more ? 
 There are no words that can sa}' more. {Offers 
 her hand. He takes off his glove, throws it on the 
 table and kneels to kiss her hand.) Sir, it is now 
 nine years since you dragged my poor brother 
 off the field. Oh! Colonel Valentine, what can I 
 say .•* — where find words of gratitude ? Oh ! lo)-al
 
 THE GLOVE 209 
 
 friend and brave soldier! In m}' brother's name 
 you are welcome here. For his dear sake all that 
 this poor house contains is yours. 
 
 VALENTINE 
 
 Nay, Madam. Best to say nothing, believe me ; 
 all that is old history. Shall I tell you about your 
 brother ? 
 
 LADV li. 
 Why did he not tell me who was the bearer ? 
 But he said it would be a surprise. It is indeed a 
 surprise, a joyful surprise. Yet I must not forget. 
 There is danger, which you love. Tell me of — 
 the King. Does all go well ? 
 
 VALENTINE 
 All goes well. We wait only to sec which way 
 inclines the arm\'. Meantime there are many like 
 myself going from house to house to sound the 
 heart of the countr}-. If I read the signs aright, a 
 few more wc^ks or da}'s— and then 
 
 NELL {runs ill hurriedly') 
 My lady, my lady ! Colonel Tomlinson is 
 marching across the Park towards the house with 
 a posse of men armed with pikes and firelocks. 
 
 LADV j;. 
 With a posse of men ? Then, Colonel Valentine, 
 
 p
 
 2IO THE GLOVE 
 
 he is coming to seek for you. Who betrayed you ? 
 Did you pass through the village ? Did any one 
 speak to )-ou ? 
 
 VALENTINE 
 One spoke to me — a sour, crop-eared knave, 
 who looked like an ill-bred fiend. He was so kind 
 as to tell me his highly distinguished name — 
 Win-the-Eight Sludge. 
 
 LADY v.. 
 
 'Twas the Se.xton. He must have made some 
 
 guess and gone straight to Colonel Tomlinson, like 
 
 the meddlesome wretch he is. Well, quick, Nell I 
 
 quick, girl, thou art al\va)'s ready. Should the 
 
 Colonel fl}- ? 
 
 NELL 
 
 M}' lad}', it is too late. He cannot get across 
 
 the open ground of the Park without being seen. 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Then the secret room — the Priest's Chamber. 
 
 NELL 
 They found Lord Hexham there. The secret 
 of the Priest's Chamber has been already discovered 
 once, and might be again. But, my lady. Colonel 
 Valentine, there is always a chance of a disguise 
 baffling pursuers. 
 
 LADY B. 
 Not friendship for me — not the love he professes
 
 THE GLOVE 211 
 
 would stay Colonel Tomlinson's hand a moment. 
 He will arrest you if he finds you — and once 
 
 arrested Oh! (^Clasps her hands.) They know 
 
 nor ruth nor reason. Oh ! Colonel Valentine — that 
 you should run this cruel peril — for me. 
 
 VALENTINE 
 
 Since it is for you, Lady Beatrice, could I 
 
 regret it } 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Quick, Nell ! What disguise shall the Colonel 
 
 put on } 
 
 NELL 
 He is the same height as Vaughan, your lady- 
 ship's serving man. He might masque as 
 
 Vaughan. 
 
 LADV r.. 
 
 True, true ! It must be done at once — the 
 
 Coloners cavalier clothes must be hid in the Priest's 
 
 Chamber. Hurry, hurry ! Colonel Valentine, we 
 
 will talk when Colonel Tomlinson has gone — if we 
 
 get the chance. Quick ! quick ! 
 
 [Exeunt NELL and COLONEL VALENTINE. 
 
 LADV 15. {looks out of zvindozi') 
 
 Here they come, the Colonel and his posse. 
 
 How determined he looks ! Ah ! how good and 
 
 great a man is there spoiled by his party and his 
 
 religion. What shall we want the pretended
 
 212 
 
 THE GLOVE 
 
 Vaughan to do ? He must bring in some wine. 
 He must pour it out. That is not much. Men 
 like Colonel Tomlinson do not regard a serving 
 man. They never look such an one in the face. 
 
 r^'r 
 
 ;.^V 
 
 m/\i 
 
 
 'HERE TIIKY COME-TIIE COLONEL AND HIS POSSE 
 
 The King escaped as a serving man. Oh ! it will 
 be a quarter of an hour only : a formal search of 
 the house ; then he will go away again and search 
 the Park and gardens. {Tramp of feet outside^
 
 THE GLOVK 213 
 
 Here they are. {Enter CoLOXEL TOMLINSON.) 
 You are welcome, Colonel Tomlinson. You would 
 be more welcome without your company of armed 
 men. What mean you, Colonel ? Am I to be 
 arrested ? Come in and let me know what I have 
 done to be honoured by this visit of an armed 
 posse ? 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Forgive me, Madam, (//j turns round and 
 speaks to men outside.) Six of you stay without. 
 No one is to leave the house. The rest remain 
 in the hall, waiting orders. Lady Beatrice, believe 
 me, I am troubled thus to intrude upon you. My 
 reason is this. The country is filled with agitators 
 and emissaries of the Young Man 
 
 LADY r>. 
 You mean, of the King ! 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Call him as you will. They are going in dis- 
 guise from house to house, from village to village. 
 They fill the minds of ignorant people with hopes 
 that cannot be realised ; they preach another 
 rising ; they want more bloodshed. 
 
 LADY B. 
 They might be better pleased with a bloodless 
 revolution.
 
 214 THE GLOVE 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 They prepare the way — a \va>' that will be 
 rough and rugged. 
 
 LADV B. (si/i^s i)i a low voice) 
 ' Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 As for these messengers of rebellion, one of 
 them passed through the village just now, called 
 for a stoup of wine at the inn, told the people to 
 expect the Young Man soon, and then entered the 
 Park and came to this house. 
 
 LADV ];. 
 To this house ? To this house ? Where then 
 is he? In the kitchen ? 
 
 COLON LL T. 
 I fear that he is not in the kitchen. 
 
 LADY B. 
 Colonel Tomlinson, you have always expressed 
 a great friendship for me. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 More than friendship, Madam. 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Then — more than friendship — if you please to 
 call it so. Now is the time to prove that friendship.
 
 THE GLOVE 215 
 
 If the man is here, let him depart in peace. Take 
 your soldiers away and let this person — if he is in 
 the house — go unmolested. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Should I be worthy of your friendship, Lady 
 Beatrice, if I were guilty of treachery to my 
 cause .-* 
 
 LADV ]!. 
 
 Treachery to- But I must needs be silent. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 .Mas ! Madam, we must both practise patience 
 and silence. Lady ]^catrice, I must, as it is my 
 dut)', search the house. 
 
 LAi)\' ];. 
 As you please. I will tell m}' women to throw 
 the rooms open. [Exit. 
 
 COLONEL T. (sees glove on tabic— takes it up — 
 examines it) 
 {Aside) Ha ! where the glove is, the owner is 
 not far off. Then he lias been here. I believe it is 
 the most active of all : Hugh Valentine ! the old 
 friend of her brother the Earl. Yes — this must be 
 his glove. He is here ! and I must arrest him, 
 and the end is certain. Then farewell to Lady 
 Beatrice ! It must be done. Though he may be 
 my rival, I hate to do it ; but it must be done. {Goes
 
 2l6 
 
 THE GLOVE 
 
 to door, calls men?) Four of you to basement and 
 cellars. Look behind every cask. Take lights, and 
 leave no corner unsearched. Four of you — you — 
 you four — take the rooms on the ground floor. 
 
 -J «^4, 
 
 'A clove! a gentleman's glove' 
 
 The rest upstairs — search in every room — search 
 the roof, the chimneys, the garrets ; look in every 
 cupboard and under every bed. {Stcvids back to
 
 THE GLOVE 217 
 
 let Lady B. enter. She cojnesin,follozvedby Nell 
 and Colonel Valentine disguised as serving 
 man: his Jiair piilled over his face ; a napkin over 
 his left arm. 'HVAA. takes Jierivork again. COLONEL 
 Valentine stands in the cornier, ready to obey when 
 07'dered. COLONEL TOMLINSON, luhen the men 
 have gone off tramping to their ivork, turns back to 
 the roo?n.) 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 I trust, Madam, that this trouble to your house- 
 hold will not occupy many minutes. I confess that 
 I hope the malignant has escaped. He will be 
 arrested sooner or later, and I would prefer that 
 he should be arrested outside your house. 
 
 LADY 11. 
 The trouble, as you call it. Colonel Tomlinson 
 of your presence and that of your friends has gone 
 on for a good many years. A few house searchings, 
 more or less, matter little. Wc are, however, in 
 hopes that there may be a change as to this. But 
 I forgot. Vaughan, be so good as to bring a flagon 
 of wine. [ii.lvV COLON el VALENTINE. 
 
 COLONEL T. {goes to door ; looks out.) 
 Well? 
 
 VOICES OF MEN 
 Nothing in the cellars, Sir.
 
 2i8 THE GLOVE 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 You arc sure ? You searched cvcr)-\vhere ? 
 
 MEN {traDiping downstairs) 
 Nothing in the rooms above, Sir. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 You searched every room — c^arrct, roof, 
 
 chimne)S? 
 
 MEN 
 
 Every room, Sir, and the chimneys. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 There are the stables. Go search the stables 
 and the gardens. {Reiunis to room.) Lady 
 Beatrice, I am happy to report that this man of 
 whom we are in search is not in the house. 
 
 Enter WiN-TllE-FlcilT Sludc.k, the Sexton. He 
 carries in his hand the COLON EL'.S embroidered 
 coat. 
 
 SLUDGE 
 They did not look in the Priest's Chamber, 
 Colonel — I knew the room. 'Twas there we found 
 Lord Hexham whom we took to London, where he 
 was beheaded. In the Priest's Room I found these 
 things. {Shoi^'s coat.) 'Tis the scarlet coat of the 
 man who passed through the village ; the man to 
 whom I spoke ; the man we arc looking for.
 
 THE GLOVE 219 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 I knew it— he has been here —he must be here 
 still. {Goes to door.) Let four men watch the door. 
 Search the house once more from top to bottom. 
 He must be here somewhere. 
 
 Enter VALENTINE bearing tray with wine and two 
 silver cups upon it. Offers to Lady BEATRICE, 
 %vho pours out a little and holds the cup tn her hand. 
 He offers to COLONEL TOMLINSON, who fills a cup 
 and takes it off the tray. Notices servant's hands. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 {Aside) Ha ! Hands rather white and shapely 
 
 for a servant. {Looks at his face.) And face, humph ! 
 
 not a familiar face. I have never seen this fellow 
 
 at the Hall before. 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Will you pledge me, Colonel ? 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Madam, it is my honour so to do {still looking 
 at Valentine). 
 
 SLUDGE {whispers COl.O^'ii-h TOMLINSON) 
 Sir, sir, a word— this servant is no servant : he 
 is the gentleman whom you seek. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 Silence. I understand. You can leave that 
 coat and go. [Exit SLUDGE.
 
 220 THE GLOVE 
 
 COLONEL T. {shuts the door, points to coat and to glove, 
 addresses VALENTINE) 
 
 Sir, if you will be good enough to take off this 
 disguise of a lackey and to put on this coat and to 
 take up your glove, I believe that I shall be speaking 
 to Colonel Hugh Valentine, lately arrived from the 
 Hague, as one of the followers of the young man, 
 Charles Stuart. 
 
 VALKNTLNK 
 
 Sir, you arc right. No need to change my 
 coat, it is always that of a loyal subject of the King. 
 My glove? (COLONEL TOMLINSON hands it to 
 him.) I thank you, Sir. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Sir, you arc my prisoner. I am a magistrate of 
 the county, and I arrest }'ou. 
 
 \ALENTINE 
 I do perceive the fact. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Will you give me your parole, or will }ou be 
 taken in hand b}' ni}' men ? 
 
 VALENTINE 
 
 You have my parole. Sir. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 Your business, I take it, has been to spread
 
 THE GLOVE 221 
 
 abroad sedition and to stir up to rebellion. This is 
 a grave charge, Sir. 
 
 VALENTINE 
 All this, Sir, I assure you, I have considered and 
 understand. There is no more to say. Shall we 
 relieve Lady Beatrice of our presence ? 
 
 LADY E. 
 Hugh ! {S/ic takes his hand. To COLONEL T.) 
 Who told you that this was Colonel Valentine ? 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 That glove which I found on your table made 
 me suspect. I knew that Colonel Valentine was 
 abroad. I knew that he would come here from }'our 
 brother. I saw that the hands of the serving man 
 were not the hands of a servant, and I concluded that 
 we had here none other than the man whom most 
 we wanted — Colonel Hugh Valentine himself 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Oh ! the glove ! — the fatal glove ! 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 Lady I^eatrice, you must sa}- farewell to my 
 
 prisoner. Sir {to COLONEL V.), make your farewells. 
 
 I will leave you alone with this lady for a few minutes ; 
 
 I have your parole. \^Exit COLONEL T.
 
 222 THE GLOVE 
 
 VALENTINE 
 Lady Beatrice, I thank kind heaven that it has 
 allowed mc once to look into your face and to kiss 
 your hand. (/A* raises her Jiand and kisses it.) I 
 have so often, with your brother, who is almost your 
 lover, talked over your perfections that — may I say 
 it? 
 
 LADY B. 
 
 Colonel \'alentine, say what }'ou will, for oh ! 
 my heart is breaking. Oh ! my brother ! m)- 
 brother! That you should lose such a fiicnd ! 
 And I — Oh ! But I will weep when nothing more 
 can be done. Quick ! Let me think. They will 
 take you to the Assize town — to London. They 
 will tr)' }-ou. I will fall at the feet of this new 
 man, this son of the Protector. 
 
 VALENTINE 
 Nay, I fear that ma}- not be. It will be a 
 drum-head court-martial most likely. Let mc say 
 farewell. Dear Lady Beatrice. {^Kneels on one knee 
 and takes Jier Jiand.) Queen of my heart! whom 
 I have always loved, }'ct never till now beheld — 
 farewell (/A' rises, still holding her hand.) Oh ! 
 wc live a lifetime in such a moment. Farewell, my 
 dear ; farewell ! 
 
 [Ringing of churcJi bells outside, fanfare of 
 trumpets, shouting.
 
 THE GLOVE 223 
 
 LADY B. {runs to windows) 
 What is it ? They ring the church bells. 
 There are men running across the Park. They are 
 crying — what ? 
 
 VOICKS {outside) 
 God save the King ! God save the King ! 
 
 LADY 1!. {clutcliing Valentine by the hand) 
 What ? Is it — is it — is it — God save the King ! 
 
 Enter COLONEL T. 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 Whatever the varlets shout, you are still my 
 prisoner, Sir. {Opens doo):) What ho ! Guard ! 
 
 Enter WiN-TIIE-FlGIlT SLUDGE 
 SLUDGE 
 
 They are all tossing up their caps for the Young 
 Man, Sir. They are all gone mad ; they are drunk 
 with the blood of Babylon. They are all gone 
 astray. The Devil has possessed them all — all ! 
 
 \_Exit tossing up his arms. 
 
 VALENTINE 
 You see. Colonel, to remain a prisoner I 
 must have a guard. I withdraw my parole. If — 
 on the lawn {touches hilt of sword).
 
 224 THE GLOVE 
 
 VOICES 
 God save the Kincj! God save the King ! 
 
 
 J 
 
 
 ■ <^ 
 
 'GOD SAVE THE KINC, 
 
 COLONEL T. 
 
 Vou arc free Sir.
 
 THE GLOVE 225 
 
 VALENTINE 
 In that case {takes cup of zuine, offers it to 
 Lady B.). In that case, Lady Beatrice, what say 
 you ? 
 
 LADY B. {takes the cup ; then holds it up and 
 sifigs) 
 ' Then look for no peace, for the war shall never 
 cease 
 Till the King shall come to his own again.' 
 
 {To Colonel T.) Friend, we have been friends 
 when to be a friend to any of your party demanded 
 the highest gifts on your side and the greatest faith 
 on mine. Reverse the position, dear Colonel 
 Tomlinson. Be now the friend of the conquering 
 side. 
 
 VALENTINE {tahcs the cup arid holds it up) 
 God save the King ! God save the King ! 
 
 colonel t. 
 I may not drink that toast with you. Madam, 
 we have been friends— we shall remain friends — 
 always and always. Lady Beatrice. I drink your 
 health, I pray for your happiness, I kiss your 
 hand. \Kneels and kisses her hand. 
 
 CURTAIN 
 
 Q
 
 236 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 THE SPY 
 
 DRAMATIS PKRSOX.E 
 
 Georges Cadoudal . . . Leader in Vendee War. 
 
 Michel LE RoniNi'; . . . Serjeant. Foster-brother of 
 
 Madeleink. 
 
 MtHfiE DE LA TorciiE . . The Spy. 
 
 Paul The Village Fiddler. 
 
 Peasant Soldiers, &;c. 
 
 Madame Landlady of the Inn, 
 
 Annetie llcr Ser%'anl, 
 
 Madeleine des Lieix Saints. Fiancee of Cadoldal. 
 
 Time.— The War of Vendee. 
 
 Place. — The Princi]ial Room of the Inn of Lokmariaker. 
 
 Scene I. — Summer evening. Window at back 
 with long bencJi or chairs underneath it. Doors 
 R. and L. The LANDLADY seated in a high- 
 backed chair looks on, knit ting ail the time. Men 
 in rustic garb, zvith belts and cartridge boxes, 
 each carrying a gun, come in gradually^ half a 
 dozen or more. They take off their hats to 
 Madame ,• they shake hands with each other ; 
 they stack their guns in the corner and sit doivn 
 in twos and threes playing cards, dominoes, &c , 
 at the back. ANNETTE, behind bench at R. 
 corner, has an earthenware tub in front of her into
 
 I] THE SPY 227 
 
 which she is shredding vegetables and cutting 
 bread for next day's soup. 
 
 LANDLADY {on rise of cnrtain) 
 They will all be here presently. Annette, if the 
 Captain and Mam'zclle want to be alone, go into 
 the garden and cut lettuces. 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 Yes, Madame. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 The tender lambs ! They sec so little of each 
 
 other. Annette ! 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 Yes, Madame. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 In case the Captain takes his supper here, be 
 ready with a chicken to roast. 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 Yes, Madame. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Ah mc I The poor fellows must needs sup off 
 broken heads, or worse, on the campaign. 
 
 \^At the windozu appears the face ^y MEliKE DE 
 LA TOUCHE. He wears a sailor s jersey ; 
 black hair over his forehead and hanging 
 on his shoulders, and a red flaniicl cap ; a 
 pale face. He peers about, steps round to 
 the door and enters.
 
 228 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 MIiHtE 
 Good evening, Madame. 
 
 LANDLAin 
 Good evening, friend. I don't know you. 
 Where do you come from ? 
 
 MKHl'.E 
 
 From Sarziau— on the other side of Morbihan. 
 My name is Jacques Candenac. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Well, Jacques Candenac, what is your business 
 Have you been in the King's navy ? 
 
 Ml'; I IKK 
 No -in fact Hush ! [Points to ANNETTE. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 You needn't mind Annette. In this part of the 
 world we are all true. You ought to know that if 
 }'ou arc a good Breton. 
 
 MKIIKK 
 
 Well — the lact is, we've got as fast a boat as 
 runs across the Channel, and wc load her with 
 brandy. Now you know.
 
 I] THE SPY 229 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Well, there's no harm in that. And what are 
 you doing here ? 
 
 MLiif:E 
 
 I want to join Captain Georges. He is in the 
 village, is he not ? 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Perhaps he is ; perhaps he is not. 
 
 MEin':E 
 I cross the Channel to-morrow. I can take 
 letters for him. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Well — sit down. {Aside) Humph ! I don't 
 like your looks, Jacques Candenac. (MElll'lE goes 
 to the doo}\ looks up and doz<.'n the road curiously, 
 takes out pocket-book, makes notes) Annette, come 
 here, child. You know Sarziau. Is there anyone 
 there named Jacques Candenac, contrabandist ? 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 No, Madame. No one. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Then hold your tongue, [Meh£e returns. 
 
 mEiiLe 
 A cup of cider, Madame, if you please.
 
 230 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Annette, cider. 
 
 Enter 1ST SOLDI l£R. 
 
 1ST SOLDIER. 
 Good evening, Madame. 
 
 \Puts his musket in cortier hehiud door. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Good evening. Annette, cider. 
 
 Enter 2ND SOLDIER. 
 
 2ND SOLDIER. 
 Good evening, Madame. 
 
 \Puts his uinsket be]nnd door. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Good evening. Annette, cider. 
 
 Enter three more Soldiers, li'lio say " Good 
 rcening, Madamcy 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Good evening, friends. Annette, cider. 
 
 [ TJie men drink about and sing. 
 
 MEN 
 
 The Blues arc on their way, 
 They think of yesterday ; 
 The}- think of what to plunder and to borrow ;
 
 I] THE SPY 231 
 
 They do not count the cost 
 Of all that must be lost 
 When the reckoning shall come upon the morrow ! 
 
 Enter MiCHEL LE RoBIXi^:. 
 
 ^[ICIIEL 
 
 Steady, boys ; steady. Not too much cider. 
 {Shakes Juinds ivith the Landlady.) The Cap- 
 tain will be here directly. 
 
 MEN {ail together) 
 The Captain ! Captain Georges ! 
 
 MICHEL 
 Well spoken, men ! There's no captain like 
 Captain Georges ; not one in the world. 
 
 MEN 
 Not one ! Not one ! 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 Who is it makes the Blues to break and fly ? 
 The Captain ! Who leads us on to victory after 
 victory ? The Captain ! 
 
 MEN 
 The Captain ! The Captain !
 
 232 THE SPY [scene 
 
 Enter MADELEINE. 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 Mam'zcllc, you arc welcome ! The place is 
 rough, but the hearts arc true. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Brave soldiers, I come to wish you God speed. 
 
 MICHEL 
 We arc all of us your servants, Mam'zelle, and 
 none more than Michel Ic Robinc, your foster- 
 brother. \^She holds out Jicr hand. He kisses it. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Annette, cider. 
 
 [Annette offers pannikin to MADELEINE, 
 li'Jio raises it. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Friends and brothers all ! {Drinks.) To the 
 King ! 
 
 MEN 
 To the King ! 
 
 ^L\I)ELEINE 
 
 To the Captain ! [Drinks. 
 
 MEN 
 To the Captain ! [Drink.
 
 i] THE SPY 233 
 
 EfiUr Faul, tlie village fiddler. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Welcome, Paul. You come just in time to give 
 us some music. 
 
 [Paul sits down and begins to play. MADE- 
 LEINE holds up Jiand to command silence, 
 steps into the midst and sings a song. 
 
 ^L^DE LE I N E {taking stage) 
 Gentlemen of the Army of Vendee, attention ! 
 
 l^Sings. 
 So long as we draw breath 
 We will fight the Blues to death, 
 Their Master is the Master of to-day ; 
 But a morrow sure will come, 
 And with that morrow's drum 
 We shall know how^ they value Vendee. 
 Vendee for ever ! We break away and sever 
 From the tyrant who is leading us to fall. 
 We hold to the right, and may Heaven give 
 
 us might. 
 And our Captain, our Captain over all ! 
 
 [Business of presenting arms. 
 Captain Georges is a man, 
 Captain Georges can act and plan, 
 The Corsican is triumphing to-day ;
 
 2 34 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 But he counts without his host, 
 
 Captain Georges is at his post, 
 
 Captain Georges, Captain Georges for Vendee ! 
 
 Vendee for ever ! Yield shall we never ! 
 
 Though the tyrant may have millions at his 
 
 call ; 
 \Vc hold to the right, and may Heaven grant 
 
 us might, 
 And our Captain, our Captain over all ! 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 Annette, cider. 
 
 [Paul ^^^j on playing. One or two of the 
 men get up and execute a clumsy dance. 
 
 ^L■\DELEINE {to MlCIIEL, down stage) 
 There is trouble in your eye, my friend. I saw 
 it when I came in. 
 
 MICHEL 
 The Captain has discovered treacher\-. There 
 arc villains abroad and anear. 
 
 ^L'\DELEINE 
 Here 1 Among our brave Bretons ^ 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 Traitors creep in everywhere. The Captain's 
 plans have been betrayed. We shall move on at
 
 I] THE SPY 235 
 
 once — this evening. The rendezvous has been 
 suddenly changed. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Do they suspect anyone ? 
 
 MICHEL 
 I do not know for certain whom the Captain 
 suspects. But, Mam'zelle— people speak but ill of 
 your cousin — of Mehee de la Touche 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Alas ! that I have to own that cousin. W'hcre- 
 ever he goes treachery and murder follow in his 
 track. What of him ? ( With a tone of anxious 
 terror.) 
 
 MICHEL 
 The Captain has been told that Mehee has left 
 Paris on a secret mission hither. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 He would not dare ! 
 
 MICHEL 
 He does not want for daring of that kind. He 
 has been an agent of the Emigres and betrayed 
 them. He has been agent for the French Republic
 
 236 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 and betrayed them too. He corresponds with the 
 
 English Government and sells their secrets to the 
 
 French. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 Why should he come here ? 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 To get hold of the Captain's intentions ; to in- 
 veigle the Chouans to their destruction ; to learn 
 where the army of the emigres will land. There is 
 no want of business, Mam'zellc, for your cousin 
 to do. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Well — he will be discovered — and then 
 
 MICHEL 
 Short work. His back to a wall. A platoon 
 in front of him. 
 
 MEN {all jtunp to their feet) 
 The Captain ! The Captain ! 
 
 Enter GEORGES Cadoudal, about five-and-twenty^ 
 military bearing and dress, carrying cutlass and 
 pistols. Looks round, salutes the men. 
 
 cadoudal 
 lere ; 
 has done well. 
 
 Good. There are more outside. The village
 
 I] THE SPY 237 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 Not another man left in it, Captain. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 All men of Lokmariaker ! 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 I know them all, Captain. Good men and true 
 — except that white-faced man in the corner. I 
 don't know him. 
 
 IMICIIEL 
 Ah ! Come out then, you white-face. 
 [^Steps over ajid lays hands on Jiis shoulder and 
 brings him before CAPTAIN. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 So, sir, who arc you } 
 
 LANDLADY 
 He says that he is named Jacques Candenac 
 from Sarziau. There is no one of that name 
 known at Sarziau. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Indeed ! 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Says he is a smuggler. They are all smugglers 
 in Sarziau, but there is no Jacques Candenac 
 amoncr them.
 
 238 THK SPY [SCENE 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Show him to the men, Michel. Sec if they 
 know him. 
 
 [ They all look at him and shake their heads. 
 
 CADOUDAL {in front ti'ith MADELEINE) 
 My dear, all promises well. There will be a 
 descent in a week or two b)' the English fleet with 
 five thousand emigres. This time we shall give 
 a final account of the Blues. Iloche will find the 
 Chouans too much for him. 
 
 >LVDELEIXK 
 Five thousand emigres ! Oh ! It is splendid. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 But, sweetheart, there is treachery abroad. At 
 every point I learn that troops arc gathered in 
 numbers that show design, not accident. If I could 
 only lay my hands on the traitors ! 
 
 MADKLEINE 
 Courage, Georges. A traitor is al\va}'s found 
 sooner or later. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Meantime, the mischief may be done. 
 [Outside: bn^le and roil of a drum. Men all 
 jump np, take muskets and go out. J'oice 
 of command Jieard.
 
 l-j THE SPY 239 
 
 MICHEL {bringing M£iii?E to the Captain by the 
 skoiddcr) 
 No one knows him, Captain. 
 
 CADOUDAL {to ]\Ii:iIl-.E) 
 
 Speak — you 
 
 m£h£e 
 For your own ear, Captain. 
 [ They come down the stage to the front. LAN u- 
 L AD Y goes on luith her knitting. A N N ETT E 
 crocs on i.'ith her shredding MADELEINE 
 
 ^7//^/ Michel up stage. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 For my own car ? Well— speak. 
 
 m£h£e 
 What I said about Sarziau was not true. I am 
 on secret service from the Ikitish Government. I 
 bear credentials signed by Pitt. I am here to take 
 over the Channel to-night any message or letter 
 you may wish to send. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Indeed! Credentials from Pitt.' Do you 
 know, Sir., it is a vastly dangerous thing to carry 
 about credentials from Pitt in this country?
 
 240 Till-: SPY [SCENE 
 
 Mi'miiE 
 It is also a vastly dangerous thing to lead half- 
 armed rebels against the Republic. Since it is for 
 the Cause— why, we do not think of the danger. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 Well— let me see your credentials. 
 
 MKHKE 
 
 They arc here. {Produces Icathcni pocket-book 
 — takes out letter.) Read what is written, Captain. 
 
 CADOUDAL {rends) 
 
 ' To those whom it maj' concern. — The bearer, 
 
 Andre Bernard, is a safe and trustworthy person. 
 
 Letters and information trusted to him are taken 
 
 over the Channel as opportunity may serve. — PiTT.' 
 
 Ah ! Signed, Pitt ! Signed, Pitt ! This is very 
 
 strange. 
 
 MKIIEE 
 
 Signed, Pitt. What more do you want ? 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Madeleine— ]\Iichel — help me to judge this 
 case. {They step dozen tJic sta<^e^ This man 
 shows me a letter of recommendation signed by 
 none other than Pitt. Pitt himself! P^or a com- 
 mon sailor named Andro Bernard, otherwise called 
 Jacques Candcnac. Wonderful
 
 I] THE SPY 241 
 
 MADELEINE {looking into his face) 
 I seem to remember him. I have seen that 
 face before. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 When I was in London I saw the Great Man's 
 
 secretary. I asked him about secret agents. He 
 
 told me that I must find them for myself; that 
 
 since the double-dyed treachery of one Mchce de 
 
 la Touchc 
 
 MADELEINE 
 My cousin ! 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 Ah ! Since that he would trust no Frenchman 
 again. There, also, I saw certain documents which 
 were known to me ; they were signed by Pitt. 
 Well, the signature that I saw is not this signature. 
 This letter is a forgery. 
 
 MICHEL {bugle, drum, andu'ordofcovimand witJiouf) 
 In that case— the men arc ready, Captain, as 
 
 you hear. 
 
 MEIIKE 
 The paper is as I received it. I came here. 
 
 Captain, to say that I cross the Channel to-night, 
 
 and to ask for letters. W^ny distrust me? 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 For a very simple reason. You are proved a 
 
 R
 
 242 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 liar. Take him out, Michel. Let him be shot at 
 once. You can search him afterwards. 
 
 [Michel seizes hint roughly by the coat-collar. 
 
 Cap and ivig fall off, disclose a light-haired 
 
 man. 
 
 MADELEINE {shricks (i?id clasps her hands) 
 My cousin ! INIchce de la Touche ! Oh ! 
 Villain ! 
 
 MICHEL 
 
 The murderer of September ! The companion 
 of Danton. The friend of that butcher Tallicn ! 
 Ah! 
 
 MEHLE {looks round helplessly) 
 
 Madeleine 
 
 MICHEL {drags him to the door) 
 Come, traitor and murderer. 
 
 >L\I)ELEINE 
 Georges ! he must die, of course. , . . And yet 
 . . . yet . . . yet he is my cousin, and in Brittany 
 cousinship counts for much. 
 
 CADOUDAL (to Michel) 
 Stay ! Let him go. Send him across the 
 Morbihan to Sarziau. {To M1iH1':e.) You- villain ! 
 you — traitor ! For the sake of Madeleine, your
 
 ij TIIK SPY 243 
 
 cousin, that noble soul whom I have dared to love, 
 I spare you. Live to fill up the cup of your 
 iniquities. Go ! I give you life. 
 
 MEHfiE {walks to door and turns) 
 A gift which I will never forget. {Aside) Nor 
 
 forgive. 
 
 [Madeleine smks on Jicr knees and clasps the 
 hand of Gv.OV^GE'ti. 
 
 CURTAIN 
 
 Scene 1 1. — The same. Si'.v months later. LAN i )- 
 LADY zn her chair knitting as before. ANNETTE 
 zvith a wJiite apron shredding vegetables in an 
 earthenivare dish. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Annette, go pick the sorrel for the soup. {Exit 
 Annette.) A dull time. All the men out fight- 
 ing ; and, alack ! many of them killed ; the village 
 emptied. When will it end ^ They are lions, our 
 brave fellows. But— (i'/i'^/'^J-)— when and how will it 
 end > From this corner we are fighting all France. 
 Well, well. The Captain is everywhere : he sees to 
 everything, he directs everything ; he wins all the 
 victories.
 
 244 'i'HK SPY [SCENE 
 
 Enter AXXETTE, Jicr apron full of sorrel. 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 Madame ! There is news. There has been a 
 battle. Oh ! close by— not more than five miles 
 away. I heard the cannon firing. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 ^ow do you know } Who told you ? 
 
 II 
 
 ANNETTE 
 Little Jean Kerdac. He was among the 
 soldiers. When the fighting began he lay down 
 behind a bi^f stone — a menhir — and looked on. 
 He says it was beautiful to sec the Chouans drive 
 back the Blues. When they were driven out of the 
 wood he came home. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 Two or more such victories and we shall have 
 the ICnijlish with us. 
 
 ANNETTE 
 W^ould it might be so ! 
 
 \^Gocs on i^'itJi preparations for soup.
 
 II] THE SPY 245 
 
 Enter MADELEINE joyous, excited ; she has a 
 small gun in her hand. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 Have you heard the news, Madame ? Wc have 
 defeated them and put them to flight. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 How do you know, Mam'zelle? 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 I was there. I have just returned from the 
 field of battle. 
 
 LANDLADY 
 
 You, Mam'zelle ? Returned from the field of 
 battle 1 
 
 MADELEINE 
 Why not ? Where our brave Bretons are, there 
 would I be too! I take good care of myself. 
 Like a coward woman I hide behind the stones. 
 But I watch the battle. Oh ! They are scattered ; 
 they are flying. My Georges is splendid. The 
 bullets strike men down to right and left of him ; 
 but Georges they never touch. He is the Captain 
 and the Conqueror. Why, he will sweep France 
 through from end to end.
 
 246 THE STY [SCENE 
 
 Enter MicllEL LE Rodin 1:. lie is wounded, and 
 totters. lie has a torn jacket ; Jiis Jiand is 
 tied up li'it/i a handkcrcJiief. 
 
 LANDLADY {springs to her feet) 
 M'sicu Michel ! 
 
 AL\DELEINE {runs to his assistance) 
 
 Michel ! {She Jiclps him to a chair or bench and 
 
 opens his collar.) Quick, Annette, water ! Quick ! 
 
 And cognac ! Annette, and a pillow. Quick ! 
 
 {She bends over hint, lie opens his eyes. His head 
 
 falls back upon the pilloiv.) 
 
 L\Nl»r,Al)V 
 lie has fainted. 
 
 iVL\DELEINE (/fnts licr hand ou his heart) 
 The heart beats still. Annette, the cognac. 
 {Pours a little between his lips. He opens his eyes. 
 Madeleine lifts his hand.) Michel, brother, look 
 up — you are better ? 
 
 MICHEL 
 No, INIadclcinc, I am worse. I had something 
 to say. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 What is it, Michel .'' Do not mind it now. 
 Think of x-oursclf
 
 II] THE SPY 247 
 
 MICHEL 
 I had something to say. What was it ? I forget 
 it. It was important. I have lost it. Madeleine, 
 I am dying. Bring the Cure. I must confess. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 The Cure is with the army. Oh ! What shall 
 we do ? 
 
 ANNETTE 
 
 There is a Dominican Friar — a Black Friar — 
 who has been about the village for two or three 
 days. I will bring him. [E.v/t ANNETTE. 
 
 En/t'r Cadoudal. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 Georges ! 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 Where is Michel ? I heard (J]endiug over 
 
 him zvith back to audience, slight pantoviiine of ex- 
 amination. Tnniing round to others.) It is but too 
 true. It is internal bleeding. Nothing can save 
 him. 
 
 >L\DELEINE 
 
 Georges, what has happened ? 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 The enem)' are in full flight. They are dis-
 
 248 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 posed of for a week. What do I say ? For ever ! 
 Michel, my dear comrade, is this your fate ? 
 
 MICHEL 
 Everyone in his turn, Captain. Who could ask 
 for a better way .•* 
 
 CADOUDAL {kneels beside hiiii) 
 True comrade ! loyal friend ! faithful soldier ! 
 There is no better way. Else, in the name of 
 Heaven ! how could one see these things dailyand 
 yet go on ? Is there aught I can do for you t 
 
 MIellKL [faintly) 
 Nothing — except to send for the priest. 
 
 Enter Annette r.vV// Mi-;iii:E disguised as a 
 Dominican^ iL'itJi black hood over his head — 
 leans over MICIIEL. MADELEINE kneels and 
 supports Michel'.S head. One hears the viurniur 
 of the confession. ' Mea culpa : viea culpa': 
 vtea niaxivia cidpa! These ivords grow fainter. 
 Pretended DOMINICA'S niurniurs in car of dying 
 man. Cadoudal, Annette, and Landlady 
 stand ivith folded hands and bowed heads. The 
 confession is finished. The PRIAK crosses the 
 forehead ^f the dying man. IMadeleine lays
 
 II] THE SPY 249 
 
 Ids head upon a pillow. Then all gather round 
 Jiim. The DOMINICAN is in the doorway looking 
 out. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 He is not dead, Georges ! His heart was 
 beating but a moment ago, and his voice was 
 strong to ask for the priest. He may yet recover. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 No — not with that look in his face. I have 
 seen that look too often. Madeleine, it means but 
 one thing. 
 
 MICHEL {lifts his head) 
 
 Lift me up, Madeleine. So Let me look 
 
 once more through the door. There is the sea of 
 Morbihan ; there are the islands where we sailed 
 and played. The sunshine is on them always — I 
 think — Ah ! I shall carry with me — wherever I 
 go — the memory of Morbihan — there can be no 
 better place. Farewell, my Captain, my Captain. 
 Stay! — {starts)— ihcrc was one thing I had to tell 
 you. Captain ! There is some new treachery. 
 The Blues are upon you ! 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 Where .? How ? 
 
 MICHEL 
 Here. In the village. They are on you —
 
 250 THE SPY [SCENE 
 
 even now. Captain ! I have done my duty. 
 Long live the King ! 
 
 [Fa/Is back and dies. The DOMINICAN steps 
 outside and blows a zuhistle. 
 
 MADELEINE 
 He is dead. My, Georges ! Fly I He told }-ou 
 the lollies were on )-oii. 
 
 CADOUDAL 
 
 The Blues ! W h\', I have scattered them to 
 the winds. There must indeed be treachery afoot ! 
 
 Enter coinpanj of So\d\Qrs, fol/oi^'ed by the 
 Dominican and an Officer. 
 
 DOMINICAN 
 There is )our prisoner. The other one is dead. 
 ( Throws back his hood, shozcs liimself as MlJIEE DE 
 LA TOUCIIE.) I promised you, Captain, that I 
 would never forget ! 
 
 MADELEINE 
 
 Mehee de la Touche ! 
 
 OFFICER 
 Surrender, Citizen Georges. 
 
 CADOUDAL {giving up his szi'ord) 
 I have no choice. I surrender.
 
 II] THE SPY 251 
 
 MADELEINE {luJiile tlicir attention is occupied thus 
 draivs a pistol from her belt) 
 They shall take me with you, Georges ! And 
 for you, good cousin, you shall not go without 
 the wage you so well merit ! 
 
 \_Shoots Mkiii':e, who falls dead on the spot. 
 Amid the general start MADELEINE 
 puts Iter hand in Cadoudal'S. 
 
 CURTAIN 
 
 Note.—//" the lady who plays MADELEINE objects to firearms 
 she can draw a dirk, conceal it, }^et closer to MtllfiE 7vhile GEORGES 
 surrenders, and stab Mfeiifii;,
 
 253 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 DRAMATIS rr.Rsox.i: 
 
 Lord Avknel, in shooting dress, aged twenty-seven. 
 Lady Avenel, newly married, aged twenty. 
 Charlie Vernon, Second Lieutenant, First Royal Cjloucestcrs, 
 aged twenty-one. 
 
 AL\Ri IN, the Hutler. 
 
 Scene — Breakfast room iu LORD Avenel's country 
 house. Butler discovered. He arranges c/iairs, 
 smooths the table-cloth, puts neivspaper at the back 
 ofLowV) Avenel's chair. Takes bundle of letters 
 from a tray on the sideboard and lays them before 
 three chairs. 
 
 liUTLER 
 Here's the lot, and a pretty lot it is. Glad I'm 
 not his lordship's secretary. Answering all these 
 letters every day would kill me in a week. Give 
 me my pantry and the silver, and I ask no better 
 lot. For his lordship — one, two — (a?//;/ /j-) — twenty- 
 four letters, ivith a parcel. {Takes up small parcel
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 253 
 
 tied with red tape and sealed, looks at it, feels it, 
 weighs it, presses it.) Marked ' Immediate.' Looks 
 like as if it had paper inside of it. More reading- 
 more writing. That pore young man, the secretary. 
 Some folks are greatly to be pitied. Now my 
 lady's letters. One, two-here's a scented one- 
 something sweet from another lady— great ladies 
 love each other a vast deal more than my friends 
 in the servants' hall. Here's a tradesman's bill, I 
 take it. Her ladyship isn't in a hurry to pay her 
 bills ; but give her time, give her time. What's the 
 use of being a countess if you can't get time .? One, 
 ^yxo—{eoiuits)-c\c\cn letters, mostly invitations. 
 Pleasure is a weary business. Give me my pantry 
 and my silver. Hullo! Here's a rummy start! 
 The last letter for my lady is just exactly in the 
 same handwriting as the packet for my lord ! Odd, 
 ain't it? {Compares them.) Great square hand - 
 same s's ; same t's ; same-well, it doesn't matter 
 to me. Here's the captain's letters— one— that's a 
 woman's handwriting. Well to be sure, the captain 
 do have a way with him. Another letter— and 
 another-and— dash my buttons 1 If this isn't the 
 rummiest go ! Why— this letter is written in the 
 same handwriting as the other two. It must be a 
 hospital letter— or a church restoring— or a per- 
 manent incapable- well— well. {Lays down letters 
 before Lieutenant's chair.)
 
 254 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 Eiitcr Charlie Vernon. 
 
 VERNON 
 Her ladyship down yet ? 
 
 JiUTLEK 
 
 Not yet, Sir. Your letters, Sir. {^Puts them on 
 tray and liands tJicni. LlEUT. VERNON snatches 
 the letter icJiose Jiandi<.<riti)ig has astonished the 
 butler, puts the rest in his pocket, and tears this one 
 open and reads hurriedly^ 
 
 VERNON 
 
 The devil ! 
 
 1 ; U T L E R {niechanically) 
 Yes, Sir ! 
 
 [/A' thoi, icitJi impassive face, goes on 
 smoothing table-cloth, setting knives 
 and forks in proper places, pokes f re. 
 Vernon walks up and doivn the 
 room ivith vexation. BUTLER walks 
 round the table critically. Exit. 
 
 VERNON {reads the letter again) 
 
 ' Since you have given me no answer to my 
 
 first letter and none to my second, I shall prove to 
 
 you that I can bite as well as bark. I have sent 
 
 all the love letters that you have written to Lady
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 255 
 
 Avcnel to his lordship. You will have an oppor- 
 tunity of explaining things to him — I understand 
 that you are his guest. This will make the business 
 all the pleasanter for you.' It is indeed a pleasant 
 affair. Why the devil didn't Isabel destroy the 
 confounded letters when we broke it off.!" This 
 person is a woman, clearly ; an uneducated woman 
 — where is Isabel ? \Vh}' doesn't she come down 
 in good time for breakfast .'' Oh ! confound the 
 thing! What am I to say? There's no date, I 
 know there's no date on any of the letters. He 
 will think they were written yesterday ! 
 
 Enter LadV Avknel. 
 LADV A. 
 
 Good morning, Charlie. Have you got any 
 letters this morning — anything from Clarice ? 
 
 VERNON 
 I haven't looked — }-ct. I've had something 
 else to think about. 
 
 LADV A. 
 What is the matter, my dear boy } You look 
 worried. 
 
 VERNON 
 I am more than worried. Look here, Isabel — 
 you remember two years ago when I thought that 
 you were in love with me
 
 256 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LADY A. {coldly) 
 Well? This is hardly the place for such re- 
 miniscences, is it ? 
 
 VERNON 
 
 No! — Yes! — I — know — but There were 
 
 letters— that I wrote to you —a lot of letters 
 
 LADY A. 
 What about them ? I daresay there were— I 
 remember, now, that there were. 
 
 YERNON 
 Where are the)* ? Did )-ou burn them ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 Burn them? lUirn them? I forget. No — I 
 believe they are where they were then — in my old 
 desk — in my boudoir, 
 
 VERNON 
 Suppose you look. 
 
 L.\DY A. {opens davenport or desk on stage R. 
 
 ivith key) 
 They are gone I 
 
 VERNON 
 They are stolen. Do you know this hand- 
 writing ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 It is a common, illiterate hand ; but I think it
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 257 
 
 is the writing of a lady's maid whom I had to send 
 
 away. 
 
 VERNON 
 
 Read the letter. 
 
 LADV A. {reads it) 
 Charlie ! Good heavens ! What docs the 
 wretched woman mean ? 
 
 VERNON 
 None of my letters have dates. She believes, 
 and she hopes, that Avenel will suppose that they 
 were written yesterday. {Looks casually at Isabel's 
 cover where her letters are lying.) See ! Here is a 
 letter for you in the same writing. {Hands it.) 
 
 LADY A. {reads) 
 ' Madam, I have sent your lover's letters to your 
 husband for him to read. I hope you will all three 
 be pleased.' 
 
 VERNON 
 Where is your husband .-' 
 
 LADV A. 
 
 I suppose he will be down soon. What are we 
 to do ? 
 
 VERNON 
 There isn't much left to do, is there ? I must
 
 258 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 explain the whole truth — secret engagement ; found 
 it to be a mistake —if he will only believe it. How 
 long is it since the last letter was written ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Two years. A year before I was married. 
 
 \i:kxon 
 They were rather strongly worded letters, Isabel 
 — I remember that I thought myself madly in love 
 with you. It was because I had known }'ou from 
 childhood, I suppose. 
 
 LADV A. 
 
 I suppose so. Otherwise it would have been 
 impossible, of course. 
 
 VERNON 
 Isabel ! As if I could mean that. But it zvus a 
 mistake, wasn't it ? And I've been in love several 
 times since then. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 And I've been in love once — and only once — 
 in my life -and it wasn't with )'0U, my dear boy. 
 
 VERNON 
 And now we've got to pay the piper. A vend 
 is a fiery man, Isabel — and perhaps he's a jealous 
 man. It's all very well to explain, but it's a thing 
 that may rankle.
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 259 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I have been wrong, Charlie. It is all my fault. 
 I ought to have explained long ago. But — I — I 
 was ashamed. I could not bear to think that even 
 a mistake had been made. I ought to have de- 
 stroyed the letters and told him everything. Then 
 if he chose — he might have -sent me away. Oh ! 
 I was so foolish — so foolish {Sinks into chair.) 
 
 VERNON 
 It was a thousand pities, Isabel, that you did not 
 
 burn those letters. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I forgot them. They were lying in my desk. 
 I was so happy that I forgot them. I never looked 
 at them. What do they matter to me — now ? 
 
 VERNON 
 
 Nothing — nothing — as you say. Yet — a thou- 
 sand pities 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 And then that detestable woman found them 
 
 and— and — I wonder if my husband has got those 
 
 letters yet. 
 
 VERNON 
 
 There are his letters of the day — {turns them 
 over) — and, Isabel, there is her handwriting. 
 {Takes up packet.) See! — the packet. There are the 
 letters ! 
 
 s 2
 
 26o THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Let me see. {Takes the packet.) Yes — it is her 
 handwriting. There is no doubt. This packet 
 contains the letters. 
 
 [She holds the packet in her hand. They 
 look at each other in silence. 
 
 VERNON 
 
 What is in your thoughts, Isabel ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 Tell me. 
 
 VERNON 
 If this packet were dropped in the fire — if it 
 were taken quietly away — in my pocket 
 
 LADY A 
 Hush ! Charlie. Hush ! 
 
 VERNON {takes the packet out of her hands) 
 These letters are mine, really, because I wrote 
 them. Let me have them back, Isabel ; then no 
 harm can possibl)- come to )-ou. It is for your own 
 sake, Isabel. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 No — no. 
 
 VERNON 
 They are stolen letters The}' were stolen from
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 261 
 
 your desk by that accursed woman, your maid. Put 
 them back in your desk— and in the fire afterwards. 
 {Offers her the packet?) 
 
 LADY A. 
 No —no. That was my temptation— those were 
 my most unworthy thoughts. Charlie— my old 
 friend— my old playfellow— my brother— would 
 you help me to deceive my husband again ? 
 
 VERNON 
 You have never yet deceived him. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I have not told him of things that he ought to 
 have known. And now he is to find out— to be 
 told by a woman who will give the thing all the 
 colouring that belongs to her depraved imagination. 
 I have deceived him. But I will not deceive him 
 any more. 
 
 VERNON 
 
 Take the packet, then. Put it among his letters. 
 Then farewell to your happiness, Isabel. Think ! 
 A revengeful woman seeks to injure you in that 
 point which you will feel the most keenly— the point 
 of honour. All you have to do is to put that packet 
 in the fire.
 
 262 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LADY A. 
 I will not do it. Whatever happens, I will not 
 deceive my husband again. 
 
 Enter Martin. 
 
 BUTLER 
 
 My lord have sent for his letters, my lady. By 
 )our leave, my lady. {Sweeps them on to a tray — 
 looks about.) I beg your ladyship's pardon, there 
 was a sealed packet. I noticed it among the letters. 
 I don't see it here. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 It is this packet that you are looking for. 
 
 HUTLER 
 
 Thank )-ou, my lady. (Stoops and picks it up.) 
 {Aside) It's the packet as has the same writing as 
 her letters and his. [Exit MARTIN. 
 
 VERNON 
 Well. The die is cast. He has now got the 
 letters. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Yes. He has got the letters. He will learn for 
 the first time that his wife has received love letters 
 from another man.
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 263 
 
 VERNON 
 A pleasing discovery. What shall you do, 
 Isabel ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I shall tell him everything— confess all that there 
 is to confess. 
 
 VERNON 
 
 Come— there isn't much, really. Boy and girl 
 business, at the worst. We thought we were in love 
 and we wrote burning letters— pity they were quite 
 so burning— pity women can't burn things {pettishly). 
 Heavens ! What a heap of mischief would be saved 
 if women would burn things. 
 
 LADY A. 
 Since I was so foolish as not to burn these 
 letters, I have a pleasant quarter of an hour before 
 me. Now, Charlie, it's no good getting savage. 
 Leave me for a few minutes with my husband. Go 
 away. You have got a telegram to send, or a letter 
 to post, or something. You have gone to the stables. 
 Go now. Come back in a quarter of an hour. 
 
 VERNON 
 And then ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 You will be guided by circumstances. Above
 
 264 TIIK WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 all things, remember that you have nothing to con- 
 ceal and nothing to be ashamed of. 
 
 VERNON 
 And you, Isabel — have j'ou nothing to be afraid 
 of? But )ou know Avcncl. and so I leave you. 
 
 [Exit Vernon. 
 
 LADV A. 
 
 Nothing to be afraid of ? Yes — cverj^thing. He 
 will learn that the girl he thought innocent of so 
 much as a flirtation had received love letters — 
 written love letters— with another man— had gone 
 through all the business before he appeared upon 
 the scene at all. Nothing to be afraid of? Ever>^- 
 thing— everything. If I lose his respect, what will 
 remain of his love ? Love dies without respect. 
 To lose his love — to become that miserable thing, 
 a wife unloved — it is a hard iiricc to pay for a girl's 
 mistake. And I might have destroyed the packet ! 
 No — no — never ! It was a cowardly thought — a 
 base and un worth}' thought. Ah ! 1 1 ere he comes. 
 
 Enter Lord AvENEL. 
 
 LORD A. 
 Well, my darling, what about breakfast ? 
 {Kisses her kindly. Throws his letters, including the 
 packet, carelessly on the table.) Where is Vernon ?
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 265 
 
 LADY A. 
 He was here five minutes ago. Gone to the 
 stables, I believe — to see about his horse after 
 yesterday's fall. You shall have breakfast at once. 
 {Rings bell.) We needn't wait for Charlie. 
 
 E?iter Martin zuith dishes, places them on table. 
 They sit down. Martin takes off covers. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 You need not stay, Martin. I will wait on his 
 lordship. \_Exit MARTIN. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 You mean, my dear, that I am to wait upon 
 you. But why send away the faithful Martin ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 He can come back presently, perhaps. I have 
 something to say to you, first, Avenel — in his 
 absence. 
 
 LORD A. 
 Is it something very terrible .' You look, my 
 dear, as grave as Rhadamanthus. 
 
 LADY A. 
 It is a confession. Every confession is terrible. 
 
 LORD A. 
 Then, my dear, don't make it. {Gets up and
 
 266 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 leans over her.) What is the matter, Isabel ? You 
 look quite pale and anxious. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 It is the confession 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Then, I say, don't make it. I don't want your 
 confessions, dear child. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 No, but you must hear me. Sit down and listen. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Well — you have your own way always. Is 
 Vernon to hear the confession as well ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 You shall answer that question for yourself. Oh ! 
 Avenel — how shall I begin ? 
 
 LORD A. 
 Better begin somewhere near the end — so as to 
 get it over. That's the best way, always, with con- 
 fessions. Come, Isabel, my dear, one would think 
 you had committed some kind of crime, 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I believe it is a crime. But you shall hear. It's 
 the confession of a situation.
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 267 
 
 LORD A. 
 A situation ? Well— let us have the situation. 
 In a play, they tell me, the situation is every- 
 thing. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 There was once a boy, there was once a girl 
 
 LORD A. 
 Not uncommon. The world is very much 
 made that way. 
 
 LADY A. 
 Oh ! Avenel, believe me— it is very, very 
 
 serious. 
 
 LORD A. 
 Go on, dear— with the boy and girl. 
 
 LADY A. 
 They were very much together when they were 
 children. When the boy went to school they wrote 
 
 to each other 
 
 LORD A. 
 Dear mc ! This is very rare and wonderful. 
 
 LADY A. 
 They continued to write to each other- 
 
 LORD A. 
 Did they, really ?
 
 268 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Please do not mock. It is very, very serious. 
 How can I go on ? Well, they wrote to each 
 other after the girl had come out, when they 
 ought not, you know. It was a secret engagement 
 — because they thought they were in love with each 
 other. 
 
 LORD A. 
 Lots of young people write to each other 
 because they fancy they are in love. It is a common 
 hallucination. It is not generally known, but half 
 the private houses in this country are private lunatic 
 asylums in consequence. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Avenel — I am so miserable, and you will not 
 be serious. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Let me have some breakfast, my dearest wife, 
 and then I will listen. Sorry Charlie is not here 
 while the kedgeree is hot. Will you have some ? — 
 or an egg? Nothing? A little buttered toast 
 — there, now — ^silence for a brief space. {Eats 
 breakfast.) 
 
 (Lady A. /ays her head in her hand and sighs.)
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 269 
 
 LORD A. {looks Up) 
 Dear child — {Jinds and takes her hand and 
 kisses it) — you don't look well enough to go on 
 with the story. Suppose I finish it for you. Yes, I 
 am sure I can finish that story. They wrote to 
 each other, this pair of semi-attached lovers, for 
 some time. Their letters became ardent, as 
 becomes young lovers. As for the young gen- 
 tleman, Romeo himself was not a more extra- 
 vagant lover. Of course I have never seen his 
 letters, but I can quite understand them — because, 
 you see, my dear, this girl was the most lovely girl 
 in the world, and the sweetest and the best — quite 
 the best— my dear — {kisses her hand again) — quite 
 the best, I say. {Rises and kisses her forehead.) 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Guy — what do you mean } 
 
 LORD A. 
 I am finishing the story for you. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 But — but — that is my story, except that the 
 girl was nothing of the kind. She was capable, 
 though she didn't know it, of the vilest deception.
 
 270 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Don't interrupt, if you please, Lady Avenel, 
 Let me see. — Oh ! yes —they went on writing to 
 each other until somehow— some day — I really 
 don't know how, they came to the conclusion that 
 they had only been playinf;^ at love and they didn't 
 mean it in the least. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 It was his exaggeration. He protested too 
 much — so that the girl began to ask herself — and 
 
 she found out 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Yes — she found out .-* Come, I've given you a 
 good lift — now you can go on. 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 She found out that I — I mean she did not love 
 the young man at all. And I — I mean she — told 
 him she had made a great mistake and I begged 
 
 his forgiveness 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Well ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 And he wrote back to say that he too had made 
 a mistake, and we — I mean— they were to remain 
 good friends always and nothing more. — So that 
 was all over.
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 271 
 
 LORD A. 
 Happily. All over — else what would have 
 happened to the other man ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 What do you mean ? 
 
 LORD A. 
 Well : there was another man, wasn't there ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 Ye — yes — there was another man. 
 
 LORD A. 
 You sec — I am always right. 
 
 LADY A. 
 She was ashamed of this stupid love passage — 
 and she told him nothing about it. 
 
 LORD A. 
 After all, a boy and girl business. What did it 
 matter .'' 
 
 LADY A. 
 She ought to have told him. Not to tell him 
 was cowardice. He thought the girl was fresh and 
 innocent and had never heard any words of love.
 
 2/2 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 You think he had that opinion ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 I am sure of it. 
 
 LORD A. 
 I find I must finish the story, my child, after all. 
 It is your turn to listen. This girl did not tell her 
 real lover that she had made a mistake. But as it 
 was off with the old love before it was on with the 
 new, and as there never had been more than a boy 
 and girl fancy, there was no reason why she should 
 tell him anything unless she chose. Her new lover 
 neither expected nor desired any such confession. 
 He knew that he had the affections of the girl ; he 
 trusted her altogether ; and if he had known this 
 thincf it would not have made him trust her the 
 less 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 But she ought to have told him. 
 
 LORD A. 
 I do not think so. But that's a doubtful point. 
 We will argue it another time. Well — they were 
 married — these two — and they lived happy ever 
 afterwards. 
 
 LADY A. 
 No — they cannot.
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 273 
 
 LORD A. 
 Ever afterwards, I tell you. Meantime, the girl 
 had left some of the letters in her desk ; forgotten 
 them, I suppose. These were found by a maid 
 whom she dismissed, and stolen. 
 
 LADY A. {sprifigs to her feet) 
 Avenel — you know everything, then ! 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 This woman took the letters and, I suppose — 
 one knows her kind — she tried to get money on them 
 from the man who had written them. She failed ; 
 she then threatened to play her last card. She wrote 
 to the girl's husband and offered to sell him the 
 letters. When she got no answer she waited 
 awhile ; then tried once more to extort money from 
 the writer of the letters, and when that failed, she 
 sent them to the girl's husband. Is that your story 
 Isabel ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 Yes — yes — yes ! But — how did you know about 
 Charlie .-* 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 My dear, do you suppose that when people in 
 our position get engaged there are not always other 
 people ready to scrape up anything against either 
 of us ? I was told of your boy-and-girl business 
 
 T
 
 274 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 
 
 before our engagement had been made known four 
 and twenty hours. Yet you both thought it was a 
 secret. J\Iy child, everybody knew. 
 
 LADV A. 
 Oh ! and I was ahvays afraid to tell you. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 My dear, I have known it all along, and as for 
 these letters (tnkcs up packef) — Yes — this is the 
 handwriting of the creature. Could you believe, my 
 dear, that I would stoop to read them ? Could you 
 really think that your husband had so little respect 
 for you that he would condescend to open such a 
 packet ? 
 
 LADY A. 
 
 You arc too noble ! Say only that you for- 
 give me. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 No. For that would mean that my wife had 
 done something blameworthy. Forgive you, Isabel ? 
 {Takes both her hands and kisses her.) Never. lean 
 never forgive you — believe me. (Lady Avenel 
 sinks into a chair and covers her face with her hands.) 
 
 Enter VERNON — looks around — hesitates. 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Ah ! Charlie ! My wife and I were just talking
 
 THE WIFE'S CONFESSION 275 
 
 about you, and wondering what you would advise 
 in a particular matter. But the fact is, I have made 
 
 up my mind 
 
 VERNON 
 
 As to what ? 
 
 LORD A. 
 
 Why, as to a certain packet of letters which 
 some one has tried to misuse. We need not talk 
 about them. Here they are, and {throwing them 
 into fire) there they are. And now for breakfast. 
 
 LADY A. {aside) 
 Guy — I adore you. 
 
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 Antonina. 
 
 Basil. 
 
 Hide and Seek. 
 
 The Dead Secret. 
 
 Queen of Hearts. 
 
 My Miscellanlffi 
 
 The Woman in White. 
 
 The Moonstone. 
 
 Man and Wife. 
 
 Poor Miss Finch. 
 
 Miss or Mrs. 1 
 
 The New Magdalen. 
 
 By BUTTON COOK. 
 Faal Foster s Daughter, 
 
 By E. H. COOPER. 
 Qeoffory Haniilton, 
 
 By V. CECIL COTES. 
 
 Two Girls on a Barge. 
 
 By C. EGBERT CRADDOCK. 
 
 His Vanished Star, 
 
 By H. N. CRELLIN. 
 Romances of the Old Seraglio, 
 
 By MATT CRIM. 
 The Adventares of a Fair Rebel, 
 
 By S. R. CROCKETT and others. 
 Tales of Our Coast 
 
 CROKER. 
 
 Village Tales & JungU 
 
 Tragedies. 
 The Real Lady BTda. 
 Married or Single. 
 Two Masters, 
 IntheKlDgdom of Kerr; 
 
 By B. M 
 
 i Diani Barrlngton. 
 ' Proper Pride, 
 
 A Family Likeness. 
 
 Pretty Miss Neville. 
 
 A Bird of Passage, 
 
 'To Let.' I Mr, Jervls 
 I By WILLIAM CYPLES. 
 
 ; Hearts of Gold. 
 
 By ALPHONSE DAUDET. 
 ! Ihe Evangelist : or. Port Salvat on. 
 
 By fl. COLEMAN DAVIDSON 
 ; Mr. Sadler s Daughters. 
 I By ERASMUS DAWSON. 
 
 The Fountain of Yonth, 
 
 By JAMES DE MILLE. 
 IA Cattle in Spain
 
 By e. LYNN LINTON. 
 
 Patricia Kemball. Sowing the Wind. 
 
 Under which LontT The Atonement ofLeam 
 'My Love I' Dandai. 
 
 lone. The World Well Loit. 
 
 Paiton Carew. The One Too Many. 
 
 By JUSTIN MCCARTHY. 
 
 Donna Quixote. 
 
 Maid of Atheni. 
 
 The Con;et of a Seasoa. ' 
 
 The Dictator. 
 
 Red Diamond!. 
 
 The Riddle Sing. 
 
 a8 CHATTO & WINOliS, no & in St. Martin's Lan«, London, W.C. 
 
 The Piccadilly (3/6) Hovevs— continued. 
 By. J. LI£ITH DERWENT. 
 
 Our Lady of Tear«. 1 Circe s Lovers. 
 
 By DICK DONOVAN. 
 Tracked to Doom. I Th>- Mystery of Jamaica 
 
 Han from Manchester. I Terrace. 
 
 By A. CONAN DOYLE. 
 The Firm of Olrdl«»tone. 
 
 By S. JEANNHTTE DUNCAN. 
 A Daughter of Today I Vernon s Aunt. 
 By a. MANVILLE EENN. 
 The New Mistress I The TlRer Lily 
 
 Witness to the Deed. I The Wh;te Virgin. 
 
 By PERCY IITZGERALD. 
 raUl Zero. . . „., 
 
 By R. E. FRANCILLON. 
 
 One by One. i Rupee of Sand. 
 
 A Dog and his Shadow. Jack Doyle a Daughter. 
 
 VrefQced°by Sir BARTLE FRERE. 
 
 Panduranc Hari. „„.-.^... 
 
 BY i;i)WARD OARRLTF. 
 Th» Capel Olrls. 
 
 By PAUL OALLOr. 
 The Red BhirU 
 
 By CHARLES GIBBON. 
 Rnbln Gray. I The Golden Shaft. 
 
 Loving a Dream. I 
 
 By E. QLANVILLE. 
 The Lost Heiress. | The Fos^lcker. 
 
 A Fair Colonist. I The Golden Rock. 
 
 By E. J. UOODMAN. 
 The Fate of Herbert Wavne 
 
 By Rev. S. BARING GOULD. 
 
 Red Spider. Eve. 
 
 By CECIL GRIFFITH. 
 
 Corlnthia Marazlon 
 
 By SYDNEY GRUNDY. 
 The Days of his Vanltv 
 
 Bv THO.MAS HARDY. 
 Under the Cfreenwood Tree 
 
 Bv BRET HARTE. 
 A Waif of the>lalns Baliy Dows. 
 
 A Ward of the Oo.den A trot- g. e of Jack 
 
 Hiimlln s. 
 Bell Klnger of Angels. 
 Clarence 
 Barkers Lack. 
 
 evils Ford. 
 
 Gate. 
 A Sappho of Oreen 
 
 Springs. 
 Col Star bottle s Client. 
 Susv. 
 
 By JULIAN HAWTHORNE. 
 Oarth I Beatrix Randolph. 
 
 ElllceQuentln. 1 David Poindexter sDU 
 
 SebasUan Strome. I appearance. 
 
 Past. I The Spectre of the 
 
 Fortune s Fool. Camera. 
 
 By Sir A. HELPS. 
 
 Ivan de Blron. 
 
 By I. HENDERSON. 
 Agatha Page. 
 
 Bv G. A. HENTY. 
 RuJub the Jug'glcr. 1 Dorothy s Double. 
 
 By JOHN HILL. 
 The Common Anrcstor 
 
 By A^rs. HUNGERFORD. 
 
 I ady Vemer's FllKht. I Tne Professor s Expert 
 
 The Red House Mystery ment. 
 
 Tie Three Graces. I A Point of Consclenco. 
 
 Bv Mrs. ALFRED HUNT. 
 
 The Leaifen Casket. I Self Condemned. 
 Th.-it Other Person I Mrs Juliet 
 
 By C. J. CUTCLIFFE HYNE. 
 
 Honour of Thieves. 
 
 By R. ASHE KING. 
 A Drawn Game. 
 • The Wearing of the Green ' 
 
 By EDMOND LEPELLETIER. 
 
 Madame SansO<ne. 
 
 By HARRY LINDSAY. 
 
 Rhoda Rnbrrts 
 
 By HENRY W. LUCY. 
 
 Oldeon Fleyco. 
 
 A Fair Saxon. 
 
 Lloley Kothford 
 
 Dear Lady Disdain. 
 
 Cimlola 
 
 Watcrdale Neighbours. 
 
 Mv Enemy s Daughter. 
 
 Miss Misanthrope. 1 
 
 By JUSTIN H. MCCARTHY. 
 A London Legend. 
 
 Bv GEORGE MACDONALD. 
 Heather and Snow. | Phantasies. 
 
 By L. T. MEADE. 
 A Soldier of Fortune. I The Voice of th* 
 In an Iron Grip I Charme 
 
 By LEONARD MERI 
 This Stage of Fools. 
 
 By BERTRAM MITFORD. 
 The Gun Runner. I The King s Assegai. 
 
 T,ia Luck of Gerard Renshaw Fanning! 
 Rldgeley. I Quest 
 
 By J. E. MUDDOCK. 
 Maid Marian and Robin Hood. 
 Bislle the Jester I Young Lochlnvar. 
 
 By D. CHRISTIE MURRAY. 
 
 •RICK. 
 
 Cynic Fortune. 
 The Way of the World. 
 BobMartIn s Little Girl. 
 Time's Revenues. 
 A Wasted Crime. 
 In Direst Peril. 
 Mount Despair. 
 A Caplul o Nail*. 
 
 A Life s Atonement. 
 
 Juieph s Coat. 
 
 Coals of Fire 
 
 0:d Llazcrs Hero. 
 
 Val Strange. I Ueartl. 
 
 A Model Father. 
 
 r.y the O.ite of the Sea. 
 
 A Bit of Human Nature. 
 
 Firit Pel son Singular 
 
 Bv MURRAY and HERMAN. 
 The Bis'nopi Bible. I Paul Jones s Allaa. 
 
 One Traveller Rolurns I 
 
 By HUME NISBET. 
 
 ■ Ball Up I 
 
 By W. E. NORRIS. 
 
 Saint Ann s. I Billy Bellew. 
 
 By a. OHNET. 
 
 A Weird Gift. 
 
 By OUIDA. 
 
 Held In Bondage. 
 
 Strathmore. 
 
 Ch.andas. 
 
 Under Two Flags. 
 
 Idal'.a. 
 
 Coll Castlemalne'i 
 
 Gage. 
 Trlcotrtn. I Puck. 
 FoUe Farlne. 
 A Dog of Flanders. 
 Pa^carel. I SU-na. 
 Princess Napraxlne. 
 Ariadne 
 
 By MARGARET A. PAUL. 
 Gentle and Simple. 
 
 Bv JAMES PAYN. 
 
 Two LlUl* Woodaa- 
 
 Shoes 
 In a Winter City. 
 Friendtblp. 
 Moths. I BnSiio. 
 Pipjstrello. 
 A Village Commune. ■ 
 Blmbl. I Wanda. 
 Frescoes. | Othmar. 
 In M-iremma. 
 Byrlin. | Oullderox. 
 Santa Barbara. 
 Two Offenders. 
 
 Lost Sir M.issm-.;b<-rd. 
 Less Black than We re 
 
 Painted. 
 A r^jnfidi-ntlal Agent. 
 ^ Grape from a Thorn. 
 In I'cnland Privation. 
 The Mystery of Mir- 
 Bv Proxy. | bridge. 
 
 The Canon s Ward. 
 Walter s Word 
 
 By WILL PAYNE. 
 Jerrr the Dreamer. 
 
 By AUs. CAMPBELL PRAED. 
 Outl.-vw and Lawmaker. I Mrs. Tregaskiss. 
 Christina Chard I 
 
 By E. C. PRICE. 
 
 Valenttna. I Ure. Lancaster s RlvaL 
 
 The Foreigner!. J 
 
 H.gh SpiriU. 
 Under One Roof. 
 Glow worm Tales. 
 Th'* Talk of the To«ll. 
 Wolidav Tasks. 
 Fjr Cash Only 
 The Burnt Million 
 The Word .\nd the Will 
 Sonny Stories. 
 A Trvlne Patient.
 
 The PlCCAPILLY {vf>) Novki.s— COH/>«««d. 
 
 By RICHARD PRYCE. 
 
 Mlu Maxwell! Affections. 
 
 By CHARI.ES RRADO. 
 
 The Donble Marring*. 
 
 Griffith Gaunt. 
 
 Foul Play. 
 
 Pot Toarself In HU 
 
 Place. 
 A Terrible Temptation. 
 A Simpleton. 
 A Woman Hater. 
 The Jilt. ,V. lli-rSlorli-;: 
 
 ;tn(\ Good Storlei o( 
 
 Men and other Am- 
 
 nials 
 A Perilous Secret 
 Readlana : and £iblo 
 
 Character!. 
 
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 A Secr't of the Sea. I TheMaattrof Trenance. 
 The Groy MonK. | 
 
 By ALAN ST. AUBYN. 
 A Fellow of Trinity. | In Face of the World. 
 The Junior Dean. I Orchard Damere). 
 
 Maat.rol St Benedict'!. | TheTremlettDlamonda. 
 To his Own Master. ' 
 
 By JOMiN STAFFORD. 
 Doris and I. 
 
 By R. A. STERNDALE. 
 The Afghan Knife. 
 
 By BERTHA THOMAS. 
 Proud Maisie. I The Violin Player. 
 
 By ANTHONY TROl.LOPE. 
 The Way we Live Now. I Scarborough « F.^mlty. 
 Fran Frohmann. | The Land Leacurrs. 
 
 By FRANCES E. TROLLOPE. 
 Like Ships upon the I Anne Furncss. 
 Sea. I Mabe! s Progress. 
 
 By IVAN TURGENIEFF, &c. 
 Stories from Foreign Novelist*. 
 
 By MARK TWAIN. 
 The American Claimant | Pudd nhead Wilson. 
 Th^fl.QOO OJoB.ink note. Tom Sawyer, Detective. 
 Tom Sawyer Abroad. I 
 
 By C. C. FRASER-TYTLER. 
 Mistress Judith. 
 
 By SARAH TYTLER. 
 I.ady Bell. i The Blaekhall Ohosti. 
 
 Bari.'d Diimonds. I The M^cdonild Lass. 
 
 By ALLEN UPWARD. 
 
 The Queen against Owen | Tho Prince of B.'vlkistan 
 
 By E. A. ViZETELLY. 
 
 The Scorpion ; A kiiin.incc '■( .Sp.ini. 
 
 By WILLIAM WEiTALL. 
 
 Sons of Belial 
 
 liy ATHA WESTBURY. 
 
 The Shadow of Hilton Fembrook. 
 
 By JOHN STRANGE WINTER. 
 
 A Soluier s Children 
 
 By MARGARET WYNMAN. 
 My Flirtations. 
 
 By E. ZOLA. 
 
 The Downfall. I Money. I Lourdos. 
 
 The Dream. The Fat and the Thin. 
 
 Or. Pascal. I Kome. 
 
 Peit WofBiigton ;"l 
 
 Christie Johnston*. 
 Hard Cash. 
 Cloister dt the Hearth. 
 Never Too Late to Mend 
 The Course of True 
 
 Love Never Did Ran 
 
 Smooth : ami Single- 
 
 heart andDoableface. 
 Autobiography of a 
 
 a Thief: Jack of all 
 
 Trades: A Hero and 
 
 a Martyr ; .iml The 
 
 Wandering Heir. 
 Love Ha Little, Love 
 
 Me Long. 
 
 By Mrs. J. H. RIDDELL. 
 Weird Stories. 
 
 By AMELIE RIVES. 
 Barbara Dsnng. 
 
 By F. W. ROBINSON. 
 The Hands of Ju!tlco. | Woman In the Dark 
 
 By DORA RUSSELL. 
 A Country Bwcelheart. 1 The Drift ol Fate. 
 By W. CLARK RLSSELL. 
 
 Round the Oalley Fire. > My Shipm.iie Louise 
 In ihe Middix Watch. -..._.... 
 
 A Vi>ya>e to the Cape. 
 Book forihe Mainmuck. 
 Th^ Mystery of the 
 
 ' Ocesn Star.' 
 The Rrmance of Jenny 
 
 Harlowo 
 An Ocean Tragedy. 
 
 By JOHN SAUNDERS. 
 Ouy Waterman 1 The Two Drcamer«. 
 
 Bound to the Wheel. I Th» Lion m tic Palh 
 
 By KATHARINE SAUNDERS. 
 Margaret and Elizabeth I Heart Salvage. 
 Oldeon s Rock. I Sebastian. 
 
 The UUh Mllli. I 
 
 By ADELINE SERGEANT. 
 Dr. Endlcotts Experiment. 
 
 By HAVVLEY SMART. 
 Without Love or Licence. 
 
 Alone on W.de Wid>" Sea 
 The Phant.-m Death. 
 Is Ho tho Man 7 
 The Good Ship 'Mo- 
 hock' 
 Tho Convict Ship. 
 Heart of Oak. 
 The Tale of tb« Ten. 
 
 CHEAP EDITIONS OF POPULAR NOVELS. 
 
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 Artemni Ward Complete. 
 
 By EDMOND ABOUT. 
 
 The Fellah. 
 
 By HAMILTON AIDE. 
 
 Carr of Carrlyon. I Confidences. 
 
 By MARY ALBERT. 
 
 Brooke Flnchley's Daughter. 
 
 By Mrs. ALEXANDER. 
 Kaid, Wife or Widow 'I | Valerie s Fate. 
 
 By GRANT ALLEN. 
 
 Fhllistia. 
 
 Htrango Stories. 
 
 Babvlon 
 
 For Maimle's Sake. 
 
 In all Shades. 
 
 The Beckoning Hand. 
 
 The Devil's Die. 
 
 The Tents of Shem. 
 
 The Groat Taboo. 
 Dumare.sq s Dauchter. 
 Duchess of ("owysland. 
 Blood Royal. 
 Ivan Greet's Master- 
 piece. 
 The Scallywag 
 This Mortal Coil. 
 
 By E. LESTER ARNOLD. 
 
 Phra the Phoonlcian. 
 
 Bv SHELSLEY BEAUCHAMP. 
 
 Orantley Grange. 
 
 BY FRANK 
 
 Fettered for Lile. 
 Little Lady Linton. 
 Between Life A Death. 
 The Sin of Olga Zasiou- 
 
 lich. 
 Folly Morrison. 
 Lieut. Barnabas. 
 Honest Davie. 
 
 BARRETT. 
 
 A Prodigal 3 Progress. 
 Found Guilty. 
 A Recoiling Vengeance. 
 For Love and Honour. 
 John Ford ; und His 
 
 Helpmate. 
 The Woman of the Iron 
 
 Bracelets. 
 
 By Sir W. BESANT nnd J. RICE 
 
 Re,\dy Money Mortlboy I By Celias Arbour 
 Mv LltUe Girl 
 
 Chaplain of tlic Fleet 
 The Seamy Side. 
 The Case of Mr. Lucraf t. 
 In Trafalgar s Bay. 
 The Ten Years Tenant. 
 
 By Sir WALTER BESANT. 
 
 With Harp and Crown 
 This Son of Vulcan. 
 The Golden Butterfly. 
 The Monks of Thelema 
 
 All Sorts and Condi- 
 tions of Men. 
 
 The Capt.Tins Room. 
 
 All in a Garden Fair. 
 
 Dorothy Forster. 
 
 Uncle Jack. 
 
 The World Went Very 
 Well Then. 
 
 Children of Gibeon. 
 
 Herr Paulus. 
 
 For Faith and Freedom. 
 T-i Call Her Mine. 
 The Bell of St. Paul s. 
 The Holy Rose. 
 Armorel of Lyonesse. 
 S.Katherine's by Tower. 
 Verbena Camellia Ste- 
 
 phanotis. 
 The Ivory Gate. 
 The Rebel Queen. 
 
 By AMBROSE BIERCE. 
 
 In the Midst of Life.
 
 30 CHATTO & WINDUS, no & iii St. Martin's Lane, London, W.C. 
 
 Tw J-SiiiLLiNG Hovels— continued. 
 
 By FREDERICK BOYLE. 
 
 Camp Not«i. I Chronicles or Momui'i 
 
 Savage Life. I Land. 
 
 BY BRET HARTE. 
 Catl'ornlan Stoiiei. I Flip. I Hamja. 
 
 Oaij.-iel Conroy. A Phyllis of the Slerrai. 
 
 The Luck of Roaring | A Waif of the Pl»ln». 
 
 Camp. I A Ward of the Golden 
 
 An Ueireu of Red Dog. I Gate. 
 
 By HAROLD BRYDQES. 
 Vncle Earn at Home. 
 
 By ROBERT BUCHANAN. 
 tlhadow of the Sword. The Martyrdom of Ha- 
 
 dellne 
 The New Abelard. 
 Matt 
 
 The Hflrof Llnn«. 
 Woman and the Man. 
 
 A Child of Nature. 
 Oott and the Man. 
 Love Me for Ever. 
 Fo.TRlove Manor. 
 The MaatT o the Mine. 
 Annan Water. 
 
 By HALL CAINE. 
 Th» Shadow of a Crime. I The Deemster. 
 A Son nf Ha^ar | 
 
 By Commnnder CAMERON. 
 The Cruue of the ' Black Prince ■ 
 
 Bv AU5. LOYETT CAMERON. 
 
 Deceivers Ever. I Jallet s Ouardian. 
 
 Uv HAYDEN CARRUTH. 
 
 The Aaventures of Jones. 
 
 By AUSTIN CLARE. 
 For the Love of a Lass. 
 
 Bv Mrs. ARCHER CLIVE. 
 
 FsnlFrrfoll. 
 
 W.iy Paul rerroll Klllet his Wlf» 
 
 By MACLAREN COBBAN. 
 The Cure of Souls. I The Ke<i Sult\n. 
 
 By C. ALLSTON COLLINS. 
 Tie Bar Sinister. 
 
 l,y MORT. & FRANCES COLLINS. 
 Sweet Anne Page. i Sweet and Twenty. 
 
 Tiansmiffrallon | The VlUaije Comedy. 
 
 F.om Midnljht to Mid ; You Plav me False. 
 
 nKht. I Blacksmith and Scholar 
 
 A Fight with Fortune Frances. 
 
 Bv WILKIE COLLINS. 
 
 Armvdale. | AfterDark. 
 
 Ko Name. 
 
 / ntonlna. 
 
 Bull. 
 
 K de and Seek. 
 
 The De%d Secret. 
 
 C'leen of He.irts. 
 
 Miss or Mrs 7 
 
 T>is New Masdalen. 
 
 1 ae Froien Deep. 
 
 The Law and the Lady 
 
 "he Two Destinies 
 
 The HauntW Hotel. 
 
 A Rogue s Life. 
 
 By AL J. COLQUHOUN. 
 XTery IncS a Soldier 
 
 By DUTTON COOK. 
 I eo. I Paul Fosters Dan«;ht«r. 
 
 By C. EGBERT CRADOOCK. 
 The Prophet of the Great Smoky Mountain*. 
 
 By MATT CRIM. 
 The Adventures of a Fair Rebel 
 
 By B. M. CROKER. 
 rret»y Miss Nevllie. 
 
 My Miscellanlei. 
 The Woman in Whit*. 
 The Moonstone. 
 Man and Wife. 
 Poor Miss Finch. 
 The Fallen Leaves. 
 Jezebel s Dauchter. 
 The Blaik Robe. 
 Heart and Scienc*. 
 I Sav No! 
 The Evil Genlna. 
 Little Novels. 
 Lecacv of Cain. 
 Blind Love. 
 
 Proper Pride 
 A Fan lly Likeness 
 Village Tales and Ju 
 Tr.iK'dles 
 
 CVPLES. 
 
 lUana Barrlngton 
 
 To Let 
 A Bird of Passage 
 
 By \V 
 Hearts of Gold. 
 
 By ALPHONSE DAUDET, 
 
 The Evangelist: or. Port Salvjiiiiin. 
 
 By ERASMUS DAWSON. 
 
 Th« Fountain ol Youth. 
 
 By JAMES DE MILLE. 
 
 A Castle In Spain. 
 
 Jungle 
 
 By J. LEITM DERWENT. 
 
 Our Lady of Tears. | Circe s Lovers. 
 
 By CHARLES DICKENS. 
 Sketches by Boz. I Nicholas Mckieby. 
 
 O.lver Twist. | 
 
 Bv DICK DONOVAN. 
 
 In the Grip of the Law. 
 From Information Re- 
 ceived. 
 Tracked to Doom. 
 Link by Link 
 Suspicion Aroused. 
 Dark Deeds 
 Riddles Read. 
 
 The Han Hunter. 
 
 Tracked and Taken. 
 
 Caught at Last I 
 
 Wanted! 
 
 Who Poisoned Hetty 
 
 Duncan 7 
 Man from Manchester. 
 A Detective s Triumphs 
 
 By Mrs. ANNIE EDWARDES. 
 A Point of Honour. I Archie Lovell. 
 
 By M. BETHAM-EDWARDS. 
 Felicia 1 Kitty. 
 
 By EDWARD EQQLESTON. 
 
 Roxy. 
 
 Bv G. MANVILLE FENN. 
 
 Th» New \listress. I The Tiger Lily. 
 
 Witness to th« Deed. I 
 
 By PERCY FITZGERALD. 
 
 Bella Donna. I Second Mrs. TUIotson. 
 
 Never Forgotten. Seventy . five Brooke 
 
 Polly. Street. 
 
 Fatal Zero. ; The Lady of Brantomc 
 
 By P. FITZGERALD and other*. 
 Strange Secret*. 
 
 By ALBANY DE FONBLANQUE. 
 Filthy Lucre 
 
 By R. E. FRANCILLON. 
 Olympla I Kinx or Knave T 
 
 One by One. Romances of the Law. 
 
 A Real Queen. { Ropes of Sand. 
 
 Queen Cophetna. I A Dog and his Shadow. 
 
 Bv HAROLD FREDERIC. 
 Eeths Brothers Wile. | The Lawtoo Girl 
 Prefaced by Sir BARTLE FRERG. 
 Pandurang Hafl. 
 
 By HAIN FRISWELL. 
 One of Two. 
 
 By EDWARD GARRETT. 
 The Capei Girls. 
 
 By GILBERT GAUL. 
 A Strange Manuscript. 
 
 By CHARLES GIBBON. 
 
 Fnbin Gray. In Honour Bound. 
 
 Fancy Free i Flower of the Forest. 
 
 For Lack of Gold. The Braes of Yarrow. 
 
 What will World Sky T The Golden Shaft. 
 
 In Love and War. 
 For the King. 
 In Pastures Green. 
 Queen of the Meadow. 
 A Heart s Problem. 
 The Dead Heart 
 
 Of High Degree. 
 By Mead and Siream. 
 Loving a Dream. 
 A Hard Knot. 
 Heart s De.ight. 
 Blood Money. 
 
 By WILLIAM GILBERT. 
 
 Dr. Austin s Guests. I The Wizard of th< 
 James Duke. I Mountain. 
 
 By ERNEST GLANVILLE. 
 The Lost Heiress. I The Fossicker. 
 
 A Fair Colonist. | 
 
 By Rev. S. BARING GOULD. 
 Red Spider. I Kv« 
 
 By HENRY GREVILLE. 
 
 A Noble Woman | Nlkanor 
 
 Bv CECIL GRIFFITH. 
 
 Corlnthia tiarazion 
 
 Bv SNDNEY GRUNDY. 
 The Days o"f his V*nltv 
 
 By JOHN HABBERTON. 
 Bruetons Bavou Country Luck. 
 
 By ANDREW HALLIDAY. 
 Every day Papers. 
 
 By Lady DUFFUS HARDY, 
 Paul Wynter s Bacrifice.
 
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 under the Greenwood Tree. 
 
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 The Tenth Earl. 
 
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 Beatrix Randolph. 
 Love— or a Name. 
 David Poindcxter • Dli 
 
 appearance. 
 The Spectre of 
 
 Camera 
 
 Garth. 
 
 Elllce Quentln. 
 
 Fortune s Fool. 
 
 Mlu Cadogna. 
 
 Bebaitian Strome 
 
 Du»t. 
 
 By Sir ARTHUR HELPS. 
 Ivan de Biron. 
 
 By a. A. HENTY. 
 
 KnjQD the Juggler. 
 
 By HENRY HERMAN. 
 A Iicadlng Lady. 
 
 By HEADON HILL. 
 
 Zambra the Detective 
 
 By JOHN HILL. 
 
 Treaion Felony. 
 
 _ By Mrs. CASHEL HOEY. 
 
 The Lover ■ Creed. 
 
 _^ By Mrs. GEORGE HOOPER 
 
 The Home of Raby. 
 
 By TIGHE HOPKINS. 
 
 Twlzt Love and Duty. 
 
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 the 
 
 A Modern Circe. 
 Lady Verner's Flsht. 
 The Red House Mystery 
 
 A Maiden all Forlorn 
 
 In Durance VUe. 
 
 Marvel. 
 
 A Mental StracKlt. 
 
 By Mrs. ALFRED HUNT. 
 
 Thomlcroft « Model. I Self Condemned 
 That Other Person. | The Leaden Casket. 
 
 By JEAN INGELOW. 
 
 Fated to be Free. 
 
 By WM. JAMESON. 
 
 Uj Dead Self. 
 
 By HARRIETT JAY. 
 
 The Dark Oolleen. | Queen of Connaught. 
 
 By MARK KERSHAW. 
 Colonial Facts and Fictions. 
 
 By R. ASHE KING. 
 
 A Drawn Oaue. i Passion s Slav*. 
 
 ' The Wearing of the Bell Barry. 
 Oreen.' I 
 
 By JOHN LEYS. 
 The Lindsays. 
 
 By E. LYNN LINTON 
 
 2>atrlcla Kemball. 
 The World Well Lost. 
 tTnder which Lord 7 
 fasten Oarew, 
 • My Love I ' 
 
 Ion*. , „,.„ »„„ . 
 
 By HENRY W. LUCY. 
 Oideon Fleyce. 
 
 By JUSTIN McCarthy 
 
 The Atonement of Leom 
 
 Dun das. 
 With a Silken Thread. 
 Rebel of the Family. 
 Sowing the Wind. 
 The One Too Many. 
 
 Camlola. 
 Donna Quixote. 
 Maid of Athens. 
 The Comet of a Seaion, 
 The Dictator. 
 Red Diamonds. 
 MACCOLL. 
 
 Sear Lady Disdain. 
 Waterdale Neichbours 
 My Enemy's Daughter 
 A Fair Saxon. 
 Linley Rochford. 
 Hiss Misanthrope. 
 
 By HUGH _ 
 
 Ur. Stranger's Sealed Packet. 
 
 By GEORGE MACDONALD. 
 Heather and Snow. 
 
 By AGNES MACDONELL. 
 
 Quaker Consins. 
 By KATHARINE S. MACQUOID. 
 
 The Evil Eye. | Lost Rose. 
 
 By W. H. MALLOCK. 
 A Romance of the Nine- I The New Republic, 
 teenth Ctntory, I 
 
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 2P*° ,' S Vv ""J ' I ■* Harvest of Wild Oats. 
 
 Fighting the Air. | Written in Fire. 
 
 TT „ . ^y^''- MASTERMAN. 
 
 Half a dozen Daughters. 
 
 By BRANDER MATTHEWS. 
 
 A Secret of the Sea. 
 
 a o M. ,?y L- T"- MEADE. 
 
 A Soldier of Fortune. 
 
 _ „By LEONARD MERRICK. 
 
 The Man who was Good. 
 
 By JEAN MIDDLEMASS. 
 
 Touch and Go. | Mr. Dorillion. 
 
 By Airs. MOLESWORTH. 
 
 Hathercourt Eectoiy. 
 
 c, . „, ^5' •'• E. MUDDOCK. 
 
 derful *" ^°'^ I ^'"°" ""* BoBom of the 
 
 The Dead Mans Secret I 
 
 «y.P...C"'«'STIE MURRAY 
 
 A Life 9 Atonement. 
 By the Gate of the Sea. 
 A Bit of Human Nature. 
 First Person Singular. 
 Bob Martin s Little Girl 
 Time s Revengrs. 
 A Wasted Crime. 
 In Direst Peril. 
 
 A Model Father. 
 
 Joseph s Coat. 
 
 Coals of Fire. 
 
 Vat Strange. 
 
 Old Blazer s Hero. 
 
 Hearts. 
 
 The Way of the World 
 
 Cynic Fortune. 
 
 By MURRAY and HERMAN. 
 One Traveller Returns. I The Bishops Bible, 
 raul Jones s Alias. | 
 
 ^l HENRY MURRAY. 
 
 A Game of hlufl. ; A Song of Sixpence. 
 
 By HUME NISBET. 
 ^^"''Pl I Dr Bernard St Vincent 
 
 By ALICE OHANLON. 
 The tJnforeseen. | Chance? or FateT 
 
 By GEORGES OHNET. 
 Dr Rameau. | A Weird Gift 
 
 A Last Love. | 
 
 ^ By Mrs. OLIPHANT. 
 
 Whlteladles. i The Greatest Heiress In 
 
 The Primrose Path. | Ergland 
 
 By Mrs. ROBERT O'REILLY. 
 
 Fhcebe s Fortunes. 
 
 By OUIDA. 
 
 Held In Bondage. , Two Lit. Wooden Shoes 
 
 Strathmore. Moths. 
 
 Chandos. Bimbi. 
 
 Idalla Pipiatrello. 
 
 Under Two Flacs. A Village Commun*. 
 
 Cecil Castlemaine sGage Wanda 
 
 Tricotnn. Othmar 
 
 Puck. Frescoes. 
 
 Folle Farine. In Maremm*. 
 
 A Dog of Flanders. Guilderoy 
 
 Pascarel. Ruffino. 
 
 flgna. Syriin. 
 
 Princess Napraxlne. Santa Barbara 
 
 In a Winter City. Two Offenders 
 
 Ariadne. Ouida s Wisdom 
 
 Friendship. and Pathos. 
 
 By MARGARET AGNES PAUL . 
 
 Gentle and Simple. 
 
 By C. L. PIRKIS. 
 Lady Lovelace. 
 
 By EDGAR A. POE. 
 
 The Mystery of Marie Roget. 
 
 By Mrs. CAMPBELL PRAED 
 The Romance of a Station. 
 The Soul of Countess Adrian. 
 Out'aw and Lawmaker. 
 Christina Chard 
 
 By E. C. PRICE. 
 Valentin*. i Mrs. Lancaster'* R1t»L 
 
 The Foreigners. | Gerald 
 
 By RICHARD PRYCE. 
 Miss Hazwell's Affections, 
 
 Wit,
 
 <^AT>TO X. W»um iS. »I0 & .11 St. Martin's Lanfe. Lo ndon^^^e 
 
 
 Bentlnck'a Tutor. 
 
 Murphy • MMt«r. 
 
 A County Family. 
 
 At Her Mercy. 
 
 Cecil «Try«t. 
 
 The ClyDaxds of ClylJe 
 
 The Foiter Brothori. 
 
 Found Dead. 
 
 The Best of Hnaband*. 
 
 Walter i Word. 
 
 Malvei. 
 
 Fallen Fortune!. 
 
 Humorous Btorlei. 
 
 £200 Reward 
 
 A Marino Residence. 
 
 Mirk Abbey. 
 
 By Proxy 
 
 Under One Roof. 
 
 Hl«th SplrlU. 
 
 Carlyon s Year. 
 
 From Exile. 
 
 For Cash Only. 
 
 The Canon s Ward 
 
 The Talk of the Tow». 
 Holiday Tasks. 
 A Perfect Treasure. 
 What Ue Cost Her. 
 A Confidential Agent. 
 Glowworm Tales. 
 The Burnt Million. 
 Sunny Stories. 
 Lost Sir Massingberd. 
 A Woman s Vengeance. 
 The Family Scapegrace. 
 Gwendoline s Harvest. 
 Like Father. Like Son 
 Married Beneath Him. 
 Not Wooed, but Won 
 Less Black than We re 
 
 Painted, 
 gome PrlvaU Views 
 I A Grape from a Thorn. 
 The Mystery of Mu 
 
 Tbe'word and the Will. 
 I A Prince of the Blood. 
 A Trying Patient. 
 
 It Is H.«*Jdlu t^ A TerrlbleTempUtlon 
 
 Foul Play. 
 
 The Wandering Heir. 
 Hard Cash. 
 Binglebeartand Double 
 
 Good Stories of Men and 
 
 other Anlroala. 
 PeK WofllnRton. 
 GrtlBth Gaunt. 
 A Perilous Secret. 
 A Simpleton. 
 Readians 
 
 Mend 
 Christie Johnstone. 
 The Double Marriage. 
 Put Yourself In His 
 
 Klace 
 Love Me LltUe, Love 
 
 Me Long 
 The Cloister and the 
 
 Hearth. 
 The Course of True 
 
 Love. 
 
 THii Jilt jvi:»Mi«"- „ . _ 
 
 we Auioblography of A Woman Hater 
 
 Her Mother s narllng. ,>'•''[,'''"* cnne 
 The Prince of Wales s The N un s Curse. 
 Garden Party. "l* "'''^ 
 
 By AMELIE RlVfcS. 
 
 Barbara Dermc. „...,^^v, 
 
 Bv F. W. ROBINSON. 
 
 Women are Strang.. I The Hand, of Juitlc. 
 
 Kv JAMl-S RUNCIMAN. 
 Bklpp.rs'lLih.l"ac\, SchooU and Scholar.. 
 Grace Balmalgn s Sweetheart 
 
 By NV. CLARK RUSShLL. 
 Koundth'eGaU.vF.re. ; The Romance of Jenny 
 
 By HAWLEY SMART 
 
 Without %.ove or Licence. 
 
 By T. W. SPEiaHT. 
 
 Th« My»terle. of Heron , BackJ^^ L.f^e^^^_^^^^^ 
 
 The Golden Hoop. i »"»" ' ^"."VuU 
 
 rSc-^^l-o^u'way.. I i-^^dTrrriheSea 
 
 By ALAN ST. AUBYN. 
 A Fellow of Trinity. 1 7° ais Own Master. 
 The Junior Dean. Orchard Damerei 
 
 Mister of 8: Benedict si 
 
 By R. A. STERNDALE. 
 
 The Afghan Knife. 
 
 By R. LOUIS STEVENSON. 
 
 Hew Arabian Nlghu. I Prince Otto. 
 
 By BERTHA THOMAS. 
 CreMlda.^ , The VloUn PUyer. 
 
 Proud Malsie. I .,..., 
 
 By WALTER THORNBURY. 
 
 Tales for the Marines 1 Old StoHes Retold^ 
 By T. ADOLPHUS TROLLOPE. 
 Diamond Cut Diamond. 
 
 By H. lli:anor trollope. 
 
 Llke^Shlp. upon the | An«^ Fu^^- „ 
 By ANTHONY TROLLOPE. 
 
 Harlowe 
 An 0>ean Tragedy. 
 Mv Shipmate Louise. 
 A.one an a Wide Wide 
 
 Boa. 
 
 The Ring o Bf lis. 
 
 Mary Jane s Memoirs 
 
 Mary Jane Mornod. 
 
 Tales ol Today. 
 
 Dramas of Lite. — „,-... .-v 
 
 By ARTHUR SKETCHLbN 
 
 A Match In the Dark. 
 
 The Land Leaguen. 
 The American Senator. 
 Mr. Scarborough! 
 
 Family. 
 OoldenLion of Oranper* 
 
 Frau Frohmann 
 Marlon Fay. 
 Kept In the Dark. 
 John Caldlgate. 
 
 The Way Wo Uve Now. , 
 
 Bv J. T. TROWBRIDGE. 
 
 Famell s folly. „ , 
 
 Bv IVAN TURQENIEFP. &c 
 Btorles'from Foreign KovellsU. 
 
 Bv MARK TWAIN. _^ , 
 
 ^-tfn^'St^^'--^"^^l.'.'-^«'slrt. 
 
 ^H^u?.k7.rrfi:nn. ^ | aVX]. at th, C„^ 
 
 T';*r^''s\"r"-""'lXh2'5o^^«-- 
 
 A Tramp Abroad. "ote. 
 
 Stolen White Elephant. I ^.,-., r-„ 
 
 By C. C. FRASER-TYTLER. 
 
 MisUeai Judith. 
 
 By SARAH TYTLER. 
 
 On the Fo k sle Head. 
 In the Middle Watch. 
 A Voyage to the Cape. 
 A ^k for the Ham 
 
 Tho Mystery of the 
 
 By'^l'oROE AUGUSTUS SALA. 
 
 Gaslight and Daylight. 
 
 By JOHN SAUNDLRS. 
 Guy waterman. I Tue Lion in the Path. 
 
 '''T;KrTHARINE SAUNDERS. 
 
 -"^"bTgEORGER SIMS.^^ 
 
 Rotues a"d^7.-v«abonds. , Tlnkletop s Crime. 
 
 The Huguenot Family. 
 The Blackball OhosU. 
 What SheCameThrougn 
 Beauty and tho Beast. 
 CiVoyenne Jaquellne. 
 
 Zeph. 
 
 Mv Two Wives. 
 Memoirs of a Landlady. 
 mrni'O trom the Show. 
 The 10 Commandment*. 
 
 The BrUe s Faa*. 
 Buned Diamonds. 
 Si Muu.oaClty. 
 Lady bnll 
 Noblesse Oblige. 
 Disappeared. 
 
 By ALLEN UPWARD. 
 
 The Queen against 0»en. ^ , ,, , ,ac 
 
 Bv AARON WATSON and LILLIAS* 
 
 liy '^'^'^ \vassi:rmann. 
 
 The Marquis o! Cirataj ., . , , 
 
 By WILLIAM W ESTALL. 
 
 '"By M- F. H. WILLIAMSON. 
 A Cbud Wid^w. g ^viNTER. ^ 
 o .!-« T If. 1 Regimental Legende. 
 
 Cavalry Ufe.^^ H. F. WOOD. 
 
 The Passenger T"" S'"*'"'),^"'*- 
 TheEngllshm^anof^he^R-Cain^^ 
 
 ''bTcELIA PARKER WOOLLEY. 
 
 «'•-'• T;'ED^MUNDVA'/Et""- 
 The Forlorn' Hope. I CasUway. 
 
 Lan* at Loat. 

 
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