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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms -of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online -at <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a>. If you -are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the -country where you are located before using this eBook. -</div> -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: The Devil’s Disciple</div> -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: George Bernard Shaw</div> -<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Release Date: June 27, 2001 [eBook #3638]<br /> -[Most recently updated: April 18, 2021]</div> -<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div> -<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div> -<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Eve Sobol. HTML version by Al Haines.</div> -<div style='margin-top:2em;margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DEVIL’S DISCIPLE ***</div> +<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 3638 ***</div> <h1>The Devil’s Disciple</h1> <h2 class="no-break">by George Bernard Shaw</h2> -<hr /> +<hr > <h2>Contents</h2> -<table summary="" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto"> +<table style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto"> <tr> <td> <a href="#chap01">ACT I</a></td> @@ -111,7 +90,7 @@ country where you are located before using this eBook. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap01"></a>ACT I</h2> +<h2><a id="chap01"></a>ACT I</h2> <p> At the most wretched hour between a black night and a wintry morning in the @@ -185,11 +164,11 @@ great stock of underclothing. <p> Suddenly there comes a tapping at the door, not loud enough to wake the sleepers. Then knocking, which disturbs Mrs. Dudgeon a little. Finally the -latch is tried, whereupon she springs up at once.<br /><br /> +latch is tried, whereupon she springs up at once.<br ><br > </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>threateningly</i>). Well, why don’t you open the door? (<i>She sees that the girl is asleep and immediately raises a clamor of heartfelt vexation.</i>) Well, dear, dear me! Now this is— (<i>shaking her</i>) @@ -197,23 +176,23 @@ wake up, wake up: do you hear? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE GIRL.<br/> +THE GIRL.<br> (<i>sitting up</i>). What is it? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Wake up; and be ashamed of yourself, you unfeeling sinful girl, falling asleep like that, and your father hardly cold in his grave. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE GIRL.<br/> +THE GIRL.<br> (<i>half asleep still</i>). I didn’t mean to. I dropped off— </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>cutting her short</i>). Oh yes, you’ve plenty of excuses, I daresay. Dropped off! (<i>Fiercely, as the knocking recommences.</i>) Why don’t you get up and let your uncle in? after me waiting up all night for him! @@ -231,30 +210,30 @@ Mrs. Dudgeon to shut the door. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>at the fire</i>). F—f—f! but it is cold. (<i>Seeing the girl, and staring lumpishly at her.</i>) Why, who are you? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE GIRL.<br/> +THE GIRL.<br> (<i>shyly</i>). Essie. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Oh you may well ask. (<i>To Essie.</i>) Go to your room, child, and lie down since you haven’t feeling enough to keep you awake. Your history isn’t fit for your own ears to hear. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> I— </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>peremptorily</i>). Don’t answer me, Miss; but show your obedience by doing what I tell you. (<i>Essie, almost in tears, crosses the room to the door near the sofa.</i>) And don’t forget your prayers. (<i>Essie goes @@ -263,38 +242,38 @@ happened if I’d let her. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>phlegmatically</i>). Well, she can’t be expected to feel Uncle Peter’s death like one of the family. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> What are you talking about, child? Isn’t she his daughter—the punishment of his wickedness and shame? (<i>She assaults her chair by sitting down.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>staring</i>). Uncle Peter’s daughter! </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Why else should she be here? D’ye think I’ve not had enough trouble and care put upon me bringing up my own girls, let alone you and your good-for-nothing brother, without having your uncle’s bastards— </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>interrupting her with an apprehensive glance at the door by which Essie went out</i>). Sh! She may hear you. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>raising her voice</i>). Let her hear me. People who fear God don’t fear to give the devil’s work its right name. (<i>Christy, soullessly indifferent to the strife of Good and Evil, stares at the fire, warming @@ -303,30 +282,30 @@ What news have you for me? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>taking off his hat and shawl and going to the rack to hang them up</i>). The minister is to break the news to you. He’ll be here presently. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Break what news? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>standing on tiptoe, from boyish habit, to hang his hat up, though he is quite tall enough to reach the peg, and speaking with callous placidity, considering the nature of the announcement</i>). Father’s dead too. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>stupent</i>). Your father! </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>sulkily, coming back to the fire and warming himself again, attending much more to the fire than to his mother</i>). Well, it’s not my fault. When we got to Nevinstown we found him ill in bed. He didn’t know us at first. @@ -334,7 +313,7 @@ The minister sat up with him and sent me away. He died in the night. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>bursting into dry angry tears</i>). Well, I do think this is hard on me—very hard on me. His brother, that was a disgrace to us all his life, gets hanged on the public gallows as a rebel; and your father, instead of @@ -345,25 +324,25 @@ sinful, so it is; downright sinful. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>with a slow, bovine cheerfulness, after a pause</i>). I think it’s going to be a fine morning, after all. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>railing at him</i>). A fine morning! And your father newly dead! Where’s your feelings, child? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>obstinately</i>). Well, I didn’t mean any harm. I suppose a man may make a remark about the weather even if his father’s dead. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>bitterly</i>). A nice comfort my children are to me! One son a fool, and the other a lost sinner that’s left his home to live with smugglers and gypsies and villains, the scum of the earth! @@ -374,12 +353,12 @@ Someone knocks. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>without moving</i>). That’s the minister. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>sharply</i>). Well, aren’t you going to let Mr. Anderson in? </p> @@ -398,13 +377,13 @@ a sound Presbyterian ought. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>to Christy, at the door, looking at Mrs. Dudgeon whilst he takes off his cloak</i>). Have you told her? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> She made me. (<i>He shuts the door; yawns; and loafs across to the sofa where he sits down and presently drops off to sleep.</i>) </p> @@ -415,12 +394,12 @@ on the rack. Mrs. Dudgeon dries her eyes and looks up at him. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Sister: the Lord has laid his hand very heavily upon you. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>with intensely recalcitrant resignation</i>). It’s His will, I suppose; and I must bow to it. But I do think it hard. What call had Timothy to go to Springtown, and remind everybody that he belonged to a man that was being @@ -428,12 +407,12 @@ hanged?—and (<i>spitefully</i>) that deserved it, if ever a man did. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>gently</i>). They were brothers, Mrs. Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Timothy never acknowledged him as his brother after we were married: he had too much respect for me to insult me with such a brother. Would such a selfish wretch as Peter have come thirty miles to see Timothy hanged, do you think? Not @@ -442,40 +421,40 @@ is soonest mended. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>very grave, coming down to the fire to stand with his back to it</i>). Your eldest son was present at the execution, Mrs. Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>disagreeably surprised</i>). Richard? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>nodding</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>vindictively</i>). Let it be a warning to him. He may end that way himself, the wicked, dissolute, godless— (<i>she suddenly stops; her voice fails; and she asks, with evident dread</i>) Did Timothy see him? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>holding her breath</i>). Well? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> He only saw him in the crowd: they did not speak. (<i>Mrs. Dudgeon, greatly relieved, exhales the pent up breath and sits at her ease again.</i>) Your husband was greatly touched and impressed by his brother’s awful death. @@ -485,40 +464,40 @@ towards his prodigal son in that moment. He sent for him to come to see him. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>her alarm renewed</i>). Sent for Richard! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes; but Richard would not come. He sent his father a message; but I’m sorry to say it was a wicked message—an awful message. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> What was it? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> That he would stand by his wicked uncle, and stand against his good parents, in this world and the next. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>implacably</i>). He will be punished for it. He will be punished for it—in both worlds. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> That is not in our hands, Mrs. Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Did I say it was, Mr. Anderson. We are told that the wicked shall be punished. Why should we do our duty and keep God’s law if there is to be no difference made between us and those who follow their own likings and @@ -526,24 +505,24 @@ dislikings, and make a jest of us and of their Maker’s word? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Well, Richard’s earthly father has been merciful and his heavenly judge is the father of us all. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>forgetting herself</i>). Richard’s earthly father was a softheaded— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>shocked</i>). Oh! </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>with a touch of shame</i>). Well, I am Richard’s mother. If I am against him who has any right to be for him? (<i>Trying to conciliate him.</i>) Won’t you sit down, Mr. Anderson? I should have asked you before; but @@ -551,7 +530,7 @@ I’m so troubled. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Thank you— (<i>He takes a chair from beside the fireplace, and turns it so that he can sit comfortably at the fire. When he is seated he adds, in the tone of a man who knows that he is opening a difficult subject.</i>) Has @@ -559,28 +538,28 @@ Christy told you about the new will? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>all her fears returning</i>). The new will! Did Timothy—? (<i>She breaks off, gasping, unable to complete the question.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes. In his last hours he changed his mind. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>white with intense rage</i>). And you let him rob me? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I had no power to prevent him giving what was his to his own son. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> He had nothing of his own. His money was the money I brought him as my marriage portion. It was for me to deal with my own money and my own son. He dare not have done it if I had been with him; and well he knew it. That was why he stole @@ -590,35 +569,35 @@ the gospel—to act as his accomplice in such a crime. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>rising</i>). I will take no offence at what you say in the first bitterness of your grief. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>contemptuously</i>). Grief! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Well, of your disappointment, if you can find it in your heart to think that the better word. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> My heart! My heart! And since when, pray, have you begun to hold up our hearts as trustworthy guides for us? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>rather guiltily</i>). I—er— </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>vehemently</i>). Don’t lie, Mr. Anderson. We are told that the heart of man is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked. My heart belonged, not to Timothy, but to that poor wretched brother of his that has @@ -635,20 +614,20 @@ of him.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>willing enough to escape</i>). The Lord forbid that I should come between you and the source of all comfort! (<i>He goes to the rack for his coat and hat.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>without looking at him</i>). The Lord will know what to forbid and what to allow without your help. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> And whom to forgive, I hope—Eli Hawkins and myself, if we have ever set up our preaching against His law. (<i>He fastens his cloak, and is now ready to go.</i>) Just one word—on necessary business, Mrs. Dudgeon. There is the @@ -658,7 +637,7 @@ himself in here. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> He shall come here. Does he expect us to leave his father’s house for his convenience? Let them all come, and come quickly, and go quickly. They shall not make the will an excuse to shirk half their day’s work. I shall be @@ -666,24 +645,24 @@ ready, never fear. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>coming back a step or two</i>). Mrs. Dudgeon: I used to have some little influence with you. When did I lose it? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>still without turning to him</i>). When you married for love. Now you’re answered. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes: I am answered. (<i>He goes out, musing.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>to herself, thinking of her husband</i>). Thief! Thief!! (<i>She shakes herself angrily out of the chair; throws back the shawl from her head; and sets to work to prepare the room for the reading of the will, beginning by replacing @@ -696,13 +675,13 @@ takes from the table drawer a red table cloth which she spreads.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>rising reluctantly</i>). Well, do you suppose we are never going to sleep until we are out of mourning? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> I want none of your sulks. Here: help me to set this table. (<i>They place the table in the middle of the room, with Christy’s end towards the fireplace and Mrs. Dudgeon’s towards the sofa. Christy drops the table as soon as @@ -725,13 +704,13 @@ the cupboard, which she locks, pocketing the key carefully.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>lingering at the fire</i>). You’d better put the inkstand instead, for the lawyer. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> That’s no answer to make to me, sir. Go and do as you’re told. (<i>Christy turns sullenly to obey.</i>) Stop: take down that shutter before you go, and let the daylight in: you can’t expect me to do all the heavy @@ -747,33 +726,33 @@ shelf. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>looking through the window</i>). Here’s the minister’s wife. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>displeased</i>). What! Is she coming here? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> What does she want troubling me at this hour, before I’m properly dressed to receive people? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> You’d better ask her. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>threateningly</i>). You’d better keep a civil tongue in your head. (<i>He goes sulkily towards the door. She comes after him, plying him with instructions.</i>) Tell that girl to come to me as soon as she’s had her @@ -794,26 +773,26 @@ have chosen better.</i>) Oh, it’s you, is it, Mrs. Anderson? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>very politely—almost patronizingly</i>). Yes. Can I do anything for you, Mrs. Dudgeon? Can I help to get the place ready before they come to read the will? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>stiffly</i>). Thank you, Mrs. Anderson, my house is always ready for anyone to come into. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. ANDERSON.<br/> +MRS. ANDERSON.<br> (<i>with complacent amiability</i>). Yes, indeed it is. Perhaps you had rather I did not intrude on you just now. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Oh, one more or less will make no difference this morning, Mrs. Anderson. Now that you’re here, you’d better stay. If you wouldn’t mind shutting the door! (<i>Judith smiles, implying “How stupid of me” @@ -824,14 +803,14 @@ ready. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>graciously giving her leave</i>). Oh yes, certainly. Leave them to me, Mrs. Dudgeon; and take your time. (<i>She hangs her cloak and bonnet on the rack.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>half sneering</i>). I thought that would be more in your way than getting the house ready. (<i>Essie comes back.</i>) Oh, here you are! (<i>Severely</i>) Come here: let me see you. (<i>Essie timidly goes to her. Mrs. Dudgeon takes @@ -849,16 +828,13 @@ chattering and making free with them, as if you were their equal. Do you hear? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> Well, then go and do as you’re told. -</p> - -<p class="stage"> (<i>Essie sits down miserably on the corner of the fender furthest from the door.</i>) Never mind her, Mrs. Anderson: you know who she is and what she is. If she gives you any trouble, just tell me; and I’ll settle accounts with @@ -867,31 +843,31 @@ her as if even it had to be made to do its duty with a ruthless hand.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>patronizing Essie, and arranging the cake and wine on the table more becomingly</i>). You must not mind if your aunt is strict with you. She is a very good woman, and desires your good too. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>in listless misery</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>annoyed with Essie for her failure to be consoled and edified, and to appreciate the kindly condescension of the remark</i>). You are not going to be sullen, I hope, Essie. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> No. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> That’s a good girl! (<i>She places a couple of chairs at the table with their backs to the window, with a pleasant sense of being a more thoughtful housekeeper than Mrs. Dudgeon.</i>) Do you know any of your father’s @@ -899,36 +875,36 @@ relatives? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> No. They wouldn’t have anything to do with him: they were too religious. Father used to talk about Dick Dudgeon; but I never saw him. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>ostentatiously shocked</i>). Dick Dudgeon! Essie: do you wish to be a really respectable and grateful girl, and to make a place for yourself here by steady good conduct? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>very half-heartedly</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Then you must never mention the name of Richard Dudgeon—never even think about him. He is a bad man. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> What has he done? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> You must not ask questions about him, Essie. You are too young to know what it is to be a bad man. But he is a smuggler; and he lives with gypsies; and he has no love for his mother and his family; and he wrestles and plays games on @@ -938,34 +914,34 @@ with such men. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>again displeased</i>). I am afraid you say Yes and No without thinking very deeply. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Yes. At least I mean— </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>severely</i>). What do you mean? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>almost crying</i>). Only—my father was a smuggler; and— (<i>Someone knocks.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> They are beginning to come. Now remember your aunt’s directions, Essie; and be a good girl. (<i>Christy comes back with the stand of stuffed birds under a glass case, and an inkstand, which he places on the table.</i>) Good @@ -973,7 +949,7 @@ morning, Mr. Dudgeon. Will you open the door, please: the people have come. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Good morning. (<i>He opens the house door.</i>) </p> @@ -1002,19 +978,19 @@ waits for a word with Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> She will be here in a moment. Ask them to wait. (<i>She taps at the bedroom door. Receiving an answer from within, she opens it and passes through.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>taking his place at the table at the opposite end to Hawkins</i>). Our poor afflicted sister will be with us in a moment. Are we all here? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>at the house door, which he has just shut</i>). All except Dick. </p> @@ -1025,7 +1001,7 @@ catches her breath convulsively through her nose. Her husband speaks. </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE TITUS.<br/> +UNCLE TITUS.<br> Well, I hope he will have the grace not to come. I hope so. </p> @@ -1038,7 +1014,7 @@ Judith appears at the bedroom door. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>with gentle impressiveness</i>). Friends, Mrs. Dudgeon. (<i>She takes the chair from beside the fireplace; and places it for Mrs. Dudgeon, who comes from the bedroom in black, with a clean handkerchief to her eyes. All rise, except @@ -1047,23 +1023,23 @@ weep. It is an affecting moment.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE WILLIAM.<br/> +UNCLE WILLIAM.<br> Would it comfort you, sister, if we were to offer up a prayer? </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE TITUS.<br/> +UNCLE TITUS.<br> Or sing a hymn? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>rather hastily</i>). I have been with our sister this morning already, friends. In our hearts we ask a blessing. </p> <p class="drama"> -ALL.<br/> +ALL.<br> (<i>except Essie</i>). Amen. </p> @@ -1072,27 +1048,27 @@ They all sit down, except Judith, who stands behind Mrs. Dudgeon’s chair. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>to Essie</i>). Essie: did you say Amen? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>scaredly</i>). No. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Then say it, like a good girl. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Amen. </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE WILLIAM.<br/> +UNCLE WILLIAM.<br> (<i>encouragingly</i>). That’s right: that’s right. We know who you are; but we are willing to be kind to you if you are a good girl and deserve it. We are all equal before the Throne. @@ -1105,7 +1081,7 @@ world, will be recognized and rewarded. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>at the window</i>). Here’s Dick. </p> @@ -1122,7 +1098,7 @@ and his eyes are the eyes of a fanatic. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>on the threshold, taking off his hat</i>). Ladies and gentlemen: your servant, your very humble servant. (<i>With this comprehensive insult, he throws his hat to Christy with a suddenness that makes him jump like a @@ -1146,12 +1122,12 @@ the ladies. </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE TITUS.<br/> +UNCLE TITUS.<br> (<i>indignantly</i>). Be ashamed of yourself, sir— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>interrupting him and shaking his hand in spite of him</i>). I am: I am; but I am proud of my uncle—proud of all my relatives (<i>again surveying them</i>) who could look at them and not be proud and joyful? (<i>Uncle Titus, @@ -1163,12 +1139,12 @@ Pastor, for the sake of old times. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> You know, I think, Mr. Dudgeon, that I do not drink before dinner. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You will, some day, Pastor: Uncle William used to drink before breakfast. Come: it will give your sermons unction. (<i>He smells the wine and makes a wry face.</i>) But do not begin on my mother’s company sherry. I stole some @@ -1178,20 +1154,17 @@ Pastor, and that your wife has a most ungodly allowance of good looks. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>quietly indicating Judith</i>). Sir: you are in the presence of my wife. (<i>Judith rises and stands with stony propriety.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>quickly slipping down from the table with instinctive good manners</i>). Your servant, madam: no offence. (<i>He looks at her earnestly.</i>) You deserve your reputation; but I’m sorry to see by your expression that you’re a good woman. -</p> - -<p class="stage"> (<i>She looks shocked, and sits down amid a murmur of indignant sympathy from his relatives. Anderson, sensible enough to know that these demonstrations can only gratify and encourage a man who is deliberately trying to provoke them, @@ -1201,33 +1174,33 @@ Uncle Peter, though unmarried, was a father? </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE TITUS.<br/> +UNCLE TITUS.<br> He had only one irregular child, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Only one! He thinks one a mere trifle! I blush for you, Uncle Titus. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Mr. Dudgeon you are in the presence of your mother and her grief. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> It touches me profoundly, Pastor. By the way, what has become of the irregular child? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>pointing to Essie</i>). There, sir, listening to you. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>shocked into sincerity</i>). What! Why the devil didn’t you tell me that before? Children suffer enough in this house without— (<i>He hurries remorsefully to Essie.</i>) Come, little cousin! never mind me: it was not @@ -1237,13 +1210,13 @@ been making her cry? Who has been ill-treating her? By God— </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>rising and confronting him</i>). Silence your blasphemous tongue. I will hear no more of this. Leave my house. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> How do you know it’s your house until the will is read? (<i>They look at one another for a moment with intense hatred; and then she sinks, checkmated, into her chair. Richard goes boldly up past Anderson to the window, where he @@ -1262,12 +1235,12 @@ business. Get on with the will, man. </p> <p class="drama"> -TITUS.<br/> +TITUS.<br> Do not let yourself be ordered or hurried, Mr. Hawkins. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> (<i>very politely and willingly</i>). Mr. Dudgeon means no offence, I feel sure. I will not keep you one second, Mr. Dudgeon. Just while I get my glasses— (<i>he fumbles for them. The Dudgeons look at one another with @@ -1275,19 +1248,19 @@ misgiving</i>). </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Aha! They notice your civility, Mr. Hawkins. They are prepared for the worst. A glass of wine to clear your voice before you begin. (<i>He pours out one for him and hands it; then pours one for himself.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> Thank you, Mr. Dudgeon. Your good health, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yours, sir. (<i>With the glass half way to his lips, he checks himself, giving a dubious glance at the wine, and adds, with quaint intensity.</i>) Will anyone oblige me with a glass of water? @@ -1300,29 +1273,29 @@ with a jug and going out of the house as quietly as possible. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> The will is not exactly in proper legal phraseology. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> No: my father died without the consolations of the law. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> Good again, Mr. Dudgeon, good again. (<i>Preparing to read</i>) Are you ready, sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Ready, aye ready. For what we are about to receive, may the Lord make us truly thankful. Go ahead. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> (<i>reading</i>). “This is the last will and testament of me Timothy Dudgeon on my deathbed at Nevinstown on the road from Springtown to Websterbridge on this twenty-fourth day of September, one thousand seven @@ -1332,12 +1305,12 @@ my real will according to my own wish and affections.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>glancing at his mother</i>). Aha! </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> (<i>shaking his head</i>). Bad phraseology, sir, wrong phraseology. “I give and bequeath a hundred pounds to my younger son Christopher Dudgeon, fifty pounds to be paid to him on the day of his marriage to Sarah Wilkins if she @@ -1346,22 +1319,22 @@ number of five.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> How if she won’t have him? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> She will if I have fifty pounds. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Good, my brother. Proceed. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “I give and bequeath to my wife Annie Dudgeon, born Annie Primrose”—you see he did not know the law, Mr. Dudgeon: your mother was not born Annie: she was christened so—“an annuity of fifty-two @@ -1371,60 +1344,60 @@ money”—there’s a way to put it, Mr. Dudgeon! Her own money! </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> A very good way to put God’s truth. It was every penny my own. Fifty-two pounds a year! </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “And I recommend her for her goodness and piety to the forgiving care of her children, having stood between them and her as far as I could to the best of my ability.” </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> And this is my reward! (<i>raging inwardly</i>) You know what I think, Mr. Anderson you know the word I gave to it. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> It cannot be helped, Mrs. Dudgeon. We must take what comes to us. (<i>To Hawkins.</i>) Go on, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “I give and bequeath my house at Websterbridge with the land belonging to it and all the rest of my property soever to my eldest son and heir, Richard Dudgeon.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Oho! The fatted calf, Minister, the fatted calf. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “On these conditions—” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> The devil! Are there conditions? </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “To wit: first, that he shall not let my brother Peter’s natural child starve or be driven by want to an evil life.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>emphatically, striking his fist on the table</i>). Agreed. </p> @@ -1435,61 +1408,61 @@ room without leave, closes her lips vengefully. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “Second, that he shall be a good friend to my old horse Jim”— (<i>again slacking his head</i>) he should have written James, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> James shall live in clover. Go on. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “—and keep my deaf farm laborer Prodger Feston in his service.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Prodger Feston shall get drunk every Saturday. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “Third, that he make Christy a present on his marriage out of the ornaments in the best room.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>holding up the stuffed birds</i>). Here you are, Christy. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>disappointed</i>). I’d rather have the China peacocks. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You shall have both. (<i>Christy is greatly pleased.</i>) Go on. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> “Fourthly and lastly, that he try to live at peace with his mother as far as she will consent to it.” </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>dubiously</i>). Hm! Anything more, Mr. Hawkins? </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> (<i>solemnly</i>). “Finally I gave and bequeath my soul into my Maker’s hands, humbly asking forgiveness for all my sins and mistakes, and hoping that he will so guide my son that it may not be said that I have @@ -1498,52 +1471,52 @@ last hour in this strange place.” </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Amen. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE UNCLES AND AUNTS.<br/> +THE UNCLES AND AUNTS.<br> Amen. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> My mother does not say Amen. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>rising, unable to give up her property without a struggle</i>). Mr. Hawkins: is that a proper will? Remember, I have his rightful, legal will, drawn up by yourself, leaving all to me. </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> This is a very wrongly and irregularly worded will, Mrs. Dudgeon; though (<i>turning politely to Richard</i>) it contains in my judgment an excellent disposal of his property. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>interposing before Mrs. Dudgeon can retort</i>). That is not what you are asked, Mr. Hawkins. Is it a legal will? </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKINS.<br/> +HAWKINS.<br> The courts will sustain it against the other. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> But why, if the other is more lawfully worded? </p> <p class="drama"> -HAWKING.<br/> +HAWKING.<br> Because, sir, the courts will sustain the claim of a man—and that man the eldest son—against any woman, if they can. I warned you, Mrs. Dudgeon, when you got me to draw that other will, that it was not a wise will, and that @@ -1568,47 +1541,47 @@ Richard when Mrs. Dudgeon stops her. </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>threatening her</i>). Where have you been? (<i>Essie, appalled, tries to answer, but cannot.</i>) How dare you go out by yourself after the orders I gave you? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> He asked for a drink— (<i>she stops, her tongue cleaving to her palate with terror</i>). </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>with gentler severity</i>). Who asked for a drink? (<i>Essie, speechless, points to Richard.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> What! I! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>shocked</i>). Oh Essie, Essie! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I believe I did. (<i>He takes a glass and holds it to Essie to be filled. Her hand shakes.</i>) What! afraid of me? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>quickly</i>). No. I— (<i>She pours out the water.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>tasting it</i>). Ah, you’ve been up the street to the market gate spring to get that. (<i>He takes a draught.</i>) Delicious! Thank you. (<i>Unfortunately, at this moment he chances to catch sight of Judith’s @@ -1622,56 +1595,56 @@ call you? Bessie? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Essie. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Essie, to be sure. Are you a good girl, Essie? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>greatly disappointed that he, of all people should begin at her in this way</i>) Yes. (<i>She looks doubtfully at Judith.</i>) I think so. I mean I—I hope so. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Essie: did you ever hear of a person called the devil? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>revolted</i>). Shame on you, sir, with a mere child— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> By your leave, Minister: I do not interfere with your sermons: do not you interrupt mine. (<i>To Essie.</i>) Do you know what they call me, Essie? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Dick. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>amused: patting her on the shoulder</i>). Yes, Dick; but something else too. They call me the Devil’s Disciple. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Why do you let them? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>seriously</i>). Because it’s true. I was brought up in the other service; but I knew from the first that the Devil was my natural master and captain and friend. I saw that he was in the right, and that the world cringed @@ -1687,29 +1660,29 @@ devil? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>coming to Essie and throwing a protecting arm about her</i>). I will. You should be burnt alive. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> But I don’t want to. (<i>She shrinks back, leaving Richard and Judith face to face.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>to Judith</i>). Actually doesn’t want to, most virtuous lady! </p> <p class="drama"> -UNCLE TITUS.<br/> +UNCLE TITUS.<br> Have a care, Richard Dudgeon. The law— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>turning threateningly on him</i>). Have a care, you. In an hour from this there will be no law here but martial law. I passed the soldiers within six miles on my way here: before noon Major Swindon’s gallows for rebels will @@ -1717,12 +1690,12 @@ be up in the market place. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>calmly</i>). What have we to fear from that, sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> More than you think. He hanged the wrong man at Springtown: he thought Uncle Peter was respectable, because the Dudgeons had a good name. But his next example will be the best man in the town to whom he can bring home a rebellious @@ -1730,12 +1703,12 @@ word. Well, we’re all rebels; and you know it. </p> <p class="drama"> -ALL THE MEN (<i>except Anderson</i>).<br/> +ALL THE MEN (<i>except Anderson</i>).<br> No, no, no! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yes, you are. You haven’t damned King George up hill and down dale as I have; but you’ve prayed for his defeat; and you, Anthony Anderson, have conducted the service, and sold your family bible to buy a pair of pistols. @@ -1749,14 +1722,14 @@ fear</i>) eh? Would that show that King George meant business—ha? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>perfectly self-possessed</i>). Come, my dear: he is only trying to frighten you. There is no danger. (<i>He takes her out of the house. The rest crowd to the door to follow him, except Essie, who remains near Richard.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>boisterously derisive</i>). Now then: how many of you will stay with me; run up the American flag on the devil’s house; and make a fight for freedom? (<i>They scramble out, Christy among them, hustling one another in @@ -1765,23 +1738,23 @@ following them</i>) What mother! are you off too? </p> <p class="drama"> -MRS. DUDGEON.<br/> +MRS. DUDGEON.<br> (<i>deadly pale, with her hand on her heart as if she had received a deathblow</i>). My curse on you! My dying curse! (<i>She goes out.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>calling after her</i>). It will bring me luck. Ha ha ha! </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>anxiously</i>). Mayn’t I stay? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>turning to her</i>). What! Have they forgotten to save your soul in their anxiety about their own bodies? Oh yes: you may stay. (<i>He turns excitedly away again and shakes his fist after them. His left fist, also clenched, hangs @@ -1795,7 +1768,7 @@ that way, Essie, if you like. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap02"></a>ACT II</h2> +<h2><a id="chap02"></a>ACT II</h2> <p class="noindent"> Minister Anderson’s house is in the main street of Websterbridge, not far @@ -1863,13 +1836,13 @@ and turns to the door. Anderson comes in, wrapped in a very wet cloak. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>running to him</i>). Oh, here you are at last, at last! (<i>She attempts to embrace him.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>keeping her off</i>). Take care, my love: I’m wet. Wait till I get my cloak off. (<i>He places a chair with its back to the fire; hangs his cloak on it to dry; shakes the rain from his hat and puts it on the fender; and at last @@ -1879,35 +1852,35 @@ at the front door. And the town clock is always fast. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I’m sure it’s slow this evening. I’m so glad you’re back. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>taking her more closely in his arms</i>). Anxious, my dear? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> A little. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Why, you’ve been crying. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Only a little. Never mind: it’s all over now. (<i>A bugle call is heard in the distance. She starts in terror and retreats to the long seat, listening.</i>) What’s that? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>following her tenderly to the seat and making her sit down with him</i>). Only King George, my dear. He’s returning to barracks, or having his roll called, or getting ready for tea, or booting or saddling or something. Soldiers @@ -1916,71 +1889,71 @@ they send a boy out with a bugle to disturb the whole town. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Do you think there is really any danger? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Not the least in the world. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> You say that to comfort me, not because you believe it. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> My dear: in this world there is always danger for those who are afraid of it. There’s a danger that the house will catch fire in the night; but we shan’t sleep any the less soundly for that. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, I know what you always say; and you’re quite right. Oh, quite right: I know it. But—I suppose I’m not brave: that’s all. My heart shrinks every time I think of the soldiers. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Never mind that, dear: bravery is none the worse for costing a little pain. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, I suppose so. (<i>Embracing him again.</i>) Oh how brave you are, my dear! (<i>With tears in her eyes.</i>) Well, I’ll be brave too: you shan’t be ashamed of your wife. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> That’s right. Now you make me happy. Well, well! (<i>He rises and goes cheerily to the fire to dry his shoes.</i>) I called on Richard Dudgeon on my way back; but he wasn’t in. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>rising in consternation</i>). You called on that man! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>reassuring her</i>). Oh, nothing happened, dearie. He was out. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>almost in tears, as if the visit were a personal humiliation to her</i>). But why did you go there? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>gravely</i>). Well, it is all the talk that Major Swindon is going to do what he did in Springtown—make an example of some notorious rebel, as he calls us. He pounced on Peter Dudgeon as the worst character there; and it is @@ -1988,12 +1961,12 @@ the general belief that he will pounce on Richard as the worst here. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> But Richard said— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>goodhumoredly cutting her short</i>). Pooh! Richard said! He said what he thought would frighten you and frighten me, my dear. He said what perhaps (<i>God forgive him!</i>) he would like to believe. It’s a terrible thing @@ -2002,58 +1975,58 @@ him. I left a message for him. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>querulously</i>). What message? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Only that I should be glad to see him for a moment on a matter of importance to himself; and that if he would look in here when he was passing he would be welcome. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>aghast</i>). You asked that man to come here! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I did. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>sinking on the seat and clasping her hands</i>). I hope he won’t come! Oh, I pray that he may not come! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Why? Don’t you want him to be warned? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He must know his danger. Oh, Tony, is it wrong to hate a blasphemer and a villain? I do hate him! I can’t get him out of my mind: I know he will bring harm with him. He insulted you: he insulted me: he insulted his mother. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>quaintly</i>). Well, dear, let’s forgive him; and then it won’t matter. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Oh, I know it’s wrong to hate anybody; but— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>going over to her with humorous tenderness</i>). Come, dear, you’re not so wicked as you think. The worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that’s the essence of @@ -2072,51 +2045,51 @@ me, if you only knew it. Eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Oh, don’t say that: don’t say that, Tony, even in jest. You don’t know what a horrible feeling it gives me. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>Laughing</i>). Well, well: never mind, pet. He’s a bad man; and you hate him as he deserves. And you’re going to make the tea, aren’t you? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>remorsefully</i>). Oh yes, I forgot. I’ve been keeping you waiting all this time. (<i>She goes to the fire and puts on the kettle.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>going to the press and taking his coat off</i>). Have you stitched up the shoulder of my old coat? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, dear. (<i>She goes to the table, and sets about putting the tea into the teapot from the caddy.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>as he changes his coat for the older one hanging on the press, and replaces it by the one he has just taken off</i>). Did anyone call when I was out? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> No, only— (<i>someone knocks at the door. With a start which betrays her intense nervousness, she retreats to the further end of the table with the tea caddy and spoon, in her hands, exclaiming</i>) Who’s that? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>going to her and patting her encouragingly on the shoulder</i>). All right, pet, all right. He won’t eat you, whoever he is. (<i>She tries to smile, and nearly makes herself cry. He goes to the door and opens it. Richard is @@ -2129,20 +2102,20 @@ shuts the door.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Raining like the very (<i>his eye catches Judith’s as she looks quickly and haughtily up</i>)—I beg your pardon; but (<i>showing that his coat is wet</i>) you see—! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Take it off, sir; and let it hang before the fire a while: my wife will excuse your shirtsleeves. Judith: put in another spoonful of tea for Mr. Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>eyeing him cynically</i>). The magic of property, Pastor! Are even YOU civil to me now that I have succeeded to my father’s estate? </p> @@ -2152,7 +2125,7 @@ Judith throws down the spoon indignantly. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>quite unruffled, and helping Richard off with his coat</i>). I think, sir, that since you accept my hospitality, you cannot have so bad an opinion of it. Sit down. (<i>With the coat in his hand, he points to the railed seat. Richard, @@ -2163,24 +2136,24 @@ fire, and hangs Richard’s coat on the back in its place.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I come, sir, on your own invitation. You left word you had something important to tell me. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I have a warning which it is my duty to give you. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>quickly rising</i>). You want to preach to me. Excuse me: I prefer a walk in the rain. (<i>He makes for his coat.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>stopping him</i>). Don’t be alarmed, sir; I am no great preacher. You are quite safe. (<i>Richard smiles in spite of himself. His glance softens: he even makes a gesture of excuse. Anderson, seeing that he has tamed him, now @@ -2188,22 +2161,22 @@ addresses him earnestly.</i>) Mr. Dudgeon: you are in danger in this town. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> What danger? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Your uncle’s danger. Major Swindon’s gallows. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> It is you who are in danger. I warned you— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>interrupting him goodhumoredly but authoritatively</i>). Yes, yes, Mr. Dudgeon; but they do not think so in the town. And even if I were in danger, I have duties here I must not forsake. But you are a free man. Why should you run @@ -2211,12 +2184,12 @@ any risk? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Do you think I should be any great loss, Minister? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I think that a man’s life is worth saving, whoever it belongs to. (<i>Richard makes him an ironical bow. Anderson returns the bow humorously.</i>) Come: you’ll have a cup of tea, to prevent you catching @@ -2224,12 +2197,12 @@ cold? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I observe that Mrs. Anderson is not quite so pressing as you are, Pastor. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>almost stifled with resentment, which she has been expecting her husband to share and express for her at every insult of Richard’s</i>). You are welcome for my husband’s sake. (<i>She brings the teapot to the fireplace @@ -2237,24 +2210,24 @@ and sets it on the hob.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I know I am not welcome for my own, madam. (<i>He rises.</i>) But I think I will not break bread here, Minister. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>cheerily</i>). Give me a good reason for that. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Because there is something in you that I respect, and that makes me desire to have you for my enemy. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> That’s well said. On those terms, sir, I will accept your enmity or any man’s. Judith: Mr. Dudgeon will stay to tea. Sit down: it will take a few minutes to draw by the fire. (<i>Richard glances at him with a troubled face; @@ -2267,13 +2240,13 @@ Judith is a great enemy of yours. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> If all my enemies were like Mrs. Anderson I should be the best Christian in America. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>gratified, patting her hand</i>). You hear that, Judith? Mr. Dudgeon knows how to turn a compliment. </p> @@ -2283,7 +2256,7 @@ The latch is lifted from without. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>starting</i>). Who is that? </p> @@ -2292,116 +2265,116 @@ Christy comes in. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>stopping and staring at Richard</i>). Oh, are YOU here? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yes. Begone, you fool: Mrs. Anderson doesn’t want the whole family to tea at once. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>coming further in</i>). Mother’s very ill. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Well, does she want to see ME? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> No. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I thought not. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> She wants to see the minister—at once. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>to Anderson</i>). Oh, not before you’ve had some tea. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I shall enjoy it more when I come back, dear. (<i>He is about to take up his cloak.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> The rain’s over. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>dropping the cloak and picking up his hat from the fender</i>). Where is your mother, Christy? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> At Uncle Titus’s. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Have you fetched the doctor? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> No: she didn’t tell me to. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Go on there at once: I’ll overtake you on his doorstep. (<i>Christy turns to go.</i>) Wait a moment. Your brother must be anxious to know the particulars. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Psha! not I: he doesn’t know; and I don’t care. (<i>Violently.</i>) Be off, you oaf. (<i>Christy runs out. Richard adds, a little shamefacedly</i>) We shall know soon enough. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Well, perhaps you will let me bring you the news myself. Judith: will you give Mr. Dudgeon his tea, and keep him here until I return? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>white and trembling</i>). Must I— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>taking her hands and interrupting her to cover her agitation</i>). My dear: I can depend on you? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>with a piteous effort to be worthy of his trust</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>pressing her hand against his cheek</i>). You will not mind two old people like us, Mr. Dudgeon. (<i>Going.</i>) I shall not say good evening: you will be here when I come back. (<i>He goes out.</i>) @@ -2414,55 +2387,55 @@ himself together. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Mrs. Anderson: I am perfectly aware of the nature of your sentiments towards me. I shall not intrude on you. Good evening. (<i>Again he starts for the fireplace to get his coat.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>getting between him and the coat</i>). No, no. Don’t go: please don’t go. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>roughly</i>). Why? You don’t want me here. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, I— (<i>wringing her hands in despair</i>) Oh, if I tell you the truth, you will use it to torment me. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>indignantly</i>). Torment! What right have you to say that? Do you expect me to stay after that? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I want you to stay; but (<i>suddenly raging at him like an angry child</i>) it is not because I like you. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Indeed! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes: I had rather you did go than mistake me about that. I hate and dread you; and my husband knows it. If you are not here when he comes back, he will believe that I disobeyed him and drove you away. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>ironically</i>). Whereas, of course, you have really been so kind and hospitable and charming to me that I only want to go away out of mere contrariness, eh? @@ -2473,7 +2446,7 @@ Judith, unable to bear it, sinks on the chair and bursts into tears. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Stop, stop, stop, I tell you. Don’t do that. (<i>Putting his hand to his breast as if to a wound.</i>) He wrung my heart by being a man. Need you tear it by being a woman? Has he not raised you above my insults, like himself? @@ -2487,20 +2460,20 @@ respectable couple, and wait for your husband’s return? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>rather ashamed of herself</i>). If you please. I—I am sorry to have been so foolish. (<i>She stoops to take up the plate of toast from the fender.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I am sorry, for your sake, that I am—what I am. Allow me. (<i>He takes the plate from her and goes with it to the table.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>following with the teapot</i>). Will you sit down? (<i>He sits down at the end of the table nearest the press. There is a plate and knife laid there. The other plate is laid near it; but Judith stays at the opposite end of the table, @@ -2509,7 +2482,7 @@ you take sugar? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> No; but plenty of milk. Let me give you some toast. (<i>He puts some on the second plate, and hands it to her, with the knife. The action shows quietly how well he knows that she has avoided her usual place so as to be as far from him @@ -2517,35 +2490,35 @@ as possible.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>consciously</i>). Thanks. (<i>She gives him his tea.</i>) Won’t you help yourself? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Thanks. (<i>He puts a piece of toast on his own plate; and she pours out tea for herself.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>observing that he tastes nothing</i>). Don’t you like it? You are not eating anything. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Neither are you. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>nervously</i>). I never care much for my tea. Please don’t mind me. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>Looking dreamily round</i>). I am thinking. It is all so strange to me. I can see the beauty and peace of this home: I think I have never been more at rest in my life than at this moment; and yet I know quite well I could never @@ -2555,66 +2528,66 @@ then laughs softly.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>quickly</i>). Why do you laugh? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I was thinking that if any stranger came in here now, he would take us for man and wife. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>taking offence</i>). You mean, I suppose, that you are more my age than he is. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>staring at this unexpected turn</i>). I never thought of such a thing. (<i>Sardonic again.</i>) I see there is another side to domestic joy. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>angrily</i>). I would rather have a husband whom everybody respects than—than— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Than the devil’s disciple. You are right; but I daresay your love helps him to be a good man, just as your hate helps me to be a bad one. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> My husband has been very good to you. He has forgiven you for insulting him, and is trying to save you. Can you not forgive him for being so much better than you are? How dare you belittle him by putting yourself in his place? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Did I? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, you did. You said that if anybody came in they would take us for man and— (<i>she stops, terror-stricken, as a squad of soldiers tramps past the window</i>) The English soldiers! Oh, what do they— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>listening</i>). Sh! </p> <p class="drama"> -A VOICE (<i>outside</i>).<br/> +A VOICE (<i>outside</i>).<br> Halt! Four outside: two in with me. </p> @@ -2627,25 +2600,25 @@ between them. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Sorry to disturb you, mum! duty! Anthony Anderson: I arrest you in King George’s name as a rebel. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>pointing at Richard</i>). But that is not— (<i>He looks up quickly at her, with a face of iron. She stops her mouth hastily with the hand she has raised to indicate him, and stands staring affrightedly.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Come, Parson; put your coat on and come along. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yes: I’ll come. (<i>He rises and takes a step towards his own coat; then recollects himself, and, with his back to the sergeant, moves his gaze slowly round the room without turning his head until he sees Anderson’s black @@ -2659,32 +2632,32 @@ arrest a man of my cloth before, Sergeant? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>instinctively respectful, half to the black coat, half to Richard’s good breeding</i>). Well, no sir. At least, only an army chaplain. (<i>Showing the handcuffs.</i>) I’m sorry, sir; but duty— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Just so, Sergeant. Well, I’m not ashamed of them: thank you kindly for the apology. (<i>He holds out his hands.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>not availing himself of the offer</i>). One gentleman to another, sir. Wouldn’t you like to say a word to your missis, sir, before you go? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>smiling</i>). Oh, we shall meet again before—eh? (<i>Meaning “before you hang me.”</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>loudly, with ostentatious cheerfulness</i>). Oh, of course, of course. No call for the lady to distress herself. Still— (<i>in a lower voice, intended for Richard alone</i>) your last chance, sir. @@ -2696,7 +2669,7 @@ deep breath and turns towards Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>very distinctly</i>). My love. (<i>She looks at him, pitiably pale, and tries to answer, but cannot—tries also to come to him, but cannot trust herself to stand without the support of the table.</i>) This gallant gentleman @@ -2723,22 +2696,22 @@ into them. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>the words choking her</i>). I ought to—it’s murder— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> No: only a kiss (<i>softly to her</i>) for his sake. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I can’t. You must— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>folding her in his arms with an impulse of compassion for her distress</i>). My poor girl! </p> @@ -2749,13 +2722,13 @@ away, dropping from his arms to the ground as if the kiss had killed her. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>going quickly to the sergeant</i>). Now, Sergeant: quick, before she comes to. The handcuffs. (<i>He puts out his hands.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>pocketing them</i>). Never mind, sir: I’ll trust you. You’re a game one. You ought to a bin a soldier, sir. Between them two, please. (<i>The soldiers place themselves one before Richard and one behind him. The sergeant @@ -2763,7 +2736,7 @@ opens the door.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>taking a last look round him</i>). Goodbye, wife: goodbye, home. Muffle the drums, and quick march! </p> @@ -2772,7 +2745,7 @@ drums, and quick march! The sergeant signs to the leading soldier to march. They file out quickly. </p> -<hr /> +<hr > <p class="stage"> When Anderson returns from Mrs. Dudgeon’s he is astonished to find the @@ -2781,7 +2754,7 @@ for one of the candles has burnt out, and the other is at its last flicker. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Why, what on earth—? (<i>Calling</i>) Judith, Judith! (<i>He listens: there is no answer.</i>) Hm! (<i>He goes to the cupboard; takes a candle from the drawer; lights it at the flicker of the expiring one on the table; and @@ -2793,25 +2766,25 @@ her, lifting her head.</i>) Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>waking; for her swoon has passed into the sleep of exhaustion after suffering</i>). Yes. Did you call? What’s the matter? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I’ve just come in and found you lying here with the candles burnt out and the tea poured out and cold. What has happened? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>still astray</i>). I don’t know. Have I been asleep? I suppose— (<i>she stops blankly</i>) I don’t know. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>groaning</i>). Heaven forgive me, I left you alone with that scoundrel. (<i>Judith remembers. With an agonized cry, she clutches his shoulders and drags herself to her feet as he rises with her. He clasps her tenderly in his @@ -2819,13 +2792,13 @@ arms.</i>) My poor pet! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>frantically clinging to him</i>). What shall I do? Oh my God, what shall I do? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Never mind, never mind, my dearest dear: it was my fault. Come: you’re safe now; and you’re not hurt, are you? (<i>He takes his arms from her to see whether she can stand.</i>) There: that’s right, that’s right. @@ -2833,12 +2806,12 @@ If only you are not hurt, nothing else matters. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> No, no, no: I’m not hurt. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Thank Heaven for that! Come now: (<i>leading her to the railed seat and making her sit down beside him</i>) sit down and rest: you can tell me about it to-morrow. Or, (<i>misunderstanding her distress</i>) you shall not tell me at @@ -2848,42 +2821,42 @@ empties the teapot into the slop bowl.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>in a strained tone</i>). Tony. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes, dear? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Do you think we are only in a dream now? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>glancing round at her for a moment with a pang of anxiety, though he goes on steadily and cheerfully putting fresh tea into the pot</i>). Perhaps so, pet. But you may as well dream a cup of tea when you’re about it. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Oh, stop, stop. You don’t know— (<i>Distracted she buries her face in her knotted hands.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>breaking down and coming to her</i>). My dear, what is it? I can’t bear it any longer: you must tell me. It was all my fault: I was mad to trust him. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> No: don’t say that. You mustn’t say that. He—oh no, no: I can’t. Tony: don’t speak to me. Take my hands—both my hands. (<i>He takes them, wondering.</i>) Make me think of you, not of him. @@ -2895,13 +2868,13 @@ Oh, Heaven help me! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>keeping his seat and holding her hands with resolute composure</i>). Calmly, calmly, my pet. You’re quite distracted. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I may well be. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. (<i>Tearing her hands away.</i>) I must save him. (<i>Anderson rises in alarm as she runs wildly to the door. It is opened in her face by Essie, who hurries @@ -2911,111 +2884,111 @@ want? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> I was to come to you. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Who told you to? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>staring at him, as if his presence astonished her</i>). Are you here? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Of course. Don’t be foolish, child. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Gently, dearest: you’ll frighten her. (<i>Going between them.</i>) Come here, Essie. (<i>She comes to him.</i>) Who sent you? </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Dick. He sent me word by a soldier. I was to come here at once and do whatever Mrs. Anderson told me. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>enlightened</i>). A soldier! Ah, I see it all now! They have arrested Richard. (<i>Judith makes a gesture of despair.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> No. I asked the soldier. Dick’s safe. But the soldier said you had been taken— </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I! (<i>Bewildered, he turns to Judith for an explanation.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>coaxingly</i>) All right, dear: I understand. (<i>To Essie.</i>) Thank you, Essie, for coming; but I don’t need you now. You may go home. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>suspicious</i>) Are you sure Dick has not been touched? Perhaps he told the soldier to say it was the minister. (<i>Anxiously.</i>) Mrs. Anderson: do you think it can have been that? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Tell her the truth if it is so, Judith. She will learn it from the first neighbor she meets in the street. (<i>Judith turns away and covers her eyes with her hands.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>wailing</i>). But what will they do to him? Oh, what will they do to him? Will they hang him? (<i>Judith shudders convulsively, and throws herself into the chair in which Richard sat at the tea table.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>patting Essie’s shoulder and trying to comfort her</i>). I hope not. I hope not. Perhaps if you’re very quiet and patient, we may be able to help him in some way. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Yes—help him—yes, yes, yes. I’ll be good. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> I must go to him at once, Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>springing up</i>). Oh no. You must go away—far away, to some place of safety. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Pooh! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>passionately</i>). Do you want to kill me? Do you think I can bear to live for days and days with every knock at the door—every footstep—giving me a spasm of terror? to lie awake for nights and nights @@ -3023,34 +2996,34 @@ in an agony of dread, listening for them to come and arrest you? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Do you think it would be better to know that I had run away from my post at the first sign of danger? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>bitterly</i>). Oh, you won’t go. I know it. You’ll stay; and I shall go mad. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> My dear, your duty— </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>fiercely</i>). What do I care about my duty? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>shocked</i>). Judith! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I am doing my duty. I am clinging to my duty. My duty is to get you away, to save you, to leave him to his fate. (<i>Essie utters a cry of distress and sinks on the chair at the fire, sobbing silently.</i>) My instinct is the same @@ -3062,52 +3035,52 @@ him I tried to save you—that I did my best to save you. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> My dear, I am afraid he will be thinking more of his own danger than of mine. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Stop; or I shall hate you. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>remonstrating</i>). Come, am I to leave you if you talk like this! your senses. (<i>He turns to Essie.</i>) Essie. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>eagerly rising and drying her eyes</i>). Yes? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Just wait outside a moment, like a good girl: Mrs. Anderson is not well. (<i>Essie looks doubtful.</i>) Never fear: I’ll come to you presently; and I’ll go to Dick. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> You are sure you will go to him? (<i>Whispering.</i>) You won’t let her prevent you? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>smiling</i>). No, no: it’s all right. All right. (<i>She goes.</i>) That’s a good girl. (<i>He closes the door, and returns to Judith.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>seated—rigid</i>). You are going to your death. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>quaintly</i>). Then I shall go in my best coat, dear. (<i>He turns to the press, beginning to take off his coat.</i>) Where—? (<i>He stares at the empty nail for a moment; then looks quickly round to the fire; strides across @@ -3116,32 +3089,32 @@ gone in my best coat. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>still motionless</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Did the soldiers make a mistake? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes: they made a mistake. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> He might have told them. Poor fellow, he was too upset, I suppose. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes: he might have told them. So might I. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Well, it’s all very puzzling—almost funny. It’s curious how these little things strike us even in the most— (<i>he breaks off and begins putting on Richard’s coat</i>) I’d better take him his own @@ -3151,26 +3124,26 @@ coat.” Eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, that is just what he will say to you. (<i>Vacantly.</i>) It doesn’t matter: I shall never see either of you again. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>rallying her</i>). Oh pooh, pooh, pooh! (<i>He sits down beside her.</i>) Is this how you keep your promise that I shan’t be ashamed of my brave wife? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> No: this is how I break it. I cannot keep my promises to him: why should I keep my promises to you? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Don’t speak so strangely, my love. It sounds insincere to me. (<i>She looks unutterable reproach at him.</i>) Yes, dear, nonsense is always insincere; and my dearest is talking nonsense. Just nonsense. (<i>Her face @@ -3182,27 +3155,27 @@ there a struggle? Did he fight? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> No. He smiled. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Did he realise his danger, do you think? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He realised yours. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Mine! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>monotonously</i>). He said, “See that you get him safely out of harm’s way.” I promised: I can’t keep my promise. He said, “Don’t for your life let him know of my danger.” I’ve @@ -3211,78 +3184,78 @@ him—that they will hang him and not spare you. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>rising in generous indignation</i>). And you think that I will let a man with that much good in him die like a dog, when a few words might make him die like a Christian? I’m ashamed of you, Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He will be steadfast in his religion as you are in yours; and you may depend on him to the death. He said so. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> God forgive him! What else did he say? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He said goodbye. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>fidgeting nervously to and fro in great concern</i>). Poor fellow, poor fellow! You said goodbye to him in all kindness and charity, Judith, I hope. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I kissed him. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> What! Judith! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Are you angry? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> No, no. You were right: you were right. Poor fellow, poor fellow! (<i>Greatly distressed.</i>) To be hanged like that at his age! And then did they take him away? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>wearily</i>). Then you were here: that’s the next thing I remember. I suppose I fainted. Now bid me goodbye, Tony. Perhaps I shall faint again. I wish I could die. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> No, no, my dear: you must pull yourself together and be sensible. I am in no danger—not the least in the world. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>solemnly</i>). You are going to your death, Tony—your sure death, if God will let innocent men be murdered. They will not let you see him: they will arrest you the moment you give your name. It was for you the soldiers came. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>thunderstruck</i>). For me!!! (<i>His fists clinch; his neck thickens; his face reddens; the fleshy purses under his eyes become injected with hot blood; the man of peace vanishes, transfigured into a choleric and formidable man of @@ -3292,24 +3265,24 @@ stead-fastness.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He took your place: he is dying to save you. That is why he went in your coat. That is why I kissed him. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>exploding</i>). Blood an’ owns! (<i>His voice is rough and dominant, his gesture full of brute energy.</i>) Here! Essie, Essie! </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>running in</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>impetuously</i>). Off with you as hard as you can run, to the inn. Tell them to saddle the fastest and strongest horse they have (<i>Judith rises breathless, and stares at him incredulously</i>)—the chestnut mare, if @@ -3322,12 +3295,12 @@ them on.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>unable to believe such a thing of him</i>). You are not going to him! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>busy with the boots</i>). Going to him! What good would that do? (<i>Growling to himself as he gets the first boot on with a wrench</i>) I’ll go to them, so I will. (<i>To Judith peremptorily</i>) Get me the @@ -3338,12 +3311,12 @@ boot.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> You are deserting him, then? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Hold your tongue, woman; and get me the pistols. (<i>She goes to the press and takes from it a leather belt with two pistols, a powder horn, and a bag of bullets attached to it. She throws it on the table. Then she unlocks a drawer @@ -3353,46 +3326,46 @@ for him in his. (<i>Hitching the belt into its place</i>) Do I look like him? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>turning with the purse in her hand</i>). Horribly unlike him. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>snatching the purse from her and emptying it on the table</i>). Hm! We shall see. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>sitting down helplessly</i>). Is it of any use to pray, do you think, Tony? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>counting the money</i>). Pray! Can we pray Swindon’s rope off Richard’s neck? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> God may soften Major Swindon’s heart. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>contemptuously—pocketing a handful of money</i>). Let him, then. I am not God; and I must go to work another way. (<i>Judith gasps at the blasphemy. He throws the purse on the table.</i>) Keep that. I’ve taken 25 dollars. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Have you forgotten even that you are a minister? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Minister be—faugh! My hat: where’s my hat? (<i>He snatches up hat and cloak, and puts both on in hot haste.</i>) Now listen, you. If you can get a word with him by pretending you’re his wife, tell him to hold his @@ -3400,12 +3373,12 @@ tongue until morning: that will give me all the start I need. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>solemnly</i>). You may depend on him to the death. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> You’re a fool, a fool, Judith (<i>for a moment checking the torrent of his haste, and speaking with something of his old quiet and impressive conviction</i>). You don’t know the man you’re married to. @@ -3413,33 +3386,33 @@ conviction</i>). You don’t know the man you’re married to. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>breathless</i>). It will be ready when you come. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Good. (<i>He makes for the door.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>rising and stretching out her arms after him involuntarily</i>). Won’t you say goodbye? </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> And waste another half minute! Psha! (<i>He rushes out like an avalanche.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>hurrying to Judith</i>). He has gone to save Richard, hasn’t he? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> To save Richard! No: Richard has saved him. He has gone to save himself. Richard must die. </p> @@ -3454,7 +3427,7 @@ Richard, dying. <div class="chapter"> -<h2><a name="chap03"></a>ACT III</h2> +<h2><a id="chap03"></a>ACT III</h2> <p class="noindent"> Early next morning the sergeant, at the British headquarters in the Town Hall, @@ -3472,29 +3445,29 @@ her. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> You can have a quiet word with him here, mum. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Shall I have long to wait? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> No, mum, not a minute. We kep him in the Bridewell for the night; and he’s just been brought over here for the court martial. Don’t fret, mum: he slep like a child, and has made a rare good breakfast. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>incredulously</i>). He is in good spirits! </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Tip top, mum. The chaplain looked in to see him last night; and he won seventeen shillings off him at spoil five. He spent it among us like the gentleman he is. Duty’s duty, mum, of course; but you’re among @@ -3505,24 +3478,24 @@ them the key of the room in his hand. They withdraw.</i>) Your good lady, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>going to her</i>). What! My wife. My adored one. (<i>He takes her hand and kisses it with a perverse, raffish gallantry.</i>) How long do you allow a brokenhearted husband for leave-taking, Sergeant? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> As long as we can, sir. We shall not disturb you till the court sits. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> But it has struck the hour. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> So it has, sir; but there’s a delay. General Burgoyne’s just arrived—Gentlemanly Johnny we call him, sir—and he won’t have done finding fault with everything this side of half past. I know him, sir: I @@ -3533,98 +3506,98 @@ considerate sincerity.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Mrs. Anderson: this visit is very kind of you. And how are you after last night? I had to leave you before you recovered; but I sent word to Essie to go and look after you. Did she understand the message? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>breathless and urgent</i>). Oh, don’t think of me: I haven’t come here to talk about myself. Are they going to—to— (<i>meaning “to hang you”</i>)? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>whimsically</i>). At noon, punctually. At least, that was when they disposed of Uncle Peter. (<i>She shudders.</i>) Is your husband safe? Is he on the wing? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> He is no longer my husband. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>opening his eyes wide</i>). Eh! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I disobeyed you. I told him everything. I expected him to come here and save you. I wanted him to come here and save you. He ran away instead. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Well, that’s what I meant him to do. What good would his staying have done? They’d only have hanged us both. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>with reproachful earnestness</i>). Richard Dudgeon: on your honour, what would you have done in his place? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Exactly what he has done, of course. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Oh, why will you not be simple with me—honest and straightforward? If you are so selfish as that, why did you let them take you last night? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>gaily</i>). Upon my life, Mrs. Anderson, I don’t know. I’ve been asking myself that question ever since; and I can find no manner of reason for acting as I did. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> You know you did it for his sake, believing he was a more worthy man than yourself. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>laughing</i>). Oho! No: that’s a very pretty reason, I must say; but I’m not so modest as that. No: it wasn’t for his sake. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>after a pause, during which she looks shamefacedly at him, blushing painfully</i>). Was it for my sake? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>gallantly</i>). Well, you had a hand in it. It must have been a little for your sake. You let them take me, at all events. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Oh, do you think I have not been telling myself that all night? Your death will be at my door. (<i>Impulsively, she gives him her hand, and adds, with intense earnestness</i>) If I could save you as you saved him, I would do it, no matter @@ -3632,30 +3605,30 @@ how cruel the death was. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>holding her hand and smiling, but keeping her almost at arm’s length</i>). I am very sure I shouldn’t let you. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Don’t you see that I can save you? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> How? By changing clothes with me, eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>disengaging her hand to touch his lips with it</i>). Don’t (<i>meaning “Don’t jest”</i>). No: by telling the Court who you really are. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>frowning</i>). No use: they wouldn’t spare me; and it would spoil half of his chance of escaping. They are determined to cow us by making an example of somebody on that gallows to-day. Well, let us cow them by showing @@ -3664,47 +3637,47 @@ send Burgoyne back across the Atlantic and make America a nation. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>impatiently</i>). Oh, what does all that matter? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>laughing</i>). True: what does it matter? what does anything matter? You see, men have these strange notions, Mrs. Anderson; and women see the folly of them. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Women have to lose those they love through them. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> They can easily get fresh lovers. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>revolted</i>). Oh! (<i>Vehemently</i>) Do you realise that you are going to kill yourself? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> The only man I have any right to kill, Mrs. Anderson. Don’t be concerned: no woman will lose her lover through my death. (<i>Smiling</i>) Bless you, nobody cares for me. Have you heard that my mother is dead? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Dead! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Of heart disease—in the night. Her last word to me was her curse: I don’t think I could have borne her blessing. My other relatives will not grieve much on my account. Essie will cry for a day or two; but I have provided @@ -3712,22 +3685,22 @@ for her: I made my own will last night. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>stonily, after a moment’s silence</i>). And I! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>surprised</i>). You? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes, I. Am I not to care at all? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>gaily and bluntly</i>). Not a scrap. Oh, you expressed your feelings towards me very frankly yesterday. What happened may have softened you for the moment; but believe me, Mrs. Anderson, you don’t like a bone in my skin @@ -3736,24 +3709,24 @@ have been at 12 yesterday. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>her voice trembling</i>). What can I do to show you that you are mistaken? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Don’t trouble. I’ll give you credit for liking me a little better than you did. All I say is that my death will not break your heart. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>almost in a whisper</i>). How do you know? (<i>She puts her hands on his shoulders and looks intently at him.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>amazed—divining the truth</i>). Mrs. Anderson!!! (<i>The bell of the town clock strikes the quarter. He collects himself, and removes her hands, saying rather coldly</i>) Excuse me: they will be here for me presently. It is @@ -3761,30 +3734,30 @@ too late. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> It is not too late. Call me as witness: they will never kill you when they know how heroically you have acted. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>with some scorn</i>). Indeed! But if I don’t go through with it, where will the heroism be? I shall simply have tricked them; and they’ll hang me for that like a dog. Serve me right too! </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>wildly</i>). Oh, I believe you WANT to die. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>obstinately</i>). No I don’t. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Then why not try to save yourself? I implore you—listen. You said just now that you saved him for my sake—yes (<i>clutching him as he recoils with a gesture of denial</i>) a little for my sake. Well, save yourself for my @@ -3792,18 +3765,18 @@ sake. And I will go with you to the end of the world. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>taking her by the wrists and holding her a little way from him, looking steadily at her</i>). Judith. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>breathless—delighted at the name</i>). Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> If I said—to please you—that I did what I did ever so little for your sake, I lied as men always lie to women. You know how much I have lived with worthless men—aye, and worthless women too. Well, they could all @@ -3823,17 +3796,17 @@ man’s wife. (<i>Releasing her.</i>) Do you understand that? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes: you mean that you do not love me. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>revolted—with fierce contempt</i>). Is that all it means to you? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> What more—what worse—can it mean to me? </p> @@ -3843,23 +3816,23 @@ moment more. (<i>She throws herself on her knees.</i>) I pray to you— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Hush! (<i>Calling</i>) Come in. (<i>The sergeant unlocks the door and opens it. The guard is with him.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>coming in</i>). Time’s up, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Quite ready, Sergeant. Now, my dear. (<i>He attempts to raise her.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>clinging to him</i>). Only one thing more—I entreat, I implore you. Let me be present in the court. I have seen Major Swindon: he said I should be allowed if you asked it. You will ask it. It is my last request: I shall never @@ -3867,27 +3840,27 @@ ask you anything again. (<i>She clasps his knee.</i>) I beg and pray it of you. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> If I do, will you be silent? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You will keep faith? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I will keep— (<i>She breaks down, sobbing.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>taking her arm to lift her</i>). Just—her other arm, Sergeant. </p> @@ -3910,7 +3883,7 @@ rather heavily. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> The General, sir. </p> @@ -3927,12 +3900,12 @@ angry and tragic, and the mouth and nostrils tense. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Major Swindon, I presume. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Yes. General Burgoyne, if I mistake not. (<i>They bow to one another ceremoniously.</i>) I am glad to have the support of your presence this morning. It is not particularly lively business, hanging this poor devil of a @@ -3940,7 +3913,7 @@ minister. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>throwing himself onto Swindon’s chair</i>). No, sir, it is not. It is making too much of the fellow to execute him: what more could you have done if he had been a member of the Church of England? Martyrdom, sir, is what these @@ -3950,36 +3923,36 @@ hanged the better. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> We have arranged it for 12 o’clock. Nothing remains to be done except to try him. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>looking at him with suppressed anger</i>). Nothing—except to save our own necks, perhaps. Have you heard the news from Springtown? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Nothing special. The latest reports are satisfactory. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>rising in amazement</i>). Satisfactory, sir! Satisfactory!! (<i>He stares at him for a moment, and then adds, with grim intensity</i>) I am glad you take that view of them. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>puzzled</i>). Do I understand that in your opinion— </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> I do not express my opinion. I never stoop to that habit of profane language which unfortunately coarsens our profession. If I did, sir, perhaps I should be able to express my opinion of the news from Springtown—the news which YOU @@ -3988,36 +3961,36 @@ supports here?—in the course of a month eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>turning sulky</i>). I suppose the reports have been taken to you, sir, instead of to me. Is there anything serious? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>taking a report from his pocket and holding it up</i>). Springtown’s in the hands of the rebels. (<i>He throws the report on the table.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>aghast</i>). Since yesterday! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Since two o’clock this morning. Perhaps WE shall be in their hands before two o’clock to-morrow morning. Have you thought of that? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>confidently</i>). As to that, General, the British soldier will give a good account of himself. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>bitterly</i>). And therefore, I suppose, sir, the British officer need not know his business: the British soldier will get him out of all his blunders with the bayonet. In future, sir, I must ask you to be a little less generous @@ -4025,24 +3998,24 @@ with the blood of your men, and a little more generous with your own brains. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> I am sorry I cannot pretend to your intellectual eminence, sir. I can only do my best, and rely on the devotion of my countrymen. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>suddenly becoming suavely sarcastic</i>). May I ask are you writing a melodrama, Major Swindon? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>flushing</i>). No, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> What a pity! WHAT a pity! (<i>Dropping his sarcastic tone and facing him suddenly and seriously</i>) Do you at all realize, sir, that we have nothing standing between us and destruction but our own bluff and the sheepishness of @@ -4055,12 +4028,12 @@ to mean that they have already found a leader! What shall we do then? Eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>sullenly</i>). Our duty, sir, I presume. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>again sarcastic—giving him up as a fool</i>). Quite so, quite so. Thank you, Major Swindon, thank you. Now you’ve settled the question, sir—thrown a flood of light on the situation. What a comfort to me to @@ -4073,25 +4046,25 @@ in. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Yes, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> And mention to any officer you may meet that the court cannot wait any longer for him. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>keeping his temper with difficulty</i>). The staff is perfectly ready, sir. They have been waiting your convenience for fully half an hour. PERFECTLY ready, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>blandly</i>). So am I. (<i>Several officers come in and take their seats. One of them sits at the end of the table furthest from the door, and acts throughout as clerk to the court, making notes of the proceedings. The uniforms @@ -4103,12 +4076,12 @@ Very good of you to spare us a few moments. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Will you preside, sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>becoming additionally, polished, lofty, sarcastic and urbane now that he is in public</i>). No, sir: I feel my own deficiencies too keenly to presume so far. If you will kindly allow me, I will sit at the feet of Gamaliel. (<i>He @@ -4117,7 +4090,7 @@ the chair of state, waiting for him to be seated before sitting himself.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>greatly annoyed</i>). As you please, sir. I am only trying to do my duty under excessively trying circumstances. (<i>He takes his place in the chair of state.</i>) @@ -4136,23 +4109,23 @@ her. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>looking up and seeing Judith</i>). Who is that woman? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Prisoner’s wife, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>nervously</i>). She begged me to allow her to be present; and I thought— </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>completing the sentence for him ironically</i>). You thought it would be a pleasure for her. Quite so, quite so. (<i>Blandly</i>) Give the lady a chair; and make her thoroughly comfortable. @@ -4163,87 +4136,87 @@ The sergeant fetches a chair and places it near Richard. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Thank you, sir. (<i>She sits down after an awe-stricken curtsy to Burgoyne, which he acknowledges by a dignified bend of his head.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to Richard, sharply</i>). Your name, sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>affable, but obstinate</i>). Come: you don’t mean to say that you’ve brought me here without knowing who I am? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> As a matter of form, sir, give your name. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> As a matter of form then, my name is Anthony Anderson, Presbyterian minister in this town. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>interested</i>). Indeed! Pray, Mr. Anderson, what do you gentlemen believe? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I shall be happy to explain if time is allowed me. I cannot undertake to complete your conversion in less than a fortnight. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>snubbing him</i>). We are not here to discuss your views. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>with an elaborate bow to the unfortunate Swindon</i>). I stand rebuked. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>embarrassed</i>). Oh, not you, I as— </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Don’t mention it. (<i>To Richard, very politely</i>) Any political views, Mr. Anderson? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I understand that that is just what we are here to find out. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>severely</i>). Do you mean to deny that you are a rebel? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I am an American, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What do you expect me to think of that speech, Mr. Anderson? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I never expect a soldier to think, sir. </p> @@ -4253,25 +4226,25 @@ to the loss of America. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>whitening with anger</i>). I advise you not to be insolent, prisoner. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You can’t help yourself, General. When you make up your mind to hang a man, you put yourself at a disadvantage with him. Why should I be civil to you? I may as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You have no right to assume that the court has made up its mind without a fair trial. And you will please not address me as General. I am Major Swindon. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> A thousand pardons. I thought I had the honor of addressing Gentlemanly Johnny. </p> @@ -4280,7 +4253,7 @@ Sensation among the officers. The sergeant has a narrow escape from a guffaw. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>with extreme suavity</i>). I believe I am Gentlemanly Johnny, sir, at your service. My more intimate friends call me General Burgoyne. (<i>Richard bows with perfect politeness.</i>) You will understand, sir, I hope, since you seem @@ -4290,7 +4263,7 @@ political necessity and military duty, without any personal ill-feeling. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Oh, quite so. That makes all the difference in the world, of course. </p> @@ -4300,18 +4273,18 @@ out laughing. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>her dread and horror deepening at every one of these jests and compliments</i>). How CAN you? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You promised to be silent. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>to Judith, with studied courtesy</i>). Believe me, madam, your husband is placing us under the greatest obligation by taking this very disagreeable business so thoroughly in the spirit of a gentleman. Sergeant: give Mr. @@ -4320,29 +4293,29 @@ Swindon: we are waiting for you. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You are aware, I presume, Mr. Anderson, of your obligations as a subject of His Majesty King George the Third. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I am aware, sir, that His Majesty King George the Third is about to hang me because I object to Lord North’s robbing me. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> That is a treasonable speech, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>briefly</i>). Yes. I meant it to be. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>strongly deprecating this line of defence, but still polite</i>). Don’t you think, Mr. Anderson, that this is rather—if you will excuse the word—a vulgar line to take? Why should you cry out robbery @@ -4351,23 +4324,23 @@ essence of your position as a gentleman that you pay with a good grace. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> It is not the money, General. But to be swindled by a pig-headed lunatic like King George. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>scandalised</i>). Chut, sir—silence! </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>in stentorian tones, greatly shocked</i>). Silence! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>unruffled</i>). Ah, that is another point of view. My position does not allow of my going into that, except in private. But (<i>shrugging his shoulders</i>) of course, Mr. Anderson, if you are determined to be hanged @@ -4376,12 +4349,12 @@ taste! however (<i>with a final shrug</i>)—! </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to Burgoyne</i>). Shall we call witnesses? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> What need is there of witnesses? If the townspeople here had listened to me, you would have found the streets barricaded, the houses loopholed, and the people in arms to hold the town against you to the last man. But you arrived, @@ -4390,19 +4363,19 @@ late. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>severely</i>). Well, sir, we shall teach you and your townspeople a lesson they will not forget. Have you anything more to say? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I think you might have the decency to treat me as a prisoner of war, and shoot me like a man instead of hanging me like a dog. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>sympathetically</i>). Now there, Mr. Anderson, you talk like a civilian, if you will excuse my saying so. Have you any idea of the average marksmanship of the army of His Majesty King George the Third? If we make you up a firing @@ -4413,58 +4386,58 @@ me persuade you to be hanged, Mr. Anderson? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>sick with horror</i>). My God! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>to Judith</i>). Your promise! (<i>To Burgoyne</i>) Thank you, General: that view of the case did not occur to me before. To oblige you, I withdraw my objection to the rope. Hang me, by all means. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>smoothly</i>). Will 12 o’clock suit you, Mr. Anderson? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I shall be at your disposal then, General. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>rising</i>). Nothing more to be said, gentlemen. (<i>They all rise.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>rushing to the table</i>). Oh, you are not going to murder a man like that, without a proper trial—without thinking of what you are doing—without— (<i>She cannot find words.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Is this how you keep your promise? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> If I am not to speak, you must. Defend yourself: save yourself: tell them the truth. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>worriedly</i>). I have told them truth enough to hang me ten times over. If you say another word you will risk other lives; but you will not save mine. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> My good lady, our only desire is to save unpleasantness. What satisfaction would it give you to have a solemn fuss made, with my friend Swindon in a black cap and so forth? I am sure we are greatly indebted to the admirable tact and @@ -4472,7 +4445,7 @@ gentlemanly feeling shown by your husband. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>throwing the words in his face</i>). Oh, you are mad. Is it nothing to you what wicked thing you do if only you do it like a gentleman? Is it nothing to you whether you are a murderer or not, if only you murder in a red coat? @@ -4487,13 +4460,13 @@ development. Richard meanwhile raises his voice above the buzz. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I appeal to you, gentlemen, to put an end to this. She will not believe that she cannot save me. Break up the court. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>in a voice so quiet and firm that it restores silence at once</i>). One moment, Mr. Anderson. One moment, gentlemen. (<i>He resumes his seat. Swindon and the officers follow his example.</i>) Let me understand you clearly, madam. @@ -4502,7 +4475,7 @@ put this with all delicacy—that you are not his wife? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I don’t know what you mean. I say that he is not my husband—that my husband has escaped. This man took his place to save him. Ask anyone in the town—send out into the street for the first person you find there, and @@ -4511,71 +4484,71 @@ Anderson. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>quietly, as before</i>). Sergeant. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Yes sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Go out into the street and bring in the first townsman you see there. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>making for the door</i>). Yes sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>as the sergeant passes</i>). The first clean, sober townsman you see. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Yes Sir. (<i>He goes out.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Sit down, Mr. Anderson—if I may call you so for the present. (<i>Richard sits down.</i>) Sit down, madam, whilst we wait. Give the lady a newspaper. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>indignantly</i>). Shame! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>keenly, with a half smile</i>). If you are not her husband, sir, the case is not a serious one—for her. (<i>Richard bites his lip silenced.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>to Richard, as she returns to her seat</i>). I couldn’t help it. (<i>He shakes his head. She sits down.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> You will understand of course, Mr. Anderson, that you must not build on this little incident. We are bound to make an example of somebody. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I quite understand. I suppose there’s no use in my explaining. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> I think we should prefer independent testimony, if you don’t mind. </p> @@ -4585,7 +4558,7 @@ who is much scared. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>giving Burgoyne the packet</i>). Dispatches, Sir. Delivered by a corporal of the 53rd. Dead beat with hard riding, sir. </p> @@ -4596,55 +4569,55 @@ so serious as to take his attention completely from the court martial. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>to Christy</i>). Now then. Attention; and take your hat off. (<i>He posts himself in charge of Christy, who stands on Burgoyne’s side of the court.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>in his usual bullying tone to Christy</i>). Don’t be frightened, you fool: you’re only wanted as a witness. They’re not going to hang YOU. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What’s your name? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Christy. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>impatiently</i>). Christopher Dudgeon, you blatant idiot. Give your full name. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Be silent, prisoner. You must not prompt the witness. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Very well. But I warn you you’ll get nothing out of him unless you shake it out of him. He has been too well brought up by a pious mother to have any sense or manhood left in him. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>springing up and speaking to the sergeant in a startling voice</i>). Where is the man who brought these? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> In the guard-room, sir. </p> @@ -4653,128 +4626,128 @@ Burgoyne goes out with a haste that sets the officers exchanging looks. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to Christy</i>). Do you know Anthony Anderson, the Presbyterian minister? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Of course I do. (<i>Implying that Swindon must be an ass not to know it.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Is he here? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>staring round</i>). I don’t know. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Do you see him? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> No. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You seem to know the prisoner? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Do you mean Dick? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Which is Dick? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>pointing to Richard</i>). Him. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What is his name? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Dick. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Answer properly, you jumping jackass. What do they know about Dick? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Well, you are Dick, ain’t you? What am I to say? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Address me, sir; and do you, prisoner, be silent. Tell us who the prisoner is. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> He’s my brother Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Your brother! </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Yes. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You are sure he is not Anderson. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Who? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>exasperatedly</i>). Me, me, me, you— </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Silence, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>shouting</i>). Silence. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>impatiently</i>). Yah! (<i>To Christy</i>) He wants to know am I Minister Anderson. Tell him, and stop grinning like a zany. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> (<i>grinning more than ever</i>). YOU Pastor Anderson! (<i>To Swindon</i>) Why, Mr. Anderson’s a minister—-a very good man; and Dick’s a bad character: the respectable people won’t speak to him. He’s the bad @@ -4783,77 +4756,77 @@ grin.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Who arrested this man? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> I did, sir. I found him in the minister’s house, sitting at tea with the lady with his coat off, quite at home. If he isn’t married to her, he ought to be. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Did he answer to the minister’s name? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Yes sir, but not to a minister’s nature. You ask the chaplain, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to Richard, threateningly</i>). So, sir, you have attempted to cheat us. And your name is Richard Dudgeon? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> You’ve found it out at last, have you? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Dudgeon is a name well known to us, eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yes: Peter Dudgeon, whom you murdered, was my uncle. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Hm! (<i>He compresses his lips and looks at Richard with vindictive gravity.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> Are they going to hang you, Dick? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Yes. Get out: they’ve done with you. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHRISTY.<br/> +CHRISTY.<br> And I may keep the china peacocks? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>jumping up</i>). Get out. Get out, you blithering baboon, you. (<i>Christy flies, panicstricken.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>rising—all rise</i>). Since you have taken the minister’s place, Richard Dudgeon, you shall go through with it. The execution will take place at 12 o’clock as arranged; and unless Anderson surrenders before @@ -4861,17 +4834,17 @@ then you shall take his place on the gallows. Sergeant: take your man out. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>distracted</i>). No, no— </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>fiercely, dreading a renewal of her entreaties</i>). Take that woman away. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>springing across the table with a tiger-like bound, and seizing Swindon by the throat</i>). You infernal scoundrel. </p> @@ -4885,13 +4858,13 @@ in his hand: a white letter and a blue dispatch. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>advancing to the table, elaborately cool</i>). What is this? What’s happening? Mr. Anderson: I’m astonished at you. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> I am sorry I disturbed you, General. I merely wanted to strangle your understrapper there. (<i>Breaking out violently at Swindon</i>) Why do you raise the devil in me by bullying the woman like that? You oatmeal faced dog, @@ -4906,12 +4879,12 @@ instructions. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Have you addressed profane language to the lady, Major Swindon? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>very angry</i>). No, sir, certainly not. That question should not have been put to me. I ordered the woman to be removed, as she was disorderly; and the fellow sprang at me. Put away those handcuffs. I am perfectly able to take care @@ -4919,32 +4892,32 @@ of myself. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Now you talk like a man, I have no quarrel with you. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Mr. Anderson— </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> His name is Dudgeon, sir, Richard Dudgeon. He is an impostor. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>brusquely</i>). Nonsense, sir; you hanged Dudgeon at Springtown. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> It was my uncle, General. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Oh, your uncle. (<i>To Swindon, handsomely</i>) I beg your pardon, Major Swindon. (<i>Swindon acknowledges the apology stiffly. Burgoyne turns to Richard</i>) We are somewhat unfortunate in our relations with your family. @@ -4953,49 +4926,49 @@ name from the letter</i>) William Maindeck Parshotter? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> He is the Mayor of Springtown. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Is William—Maindeck and so on—a man of his word? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Is he selling you anything? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> No. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Then you may depend on him. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Thank you, Mr.—’m Dudgeon. By the way, since you are not Mr. Anderson, do we still—eh, Major Swindon? (<i>meaning “do we still hang him?”</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> The arrangements are unaltered, General. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Ah, indeed. I am sorry. Good morning, Mr. Dudgeon. Good morning, madam. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>interrupting Judith almost fiercely as she is about to make some wild appeal, and taking her arm resolutely</i>). Not one word more. Come. </p> @@ -5007,7 +4980,7 @@ Swindon and Richard, whom he watches as if he were a dangerous animal. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Gentlemen: we need not detain you. Major Swindon: a word with you. (<i>The officers go out. Burgoyne waits with unruffled serenity until the last of them disappears. Then he becomes very grave, and addresses Swindon for the first @@ -5016,132 +4989,132 @@ the letter</i>)? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> A demand for a safe-conduct for an officer of their militia to come here and arrange terms with us. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Oh, they are giving in. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> They add that they are sending the man who raised Springtown last night and drove us out; so that we may know that we are dealing with an officer of importance. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Pooh! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> He will be fully empowered to arrange the terms of—guess what. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Their surrender, I hope. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> No: our evacuation of the town. They offer us just six hours to clear out. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What monstrous impudence! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> What shall we do, eh? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> March on Springtown and strike a decisive blow at once. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>quietly</i>). Hm! (<i>Turning to the door</i>) Come to the adjutant’s office. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> What for? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> To write out that safe-conduct. (<i>He puts his hand to the door knob to open it.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>who has not budged</i>). General Burgoyne. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>returning</i>). Sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> It is my duty to tell you, sir, that I do not consider the threats of a mob of rebellious tradesmen a sufficient reason for our giving way. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>imperturbable</i>). Suppose I resign my command to you, what will you do? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> I will undertake to do what we have marched south from Boston to do, and what General Howe has marched north from New York to do: effect a junction at Albany and wipe out the rebel army with our united forces. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>enigmatically</i>). And will you wipe out our enemies in London, too? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> In London! What enemies? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>forcibly</i>). Jobbery and snobbery, incompetence and Red Tape. (<i>He holds up the dispatch and adds, with despair in his face and voice</i>) I have just learnt, sir, that General Howe is still in New York. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>thunderstruck</i>). Good God! He has disobeyed orders! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>with sardonic calm</i>). He has received no orders, sir. Some gentleman in London forgot to dispatch them: he was leaving town for his holiday, I believe. To avoid upsetting his arrangements, England will lose her American colonies; @@ -5150,28 +5123,28 @@ rebels in an impregnable position. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>appalled</i>). Impossible! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>coldly</i>). I beg your pardon! </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> I can’t believe it! What will History say? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> History, sir, will tell lies, as usual. Come: we must send the safe-conduct. (<i>He goes out.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>following distractedly</i>). My God, my God! We shall be wiped out. </p> @@ -5196,7 +5169,7 @@ of the market place, driving the crowd to the sides. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Halt. Front. Dress. (<i>The soldiers change their column into a square enclosing the gallows, their petty officers, energetically led by the sergeant, hustling the persons who find themselves inside the square out at the @@ -5209,12 +5182,12 @@ then: YOU’VE no call here. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> May I not stay? What harm am I doing? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> I want none of your argufying. You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running to see a man hanged that’s not your husband. And he’s no better than yourself. I told my major he was a gentleman; and then he goes and tries to @@ -5223,7 +5196,7 @@ double quick. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Will you take these two silver dollars and let me stay? </p> @@ -5234,7 +5207,7 @@ raises his voice in virtuous indignation. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> ME take money in the execution of my duty! Certainly not. Now I’ll tell you what I’ll do, to teach you to corrupt the King’s officer. I’ll put you under arrest until the execution’s over. You just @@ -5269,13 +5242,13 @@ drops dangling over the cart, into which he steps as he descends. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>with suppressed impatience, to Brudenell</i>). Look here, sir: this is no place for a man of your profession. Hadn’t you better go away? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> I appeal to you, prisoner, if you have any sense of decency left, to listen to the ministrations of the chaplain, and pay due heed to the solemnity of the occasion. @@ -5288,7 +5261,7 @@ service.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Answer for your own will, sir, and those of your accomplices here (<i>indicating Burgoyne and Swindon</i>): I see little divinity about them or you. You talk to me of Christianity when you are in the act of hanging your @@ -5302,18 +5275,18 @@ it. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to the chaplain</i>). Can you do nothing with him, Mr. Brudenell? </p> <p class="drama"> -CHAPLAIN.<br/> +CHAPLAIN.<br> I will try, sir. (<i>Beginning to read</i>) Man that is born of woman hath— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>fixing his eyes on him</i>). “Thou shalt not kill.” </p> @@ -5322,17 +5295,17 @@ The book drops in Brudenell’s hands. </p> <p class="drama"> -CHAPLAIN.<br/> +CHAPLAIN.<br> (<i>confessing his embarrassment</i>). What am I to say, Mr. Dudgeon? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Let me alone, man, can’t you? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>with extreme urbanity</i>). I think, Mr. Brudenell, that as the usual professional observations seem to strike Mr. Dudgeon as incongruous under the circumstances, you had better omit them until—er—until Mr. Dudgeon @@ -5341,29 +5314,29 @@ book and retires behind the gallows.</i>) YOU seem in a hurry, Mr. Dudgeon. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>with the horror of death upon him</i>). Do you think this is a pleasant sort of thing to be kept waiting for? You’ve made up your mind to commit murder: well, do it and have done with it. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Mr. Dudgeon: we are only doing this— </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Because you’re paid to do it. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You insolent— (<i>He swallows his rage.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>with much charm of manner</i>). Ah, I am really sorry that you should think that, Mr. Dudgeon. If you knew what my commission cost me, and what my pay is, you would think better of me. I should be glad to part from you on friendly @@ -5371,7 +5344,7 @@ terms. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Hark ye, General Burgoyne. If you think that I like being hanged, you’re mistaken. I don’t like it; and I don’t mean to pretend that I do. And if you think I’m obliged to you for hanging me in a gentlemanly way, @@ -5387,12 +5360,12 @@ will you? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Won’t you bid me good-bye? </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>allowing her to take his hand</i>). Oh good-bye, good-bye. Now go—go—quickly. (<i>She clings to his hand—will not be put off with so cold a last farewell—at last, as he tries to disengage himself, @@ -5400,41 +5373,41 @@ throws herself on his breast in agony.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>angrily to the sergeant, who, alarmed at Judith’s movement, has come from the back of the square to pull her back, and stopped irresolutely on finding that he is too late</i>). How is this? Why is she inside the lines? </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>guiltily</i>). I dunno, sir. She’s that artful can’t keep her away. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> You were bribed. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>protesting</i>). No, Sir— </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>severely</i>). Fall back. (<i>He obeys.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>imploringly to those around him, and finally to Burgoyne, as the least stolid of them</i>). Take her away. Do you think I want a woman near me now? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>going to Judith and taking her hand</i>). Here, madam: you had better keep inside the lines; but stand here behind us; and don’t look. </p> @@ -5446,7 +5419,7 @@ takes off his coat and pinions him. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>resisting Burgoyne quietly and drawing her hand away</i>). No: I must stay. I won’t look. (<i>She goes to the right of the gallows. She tries to look at Richard, but turns away with a frightful shudder, and falls on her knees in @@ -5454,7 +5427,7 @@ prayer. Brudenell comes towards her from the back of the square.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>nodding approvingly as she kneels</i>). Ah, quite so. Do not disturb her, Mr. Brudenell: that will do very nicely. (<i>Brudenell nods also, and withdraws a little, watching her sympathetically. Burgoyne resumes his former position, @@ -5470,18 +5443,18 @@ sergeant. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>to Burgoyne</i>). Ready, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Have you anything more to say, Mr. Dudgeon? It wants two minutes of twelve still. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>in the strong voice of a man who has conquered the bitterness of death</i>). Your watch is two minutes slow by the town clock, which I can see from here, General. (<i>The town clock strikes the first stroke of twelve. @@ -5490,7 +5463,7 @@ them.</i>) Amen! my life for the world’s future! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>shouting as he rushes into the market place</i>). Amen; and stop the execution. (<i>He bursts through the line of soldiers opposite Burgoyne, and rushes, panting, to the gallows.</i>) I am Anthony Anderson, the man you want. @@ -5503,7 +5476,7 @@ granted. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> Indeed. Then you are just in time to take your place on the gallows. Arrest him. </p> @@ -5513,29 +5486,29 @@ At a sign from the sergeant, two soldiers come forward to seize Anderson. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>thrusting a paper under Swindon’s nose</i>). There’s my safe-conduct, sir. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>taken aback</i>). Safe-conduct! Are you—! </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>emphatically</i>). I am. (<i>The two soldiers take him by the elbows.</i>) Tell these men to take their hands off me. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>to the men</i>). Let him go. </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> Fall back. </p> @@ -5546,26 +5519,26 @@ Pastor speaking with their enemies in the gate. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>exhaling a deep breath of relief, and dabbing his perspiring brow with his handkerchief</i>). Thank God, I was in time! </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>calm as ever, and still watch in hand</i>). Ample time, sir. Plenty of time. I should never dream of hanging any gentleman by an American clock. (<i>He puts up his watch.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Yes: we are some minutes ahead of you already, General. Now tell them to take the rope from the neck of that American citizen. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>to the executioner in the cart—very politely</i>). Kindly undo Mr. Dudgeon. </p> @@ -5576,33 +5549,33 @@ helps him on with his coat. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> (<i>stealing timidly to Anderson</i>). Tony. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>putting his arm round her shoulders and bantering her affectionately</i>). Well what do you think of your husband, NOW, eh?—eh??—eh??? </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> I am ashamed— (<i>She hides her face against his breast.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> (<i>to Swindon</i>). You look disappointed, Major Swindon. </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> You look defeated, General Burgoyne. </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> I am, sir; and I am humane enough to be glad of it. (<i>Richard jumps down from the cart, Brudenell offering his hand to help him, and runs to Anderson, whose left hand he shakes heartily, the right being occupied by Judith.</i>) By the @@ -5613,7 +5586,7 @@ Richard’s coat, and adds</i>) a clergyman. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> (<i>between Judith and Richard</i>). Sir: it is in the hour of trial that a man finds his true profession. This foolish young man (<i>placing his hand on Richard’s shoulder</i>) boasted himself the Devil’s Disciple; but @@ -5632,24 +5605,24 @@ right; so, by your leave, you may keep my coat and I’ll keep yours. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Minister—I should say Captain. I have behaved like a fool. </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Like a hero. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Much the same thing, perhaps. (<i>With some bitterness towards himself</i>) But no: if I had been any good, I should have done for you what you did for me, instead of making a vain sacrifice. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> Not vain, my boy. It takes all sorts to make a world—saints as well as soldiers. (<i>Turning to Burgoyne</i>) And now, General, time presses; and America is in a hurry. Have you realized that though you may occupy towns and @@ -5657,13 +5630,13 @@ win battles, you cannot conquer a nation? </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> My good sir, without a Conquest you cannot have an aristocracy. Come and settle the matter at my quarters. </p> <p class="drama"> -ANDERSON.<br/> +ANDERSON.<br> At your service, sir. (<i>To Richard</i>) See Judith home for me, will you, my boy? (<i>He hands her over to him.</i>) Now General. (<i>He goes busily up the market place towards the Town Hall, Leaving Judith and Richard together. @@ -5672,7 +5645,7 @@ Richard.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -BURGOYNE.<br/> +BURGOYNE.<br> Oh, by the way, Mr. Dudgeon, I shall be glad to see you at lunch at half-past one. (<i>He pauses a moment, and adds, with politely veiled slyness</i>) Bring Mrs. Anderson, if she will be so good. (<i>To Swindon, who is fuming</i>) Take @@ -5681,18 +5654,18 @@ anything except the British War Office. (<i>He follows Anderson.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>to Swindon</i>). What orders, sir? </p> <p class="drama"> -SWINDON.<br/> +SWINDON.<br> (<i>savagely</i>). Orders! What use are orders now? There’s no army. Back to quarters; and be d— (<i>He turns on his heel and goes.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -THE SERGEANT.<br/> +THE SERGEANT.<br> (<i>pugnacious and patriotic, repudiating the idea of defeat</i>). ’Tention. Now then: cock up your chins, and show ’em you don’t care a damn for ’em. Slope arms! Fours! Wheel! Quick march! @@ -5708,30 +5681,30 @@ Richard. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> Oh, Dick! </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> (<i>good-humoredly, but wilfully</i>). Now, now: come, come! I don’t mind being hanged; but I will not be cried over. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> No, I promise. I’ll be good. (<i>She tries to restrain her tears, but cannot.</i>) I—I want to see where the soldiers are going to. (<i>She goes a little way up the market, pretending to look after the crowd.</i>) </p> <p class="drama"> -JUDITH.<br/> +JUDITH.<br> Promise me you will never tell him. </p> <p class="drama"> -RICHARD.<br/> +RICHARD.<br> Don’t be afraid. </p> @@ -5740,7 +5713,7 @@ They shake hands on it. </p> <p class="drama"> -ESSIE.<br/> +ESSIE.<br> (<i>calling to them</i>). They’re coming back. They want you. </p> @@ -5749,7 +5722,7 @@ Jubilation in the market. The townsfolk surge back again in wild enthusiasm with their band, and hoist Richard on their shoulders, cheering him. </p> -<h4>CURTAIN.</h4> +<div class="h4">CURTAIN.</div> </div><!--end chapter--> @@ -5757,7 +5730,7 @@ with their band, and hoist Richard on their shoulders, cheering him. <h2>NOTES TO THE DEVIL’S DISCIPLE</h2> -<h4>BURGOYNE</h4> +<div class="h4">BURGOYNE</div> <p> General John Burgoyne, who is presented in this play for the first time (<i>as @@ -6046,7 +6019,7 @@ massacre of whites on the Canadian frontier, Burgoyne was compelled to forgive the crime, to the intense disgust of indignant Christendom. </p> -<h4>BRUDENELL</h4> +<div class="h4">BRUDENELL</div> <p> Brudenell is also a real person. 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