A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our LordBenson, Robert Hugh
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A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our Lord
Benson, Robert Hugh
Christmas plays
That’s no affair of mine! I tell you, Go.
And find room where you may. Above, below,
The place is packed. Be off! Be off, I say!
[_Half-closes door, listening._
No; not for such as you. The host’s away,
Up in Jerusalem. I’m master here;
That’s my last word.
[_Bangs door; comes to seat. Knocking. He rises furiously._
Here’s impudence, I swear!
[_Opens door once more._
I’ll set the dogs upon you.... I don’t care....
[_Pause._
Yes, to the stable then, with ox and ass.
[_Bangs door; returns growling; sits._
NAD.
Who were the knaves?
ELIPH.
That old man and the lass
We saw up yonder.
UZZ. (_who has been listening intently_).
Was there no one more?
I could have sworn I heard them at the door—
A multitude of footsteps.
ELIPH. (_hands trembling, head jerking_).
Bah! what stuff!
The two were there. No more! And quite enough.
[_He drinks. The two stare._
NAD.
What ails you, friend?
ELIPH. (_furiously_).
Ails me! Why—
[_Enter_ TOB. _and_ DAV. _hurriedly_ (L.).
TOB.
Who came then?
I swear I heard the music once again.
And knocking. Was there no one at the door?
[_He hurries across to_ R., _but stops irresolute_.
ELIPH.
Music? What foolery is this?
NAD. (_coolly_).
Before
You came just now, two folks were here, but now
Gone otherwhere to seek for shelter.
TOB.
How?
[_He hastens to door_ (R.), _followed by_ DAV.
Gone otherwhere! Why, there’s no room to find
In all the place.
[_Opens door; looks out. Very faint music,
“A Virgin unspotted ...;” it continues
down to end of scene._
It surely were unkind
To turn a dog away on such a night. (_Turns from door._)
Where are they gone? Here, David, bring a light.
[DAV. _does so. He looks._
NAD.
Nay, they are gone. Here, drink a cup with me.
DAV. (_crying out, pointing_).
Oh! master, look!
TOB. (_looking eagerly_).
Eh? eh? What is’t you see?
DAV.
There master, there!
[_The_ THREE MERCHANTS _rise in alarm and
stand_ L., _staring_ R.
ELIPH.
What is it? Speak, I say.
TOB. (_staring out_).
No. I see nothing!
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