A Vision of Venus; Or, A Midsummer-Night's Nightmare — John Shaqi
A Vision of Venus; Or, A Midsummer-Night's NightmarePleon, Harry
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A Vision of Venus; Or, A Midsummer-Night's Nightmare
Pleon, Harry
English drama -- 19th century
HAND. At last! I felt certain I should capture my man or men to-night.
I just saw two fellows climbing over the wall yonder--one had a sack.
I am certain they're coming for this figure. I'll let 'em think the
coast is quite clear, and then when they've got the figure in the
sack--then I'll come on 'em like a ton of coal. I'll keep round about
here. This is glorious.
[_Goes off, R. 1 E._
_Enter ALPHONZO and JANE, from refreshment-room. Alphonzo drunk._
JANE. Well, I must say you're a nice young gentleman! After failing to
meet me at the mentioned spot, you get beastly intoxicated. (_Stamping
her foot._) It is really shameful!
ALPH. 'Squse me, Jane, I'm not intoxicated--I'm excited. (_Aside._) I
must propose to-night--I feel I must.
JANE. I think it's too bad of you, and I came here thinking I was
going to enjoy a dance.
ALPH. Ah, Jane, don't think of dancing--think of what I am about to
say!
JANE. (_Aside._) Oh, my, he's going to propose! (_Aloud._) What is it?
ALPH. (_Suddenly._) Jane, I have something burning within me----
JANE. (_Sighing._) Ah, me--ah, me!
ALPH. No, not an army--not the Salvation Army; but it is an
indescribable something that soars on high--a something that--that----
Do not interrupt me.
JANE. I didn't interrupt you.
ALPH. Well, why didn't you? Ah, Jane, did you but know--if you only
knew----
JANE. What?
ALPH. I don't know. Never mind, bring up all that is past and is to
come. I have something to say to you--something to ask you, which
means life or death to me.
JANE. (_Aside._) He's going to ask me to marry him. (_Aloud._) What is
it?
ALPH. Tell me--tell me----
JANE. Yes--yes.
ALPH. Has your mother sold the mangle?
JANE. (_Smacking his face._) You're a fool!
ALPH. Jane, you have touched me on a tender spot.
JANE. Where?
ALPH. An unseen place. You have called me a fool! I can stand being
called a thief, swindler, liar, or even murderer, but when a person
calls me a fool, they insult the mother I board with! Away, woman,
don't attempt to cajole me!
JANE. (_Crying._) I ain't--I don't want to cajole you!
ALPH. Why don't you come and _catch hold_ of me? Come and kiss me!
JANE. (_Crying._) I sha'n't, you nasty, ugly, dirty, drunken beast.
ALPH. When you speak loving words like those, I know you love me! Come
and kiss your little snowdrop!
JANE. (_Annoyed._) Kiss you? Not I. When I kiss anyone it will be a
fine, tall, handsome gentleman, someone who hasn't lost all idea of
chivalry!
ALPH. (_Taken back._) I didn't mean what you said. I mean I didn't say
what I mean!
JANE. I won't speak to you again. I will find a gentleman to take me
home. (_Aside._) Ah, here comes a gentleman from the Pavilion! I will
speak to him, and make little Alphonzo jealous. I'll serve him out for
getting drunk.
_Enter AUGUSTUS from refreshment-room._
AUG. Ah, here you are, Alphonzo, and this I presume is your young
lady, don't you know?
(_Bowing.--Business._)
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