Bird's nest, a fantasy in one actMygatt, Tracy D. (Tracy Dickinson)
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Bird's nest, a fantasy in one act
Mygatt, Tracy D. (Tracy Dickinson)
American drama -- 20th century; One-act plays
[_Helplessly, as he rises._] My dearest Lydia----!
LYDIA.
[_Jumping up and confronting_ MARTIN _with the piteous dignity of her
little clasped hands_.] You said just now that--that [_With a gesture
toward the portrait._] lady was alive--and going to be married, and
that she--that they--plan to live here, in Bird’s Nest?
MARTIN.
[_Very low._] Yes, Madam!
LYDIA.
[_Drawing herself up._] But doesn’t she know that Richard and I are to
live in Bird’s Nest?
MARTIN.
[_Very gently._] Are you sure, Madam?
LYDIA.
[_She looks long into his troubled, wistful eyes; then pitifully._] We
were to live here! [_Impetuously._] Oh, don’t you know? We were to live
here--and then--then Ajax was frightened by the steam-car, coming home
from church this afternoon, and ever since----
MARTIN.
[_Softly, as_ LYDIA _stops, unable to proceed_.] The folks about here
always say Bird’s Nest was built for lovers!
LYDIA.
[_In a low voice._] The folks? Since when have they said that? I never
heard it!
MARTIN.
[_With a long look._] No, Madam,--it was not--in your day! [_Then,
softly to himself, looking from_ LYDIA _to_ RICHARD.] Built for
lovers----!
LYDIA.
[_As before._] And are they--lovers?
MARTIN.
Mrs. McCormorant is very rich.
RICHARD.
[_Shocked._] You keep saying, “Mrs.”! She has been married before?
MARTIN.
Just so! An attractive woman some think, sir, in spite of her deafness.
RICHARD.
But why should she be deaf?
LYDIA.
[_With sudden petulance._] What does it matter whether she’s deaf or
not when----
MARTIN.
[_Imperturbably to_ RICHARD.] It’s merely her age, sir----! Sixty-three
she is, but----
RICHARD.
Good God! It’s impossible! It’s unnatural!
MARTIN.
[_Watching_ LYDIA _narrowly_.] She took a great fancy to Bird’s Nest
the day Mr. Sanford brought her over! It makes them both feel quite
young again, so they say!
LYDIA.
[_Under her breath._] Young! Sixty-three----! I’m not eighteen----!
MARTIN.
[_Watching her as before._] Haven’t old people a right to happiness,
Madam?
LYDIA.
[_Irrelevantly, a passionate ring in her voice._] The folks about here
say Bird’s Nest was built for lovers!
MARTIN.
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