Carlyon Sahib: A Drama in Four ActsMurray, Gilbert
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Carlyon Sahib: A Drama in Four Acts
Murray, Gilbert
English drama -- 19th century
His fall and yours!--when you try to turn and rend me, and are crushed!
[_Looking at her._] Before Heaven, I pity you! [_Turning away._] Give me
a fresh horse.
VERA.
What are you going to do?
CARLYON.
Do you expect another of my secrets?
VERA.
I will tell them to bring the horse. [_Exit_ VERA.
[CARLYON _crosses_ R., _throws himself down again in the chair, in an
attitude of utter weariness, his hands over his eyes_. SELIM _during the
last words has stolen out from the trees and creeps towards_ CARLYON
_with the knife_. CARLYON _moves his hands from his eyes, sees_ SELIM'S
_shadow, and starts swiftly forward as_ SELIM _springs upon the chair
from behind. A brief struggle follows_, SELIM _shouting_, CARLYON
_silent_. CARLYON _gets the knife, flings_ SELIM _down off the stage_
L., _pursues him for one instant to stab him finally, and returns. There
is a slight red scratch on_ CARLYON'S _forehead_.
_Re-enter_ VERA _hurriedly_.
VERA.
Father, Father! Are you hurt?
CARLYON.
[_Furious, with the knife uplifted._] Did you mean it? Did you know he
was there?
VERA.
No, no! Oh, are you safe?
[_Pause. He is trembling with excitement._
CARLYON.
[_Exultantly._] Vera, Vera! Don't you see what has happened? Don't you
see it? I am saved. Koreb is mad. Adene has nothing but hearsay----
VERA.
[_Shrinking back to coldness._] What do you mean?
CARLYON.
Don't you see that I've just killed Selim, and Selim was the one fatal
witness? Adene cannot hurt me now. It is only you. It is all simple for
you. You needn't kill him. You needn't say one word that is untrue. Only
say nothing, and I am safe. [_With increasing confidence._] You don't
answer! Think! You know in your heart you cannot conquer me. And if you
could, who would be the better for it? I tell you I am a man who has
never failed! [_He stops as if suddenly giddy; then continues in a
weaker voice._] I give you now the power of standing beside me. Do not
wait too long. Can any one else offer you half such a life?
[_He clings for a moment to the pillar of the veranda for support._
VERA.
[_Alarmed._] You are wounded!
CARLYON.
No, he never touched me. I tell you I killed him. Vera, Vera, why do you
try to stand against me? You love me more than that cripple, and I hold
the lives of both of you in my hand!
[_Half lifting the knife._
VERA.
Killing us will not help you! And I do not love you more than the truth.
CARLYON.
Truth! Barren truth about past facts that can do no jot or tittle of
good to any one! Is it for that you would try to blast my life?
[_He puts his hand to his brow, drops the knife, and falls into the
chair._
VERA.
[_Kneeling beside him, and calling._] Dr. Rheinhardt! Dr. Rheinhardt!
Quickly! [_To_ CARLYON.] No, stay where you are!
[CARLYON _waits motionless, recovering himself._
_Enter_ RHEINHARDT.
RHEINHARDT.
[_Off._] What is it? [_Entering._] Your father! Wounded!
VERA.
Selim attacked him, but I can't understand why he is like this.
RHEINHARDT.
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