French without a master : $b A farce in one actBernard, Tristan
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French without a master : $b A farce in one act
Bernard, Tristan
Comedy plays; Farces; French drama -- Translations into English
GERALD. How long does it take you to let me know what time it is?
PERCY. Oh, it’s eleven o’clock--that’s easy. Listen to me: I have a
favor to ask you. There’s a Frenchman here and I don’t understand his
dialect.
GERALD. Where is he?
PERCY. We’ll find him. Very good of you to help me. He must be in the
smoking-room now. Here’s my cap. (_He places his cap on_ GERALD’S
_head_) Mister! (_He calls out through the door down-stage right_)
Mister!
GERALD. Say “Monsieur.”
PERCY. Mushir, mushir. (_To_ GERALD) I want to tell him that there’s a
good interpreter here.
GERALD. “Un bon interprète.”
PERCY. Bone interpreet. Mushir, bone interpreet.
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. (_Outside_) Un bon interprète? Bien! (_Enter_
CHANOINE-MALHERBE, _down-stage right_. GERALD _recognizes_ SÉRAPHINE’S
_father and pulls his hat over his eyes_) Ah, celui-ci? Je voudrais
qu’on me serve mon déjeuner tout de suite. (GERALD _makes his escape_)
Hein? Quoi?
PERCY. He’s the one, not me! Good-bye.
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. Seigneur! (_He goes out, down-stage right_)
(_There come sounds of a scuffle out in the hallway. Enter_ OFFICER
_followed by another officer who holds_ GERALD _tight by the collar_.)
OFFICER. Here’s your thief. Just as I was walking past I saw him, and
the minute I looked into his face I recognized him from the photograph.
Bring the Frenchman here. We’ll show these foreigners what Scotland
Yard can do! And come back yourself, we’ll need you later.
(PERCY _goes out, up-stage right_.)
GERALD. What do you mean by this? What’s the charge? You’ll hear from
this! Do you know I’m related to----
OFFICER. Just keep calm, young fellow. (_He refers to his note-book_)
Your name is Gas-tnnn--
(_Enter_ SÉRAPHINE, _up-stage right_.)
SÉRAPHINE. Oh, dearest, dearest!
OFFICER. Arrest that woman, she’s an accomplice.
SÉRAPHINE. (_As the other officer takes her by the arm_) Qu’y-a-t-il?
GERALD. You were right this morning. There’s the gray hat!
OFFICER. Silence! No communication between the prisoners! They may be
part of a dangerous band.
(_Enter_ CHANOINE-MALHERBE, _down-stage right_.)
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. Ma fille, ma fille! (_To the_ OFFICER) Mon ami,
voici la demoiselle dont je vous ai parlé tout à l’heure, et----
OFFICER. All right, all right. But is this the man who stole your
pocket-book?
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. Oui.
GERALD. Does he say I stole his pocket-book? (_To_ CHANOINE-MALHERBE)
Vous lui avez dit que j’ai volé votre portefeuille?
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. Jamais de la vie!
GERALD. You see, he says he never said anything of the sort.
OFFICER. I don’t understand French. Come on to the station.
GERALD. (_To_ CHANOINE-MALHERBE) Votre fille va au commissariat!
CHANOINE-MALHERBE. Jamais. (_Takes_ SÉRAPHINE _by the arm_)
(_Enter_ CASHIER, _up-stage right_.)
CASHIER. What is the trouble?
SÉRAPHINE. But I am his daughter!
OFFICER. What’s that to me?
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