How joy was found : $b a fantasyHutchison, Isobel Wylie
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How joy was found : $b a fantasy
Hutchison, Isobel Wylie
English drama -- Scottish authors; Verse drama
It’s nothing to do with you.
Go to sleep again;
I never felt the slightest pain.
[_The Marksman groans in his sleep._]
CLIMBER
[_Embarrassed and shy._]
Don’t you, really?
FINN
[_Resolutely._]
No. I tell you it’s quite numb.
CLIMBER
[_Grieved and awkward._]
Then you didn’t call me to come?
FINN
[_Turning his head away with a groan._]
No. I am in no need.
[_The Marksman groans in his sleep again. Finn turns and
looks more attentively at the Climber, hesitating. She is
pale and overstrained looking._]
[_Kindly._]
I really think you ought to feed
Yourself up a bit.
You’re not looking very fit.
CLIMBER
[_Hurriedly._]
I was asleep. I’m quite all right.
It’s just a silly dream. Good night.
[_Marksman groans._]
Be sure you keep awake.
[_She retreats nervously._]
FINN
Good night. Be sure you keep
Asleep.
Don’t worry about me for any sake;
I’m wide enough awake.
[_The Marksman groans again, and Finn begins to nod heavily
even as he speaks._]
CLIMBER
[_To the thief, bursting into tears._]
They won’t believe my dream.
You’ve made me feel an awful fool.
He’s laughing now. I know I seem
Quite childish!
THIEF
[_Aside._]
To keep cool,
The best way is by letting off some steam.
[_To the Climber, very sternly._]
The fault was yours. You have betrayed your dream.
CLIMBER
[_Weeps silently for a little, then wipes her eyes and
speaks as if to herself._]
They tell me that I have my birth
Some other where,
And though indeed I do not greatly care
If this be true or no,
I really think it must be partly so;
For no one understands me in this house,
I am not able all alone to rouse
Them up. They just ignore me everywhere.
I begin to think that I’m not quite all there.
[_She sinks her head desperately between her hands._]
THIEF
[_Quietly._]
I wasn’t laughing at you.
CLIMBER
[_Lifting her head quietly and recovering herself._]
No, I knew.
THIEF
Perhaps I’ve left you rather much alone.
CLIMBER
Oh no! I think I’ve just outgrown
My strength.
THIEF
[_Quietly._]
Then if you’ve got that length
You’ve come into your own. Lie down again;
I’ll call you if he is in pain.
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