Michael and His Lost Angel: A Play in Five Acts — John Shaqi
Michael and His Lost Angel: A Play in Five ActsJones, Henry Arthur
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Michael and His Lost Angel: A Play in Five Acts
Jones, Henry Arthur
Adultery -- Drama; Clergy -- Drama; England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Drama; English drama
(_He goes to door, opens it; a moment later she enters._)
MICH. Well?
AUDR. Why didn't you take my warning? Why didn't you beat me, drive
me, hound me away from you as I told you?
MICH. What now?
AUDR. Say you'll forgive me before I tell you! No, don't forgive me!
MICH. I don't understand you. Is anything discovered?
AUDR. What does that matter? Oh, don't hate me. If you say one unkind
word to me I shall kill myself. Read the letter which came here to me
just now.
(_He takes the letter wonderingly._)
MICH. Whom did it come from?
AUDR. My husband.
MICH. Your husband? (_She nods._) Your husband! He is alive?
(_She nods._)
AUDR. (_with a laugh_). Didn't I tell you I should ruin you body and
soul? (_He stands overwhelmed._) Why do you stand there? Why don't you
do something? (_Laughing at him._) I say, ghostly father, we make a
pretty pair, you and I, don't we? What shall we do? Confess in white
sheets and candles together, you and I? Why don't you do
something--(_Laughing at him._) And you stand there like a stone
saint. (_Comes up to him._) Kill me and have done with me!
MICH. You said your husband died after two years.
AUDR. I said I never saw him again--alive. I thought then that I never
should.
MICH. But--you believed he was dead. You believed he was dead--(_She
does not reply._) You didn't know the night before last that your
husband was living?
AUDR. Don't I tell you to kill me and have done with it.
MICH. (_horrified_). You knew he was living?
AUDR. (_very imploringly_). I love you, I love you. Say one word to
me! Say one word to me! Say you forgive me.
MICH. I forgive you. (_Stands overwhelmed._) Take this letter----
(_Offering it._)
AUDR. I didn't mean to do this. Do make excuses for me. We lived
unhappily together. When I came into all my money I bargained with him
that we would never see each other again. It was a fair bargain--a
contract. He went away to America--I gave out he was dead. From that
time to this I have never had a thought of his return. He was dead to
me. He has no right to come and spoil my life. Read that letter from
him.
MICH. No--take it.
(_Gives the letter back._)
AUDR. Tell me what to do.
MICH. I'm not fit to advise you.
AUDR. What can we do?
MICH. I don't know. We're up a blind alley with our sin. There's no
way out of this.
AUDR. I shall defy him.
MICH. No.
AUDR. Yes. A bargain's a bargain. I shall go back and defy him. I'll
never see him again. But then--what then? What will you do?
MICH. Don't think of me.
AUDR. Speak to me. Say one word. Oh, it has been on the tip of my
tongue so many times to tell you all, but I couldn't bear to lose your
love, so I deceived you. (_He walks about perplexed. She goes to him
very gently and coaxingly._) Say you aren't sorry--say that deep down
in your inmost heart you aren't sorry for what is past!
MICH. Sorry? No. God forgive me. I'm not sorry. I can't be sorry. I
wish I could.
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