Original Plays, Second SeriesGilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
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Original Plays, Second Series
Gilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
English drama; Operas -- Librettos
_Spread._ Indifferently well--indifferently well. The fact is, I hardly
know where I am, for all my old landmarks are swept away; I assure you
I am within the mark, when I say that this house is positively the only
place I can identify.
_Jen._ The town has increased very rapidly of late.
_Spread._ Rapidly! When I left, there were not twenty houses in
the place, but (_politely_) that was long before your time. I left
a village, I find a town--I left a beadle, I find a mayor and
corporation--I left a pump, I find a statue to a borough member. The
inn is a “Palace Hotel Company--” the alms-house a county jail--the
pound is a police station, and the common a colony of semi-detached
bungalows! Everything changed, including myself--everything new, except
myself--ha, ha!
_Jen._ I shall be glad to offer you any assistance in my power, I
should be a good guide, for I have lived here thirty-two years!
_Spread._ Thirty-two years! is it possible? Then surely I ought to know
you? (_He feels for his glasses._) My name is Spreadbrow--Sir Henry
Spreadbrow!
_Jen._ Spreadbrow! (_Putting on spectacles._) Is it possible? Why, my
very dear old friend (_offering both her hands_), don’t you recollect
me?
_Spread._ (_he puts on his double eye-glass, takes both her hands_).
God bless me!--is it possible?--and this is really you!--you don’t say
so! Dear me, dear me! Well, well, well! I assure you I am delighted,
most unaffectedly delighted, to renew our friendship! (_Shaking hands
again, they sit under tree and look at each other curiously._)
_Spread._ Not changed a bit! My dear Jane, you really must allow me.
(_They shake hands again._) And now tell me, how is Mr. Braybrook?
_Jen._ (_rather surprised_). Oh, Mr. Braybrook is very well; I expect
him home presently; he will be very glad to see you, for he has often
heard me speak of you.
_Spread._ Has he indeed? It will give me the greatest--the very
greatest possible pleasure, believe me (_very emphatically_), to make
his acquaintance.
_Jen._ (_still surprised at his emphatic manner_). I’m sure he will be
delighted.
_Spread._ Now tell me all about yourself. Any family?
_Jen._ (_puzzled_). I beg your pardon?
_Spread._ Any family?
_Jen._ Mr. Braybrook?
_Spread._ Well--yes.
_Jen._ Mr. Braybrook is a bachelor.
_Spread._ A bachelor? Then let me understand--am I not speaking to Mrs.
Braybrook?
_Jen._ No, indeed you are not! Ha, ha! (_much amused_). Mr. Braybrook
is my nephew; the place belongs to him now.
_Spread._ Oh! then, my dear Jane, may I ask who you are?
_Jen._ I am not married.
_Spread._ Not married!
_Jen._ No; I keep house for my nephew.
_Spread._ Why, you don’t mean to sit there and look me in the face and
tell me, after thirty years, that you are still Jane Northbrook?
_Jen._ (_rather hurt at the mistake_). Northcott.
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