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._ Why? Because I should have done my best to remove that
reproach from society. I should indeed, Jane! Ha, ha! After all, it
don’t much matter, for you wouldn’t have had me. Oh yes! you had no
idea of it; but, do you know, I’ve a great mind to tell you--I _will_
tell you. Do you know, I was in love with you at one time. Boy and
girl, you know--boy and girl. Ha, ha! _you’d_ no idea of it, but I was!
_Jen._ (_in wonder_). Oh yes; I knew it very well.
_Spread._ (_much astonished_). You knew it? You knew that I was
attached to you!
_Jen._ Why, of course I did!
_Spread._ Did you, indeed! Bless me, you don’t say so! Now that’s
amazingly curious. Leave a woman alone to find _that_ out! It’s
instinctive, positively instinctive. Now, my dear Jane, I’m a very
close student of human nature, and in pursuit of that study I should
like above all things to know by what signs you detected my secret
admiration for you. (_Takes her hand._)
_Jen._ Why, bless the man! There was no mystery in the matter! You told
me all about it!
_Spread._ I told you all about it?
_Jen._ Certainly you did--here, in this garden.
_Spread._ That I admired you--loved you?
_Jen._ Most assuredly! Surely you’ve not forgotten it. (_He drops her
hand._) _I_ haven’t.
_Spread._ I remember that I had the impertinence to be very fond of
you. I forgot that I had the impertinence to tell you so. I remember it
now. I made a fool of myself. I remember it by that. I told you that I
adored you, didn’t I?--that you were as essential to me as the air I
breathed--that it was impossible to support existence without you--that
your name should be the most hallowed of earthly words, and so forth.
Ha, ha! my dear Jane, before I’d been a week on board I was saying the
same thing to a middle-aged governess whose name has entirely escaped
me. (_She has exhibited signs of pleasure during the earlier part of
this speech, and disappointment at the last two lines._) What fools we
make of ourselves!
_Jen._ And of others!
_Spread._ Oh, I meant it, Jane; I meant every word I said to you.
_Jen._ And the governess?
_Spread._ And the governess! I would have married you, Jane.
_Jen._ And the governess?
_Spread._ And the governess! I’d have married _her_, if she had
accepted me--but she didn’t. Perhaps it was as well--she was a widow
with five children--I cursed my destiny at the time, but I’ve forgiven
it since. I talked of blowing out my brains. I’m glad I didn’t do it,
as I’ve found them useful in my profession. Ha! ha! (_Looking round;
JENNY stands watching him._) The place has changed a good deal since my
time--improved--improved--we’ve all three improved. I don’t quite like
this tree, though--it’s in the way. What is it? A kind of beech, isn’t
it?
_Jen._ No, it’s a sycamore.
_Spread._ Ha! I don’t understand English trees--but it’s a curious
place for a big tree like this, just outside the drawing-room window.
Isn’t it in the way?
_Jen._ It _is_ rather in the way.
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