Plays: Being: An unhistorical pastoral: A romantic farce: Bruce, a chronicle play: Smith, a tragic farce: and Scaramouch in Naxos, a pantomime.
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Plays: Being: An unhistorical pastoral: A romantic farce: Bruce, a chronicle play: Smith, a tragic farce: and Scaramouch in Naxos, a pantomime.
Drama
Cinthio. And is this a nightly performance? But you knew all this
before. What prompted you to have us determine our flight for midnight? It
must be then, or sooner.
Onesta. It can't be, it shan't be, either sooner, or later.
Cinthio. Come, come, remember the crowns. [Aside.] I believe she's
sold herself to the other side.
Onesta. Perhaps it may be done, perhaps it may: though it's not any
more possible now than it was before.
Cinthio. How are we to manage?
Onesta. Well, it may be done; for when I remember, there are two old
travellers staying with us just now. They take up all Guido's time.
Everybody is so busy you would think our house was a bazaar of all the
trades; there could not be more ado supposing it was for the interment of
a king. About eleven they will be drawing to the hinder end of supper, and
every guest busier than his neighbour eating and drinking, and all the
servants drudging like millers with a good wind. Come then: my lady will
be ready; and you must put the dress in by the window, and wait till she
gets it on, for she will have nothing but her night-gown. Then she will
come down, and--O lord! I wish I knew nothing of it.
Cinthio. Can you by no means procure her own apparel?
Onesta. It is not to be thought of; for her father would know that
she could not come at it but by me.
Cinthio. She will have greater ease in man's attire,
And no disguise could better suit our flight.
The wood that lies between us and the shore
Will hide us till Sebastian's hour has come.
Eleven is our hour. Let Faustine know
If I come not that death has flown with me;
Or that old Time himself at length has gone,
And doomsday come to righten every wrong.
[Goes out.
Enter a Servant.
Onesta. Where have you been?
Servant. I was sent to invite the prince to sup at our house
to-night; and it is good words to ask a man to a good supper. But the
prince refused to come, and that is bad words; for it is bad not to choose
the good.
Onesta. Belike the prince has chosen a better supper somewhere else.
Servant. Belike he has. Are you going home?
Onesta. Yes. You go before.
[They go out.
ACT IV
SCENE I.--The Garden of Martha's House.
Enter Eulalie. While she is speaking, Rupert enters behind.
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