Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 5Bridges, Robert
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Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 5
Bridges, Robert
English drama; English poetry
_T._ Ah! ah! Oh wala! wala! (_Puts his finger to
his head._)
_Fl._ What is it? Are you giddy?
_T._ No, no. My constitution—my system.
_Fl._ What? 460
_T._ I’m going mad like the rest of them. I’ve caught
it too.
_Fl._ Don’t talk so; to frighten me, Tristram, like
that. What do you mean?
_T._ Well, we shall make a better pair than two I know.
_Fl._ I never promised. And what would my lady
say? And—oh! I forgot: she sent me to fetch you.
_T._ My lady?—me?
_Fl._ Yes, you. 470
_T._ She sent for me?
_Fl._ No sooner was she come in the house, than
as she sat looking on the silks, one of her fits took
her, and I thought she would faint: when suddenly
she got up, and bade me go out and seek for you. See,
here she comes.
_T._ What can she need with me? (_Aside._) If she
has got wind of me and Flora, it’s all up.
_Re-enter Diana._
_D._ (_to Fl._). I see you have found him, Flora.
_Fl._ We were coming, my lady, as fast as we could.
_D._ Leave us alone. [_Exit Flora._ 481
Good Tristram; will you serve me?
_T._ Certainly, my lady. My lady has only to command.
_D._ But in a matter where your duty might seem
opposed to my interest.
_T._ ’Tis impossible, my lady, that my duties could
be opposed to my lady’s.
_D._ I think, Tristram, that you know a secret which
concerns me.
_T._ I assure your ladyship, upon my oath....
_D._ Stay now. Take this purse....
_T._ I thank your ladyship.
_D._ To convince you of my goodwill. Now I have
a suspicion: and whether or no you help me to come
at the truth, I shall learn it. I will not have secrets
kept from me in my court.
_T._ Certainly not, my lady. But I pray your ladyship
to speak plainly, for I am a simple man; and if
I am to assist your ladyship, I must understand your
ladyship. 502
_D._ You are a very sensible servant, Tristram.
Tell me then, do you not know of some one in the
court, who carries on a love-affair behind my back?
_T._ (_aside_). It’s me.—No, my lady: I do not. It is
impossible that any one should do such a thing.
_D._ Is not your master in love?
_T._ Oh!... my master? Certainly; not a doubt
of it.
_D._ So I thought. Now you must tell me, good
Tristram, with whom he is in love.
_T._ If that’s the question, my lady, you may take
back the purse again. Take it; I thought it was not
like my luck.
_D._ You will not tell?
_T._ I cannot tell what I do not know, my lady.
_D._ You do not know?
_T._ I have not an inclination. 520
_D._ Stay yet. You shall keep the purse if you will
do your best to discover who she is.
_T._ Your ladyship is very fair (_pocketing_), and I thank your
ladyship for restoring my confidence.
_D._ Then tell me first. You say you know that your master is in love.
_T._ Certainly; as much or more than all the court.
_D._ All the court!
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