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
_D._ Then tell me by what means
The letter came to thee. Still silent. I hope
Thou dost mark that, Ricardo.
_F._ In my defence
I say I have served your ladyship as well
As you have trusted me: and for this matter,—
You gave me a letter for the Duke of Milan 1851
Requiring speedy answer. I procured
That answer in good time.
_D._ Ah, but thou saidst
That thou thyself didst bear it, as I bade thee.
Silent? Now here’s a secret; there’s some matter
Withheld from me which I have a right to know.
I have cause to think thou hast upon thy person
The explanation. I would see what papers
Thou carriest with thee.
_F._ I have no papers, madam,
Such as you look to find.
_D._ Thou sayst that letter 1860
Was not a forgery. I wish to see
If something which I think is in thy pocket
Is not a forgery.
_F._ If on first appearance
Of having wronged you, you mistrust me thus,
There is no cure. Demand my papers from me:
I cannot take them back.
_D._ I do demand them.
_F._ You shall have everything in perfect order
Before this evening.
_D._ Stay! I wish to see
What papers thou hast with thee.
_F._ Very well.
This is the only pocket in my dress; 1870
Here the contents. (_Offers a few letters._)
_D._ Is that the only pocket?
I thought there was another little pocket
On the left side.
_F._ (_aside_). Ah! ’tis that villain Tristram
Hath told her this.
_D._ What say you, sir? Is’t true?
No answer. Now I think the explanation
Lies in that pocket. If I am wrong, ’tis easy
To prove me so. But if thou hast a secret....
_F._ I have a secret, and you are well informed
I carry it on me. And to prove to all
’Tis of a private nature, I will shew it. 1880
’Tis but this little case. (_Shews case of portrait._)
_D._ A portrait-case?
_F._ A portrait.
_D._ Ah, then, now we have the truth:
Thou art in love. This is the wondrous sickness
That keeps thee at home when I would send thee forth:
Distracted thee in drawing of the deed....
_F._ Enough, my lady; you have pushed this far enough.
_D._ Oh no! I have now another charge of falsehood.
I have long suspected this; and yesterday
When I did ask thee if thou wert in love,
Thou didst deny it. But thou dost not now— 1890
So tell me who the lady is.
_L._ (_aside to R._). All’s lost!
_F._ (_coming quite to front_). Your ladyship must grant
me in private conduct
Some liberty: my honest duty and service
Never surrendered that, and should avail
To spare me this ungenerous inquisition.
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