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._ Wear your best black velvet on the road! Well!—Stay we long away,
sir?
_F._ Never mind. Now shut it up and give me the key.
_T._ I should like to know, sir, how long we stay
away, and when we are to start. 2360
_F._ Give me the key. Now, Tristram, I understand that the Countess has
dismissed you from her household. That saves me explanation. Here’s
your wages (_puts money on the table_) for the current quarter. You are
no more my servant.
_T._ Good heavens! do you discharge me, sir? I beg, what have I done to
offend you?
_F._ Never mind.
The Countess has discharged you,—that’s enough.
Tho’you’re a fool, Tristram, to say the truth,
I have got accustomed to you, and shall be sorry
To part with you. I have quite as many reasons
For wishing you to stay, as you have given me
To be dissatisfied. But so ’tis fated; 2375
_And what God willeth_, Tristram, _needs must be,
After the opinion of certain clerkës_.
_T._ I am not to go with you to-day to Milan?
_F._ No, Tristram. Now we part.
_T._ Consider, sir,
That Flora is discharged as well as me: 2380
Cannot you take us with you?
_F._ You and Flora
With me!
_T._ What shall we do, sir? What shall we do?
_F._ I’ll tell you what. While you were in my service
You served me ill, pried into my affairs,
Took bribes to spy upon me:—I know,—attend.
If you would win my favour, you must serve me
Now you are discharged. You can assist me, and if
You serve me better, I’ll use my interest, Tristram,
To get you a decent place.
_T._ What is’t to do?
_F._ ’Tis this. An hour from hence I must be off.
St. Nicholas will likely enough be here 2391
After his marriage settlement. Now, Tristram,
He must not find me. Wait for him here:—do you see?—
And if he comes, get him out of the way.
And if Ricardo comes, tell him that I
Am gone to seek him and shall soon return:
Bid him await me here. If by your help
I get off quickly, I will help you; if not,
Tristram, I’ll cut your throat from ear to ear. [_Exit._
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