The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three Acts — John Shaqi
The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three ActsPinero, Arthur Wing
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The Benefit of the Doubt; a Comedy in Three Acts
Pinero, Arthur Wing
English drama -- 19th century
THEOPHILA.
How cruel it was of them to buoy us up by telling us the case was going
right for me!
FRASER.
Many believed it. Martyn was sure the judge was on our side.
THEOPHILA.
When one comes to think of it, her counsel managed to put such a very
queer complexion——
FRASER.
Awful.
THEOPHILA.
Oh, I don’t know what I felt like at some moments! I—I felt like a woman
caught with bare shoulders in daylight.
FRASER.
Awful.
THEOPHILA.
[_Looking at him curiously._] Alec, you seem to be—different to me, now
the trial’s over.
FRASER.
[_In a muffled voice._] Do I? I—we’re worn out.
THEOPHILA.
[_After some hesitation, going to the back of the settee._]
I say! I want to tell you—I am—truly sorry.
FRASER.
[_Raising his head._] Sorry——!
THEOPHILA.
[_With an effort._] And I humbly beg your pardon.
FRASER.
[_Rising and facing her._] For what?
THEOPHILA.
Why, for all the bother I’ve caused.
FRASER.
[_Resuming his seat._] Oh——!
[_She stares at him for a moment, surprised and disappointed, then
turns away._
THEOPHILA.
[_To herself._] Oh——! [_To him._] Alec, I’ve had the idea that the
trouble we’ve lately gone through, both of us, over this horrid
business, might help to bring us together. We haven’t got along
over-well, have we?
FRASER.
Not too well, I’m afraid.
THEOPHILA.
A good deal my fault, I dare say. Oh, I hated Locheen——!
FRASER.
Yes.
THEOPHILA.
As heartily as you hate London. I’m a town girl, a thorough little
cockney—you knew it when you married me!—and—Locheen!——
FRASER.
Locheen is a beautiful place.
THEOPHILA.
London’s a beautiful place.
FRASER.
No.
THEOPHILA.
[_Hotly._] No to you, then. [_Sitting._] I beg pardon again; I didn’t
mean to be rude. I understand how you feel. You were born at Locheen.
FRASER.
I was.
THEOPHILA.
[_Pointing towards the window._] I was born in Chester Terrace. I admit,
Locheen is all very well at a certain time of year. But to be stuck
there when London’s full; when nobody but a poor relation, whose railway
ticket you send with the invitation, will come and look you up! Oh, that
summer you made me spend there just after we were married!
FRASER.
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