The Betrothal: A Sequel to the Blue Bird; A Fairy Play in Five Acts and Eleven ScenesMaeterlinck, Maurice
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The Betrothal: A Sequel to the Blue Bird; A Fairy Play in Five Acts and Eleven Scenes
Maeterlinck, Maurice
Fairy plays; French drama -- Translations into English
But you must, dear Jalline. Not because it is fate, as men say, but
because it is the will of those who know everything and who never
die.... Good-bye, my little Jalline. You have been very sweet, very
loving, very exquisite; and I thought that you would be chosen.... Don't
cry, dear. Hand over poor little Destiny to me, I will take care of him;
and give Tyltyl a long, long kiss....
JALLINE
(_Hands_ DESTINY _to_ LIGHT _and gives_ TYLTYL _a long kiss_.) Good-bye,
Tyltyl.
TYLTYL
Good-bye, Jalline!
(JALLINE _moves away with slow reluctant steps_.)
LIGHT
And, now that we are alone, let me kiss you too.... We shall meet once
again to take another and a longer journey....
TYLTYL
Another journey? And a longer one?
LIGHT
The last, the happiest and the most beautiful. But I am not allowed to
speak of it yet.... Good-bye, Tyltyl. Remember, dear, that you are not
alone in this world and that all that you see in it has neither
beginning nor end. With this thought in your heart, letting it grow with
your growth, you will always know, whatever may happen, the right thing
to say, the right thing to hope for.... And you, Tiny, don't cry like
that! Some day we shall begin to understand each other.
DESTINY
(_Half-asleep, tearfully, lisping_.) Me? I never cwy!... I order a
thtop!... Forward! Forward! Forward!
(LIGHT _goes out on the left, carrying_ DESTINY _in her arms_.
TYLTYL _follows her a little way, waving his hand in farewell; and
the Curtain opens on the last scene_.)
SCENE XI
_The Awakening_
_The same scene as in Act I_. TYLTYL _is sound asleep. The light
trickles gaily through all the crannies of the closed shutters. The
Blue Bird is singing madly in his cage_.
(_A knock at the door_.)
TYLTYL
(_Waking with a start_.) Who's there?
MUMMY TYL
(_Behind the door_.) It's me!... Open the door quickly!... We're
expecting a visitor....
TYLTYL
Wait, wait, till I slip on my breeches.... (_Rising and seeing with
amazement that he is dressed_.) Hullo, I've gone to bed with my clothes
on! How did I come to do that?...
(_He opens the door. Enter_ MUMMY TYL _fussily, carrying a bundle
of sticks_.)
MUMMY TYL
Quick, quick!... Help me light the fire and tidy the room.... Go and
wake up Mytyl.... They'll be here in a minute.
TYLTYL
(_Doing his best to help her_.) Who's "they"?
MUMMY TYL
Of course, you don't know. Daddy Tyl met them yesterday, but you had
gone to bed.... Do open the shutters, I can't see what I'm doing....
(TYLTYL _opens the shutters and the daylight floods the room_.) And call
Mytyl, so that she can help me to get things straight.... What a
mess!... And the dust! I can't let them see my house like this. (_Enter_
MYTYL.)
TYLTYL
Hullo, there Mytyl is!... But you haven't told me....
MUMMY TYL
(_To_ MYTYL.) The fire's beginning to burn up.... You make the coffee,
while I start cleaning.... What's this? More cabbage leaves under the
tap!
MYTYL
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