The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four ActsPinero, Arthur Wing
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The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four Acts
Pinero, Arthur Wing
Comedy plays; English drama
[_Inclining her head._] Helping me. He--he---- [_Raising her eyes
defiantly and confronting them all._] _Ecoutez!_ Robbie Roope has asked
who is the actual tenant of the cellar and room in Carmichael Lane.
[_Breathing deeply._] _I_ am.
LADY FILSON.
[_Advancing a few steps._] _You_ are! N-n-nonsense!
OTTOLINE.
Mr. Westrip took the place for me--my arrangement with Titterton made
it necessary----
LADY FILSON.
With Titterton! Then he--he _has_----?
OTTOLINE.
Yes. The thousands of copies--packed in the cases with the lying
labels--_I_ have bought them--they're mine----
LADY FILSON.
Y-y-yours!
OTTOLINE.
I--I was afraid the book had failed--and I went to Titterton--and
bargained with him----
LADY FILSON.
So--so everything--everything that your brother and Mr.--Mr. Dunning
have surmised----?
OTTOLINE.
Everything, mother--except that I am the culprit, and Mr. Mackworth is
the victim.
LADY FILSON.
Ottoline----!
OTTOLINE.
[_Passing her hand over her brow._] It--it's horrible of me to give
Titterton away--but--what can I do?--[_She turns her back upon them
sharply and, leaning against the table, searches for her
handkerchief._] Oh! Need Mr. Dunning stay----?
[BERTRAM, _aghast, nudges_ DUNNING _and hurries to the
vestibule door._ DUNNING _follows him into the vestibule
on tiptoe. Slowly and deliberately_ PHILIP _moves to the
middle of the room and stands there with his hands
clenched, glaring into space._ SIR RANDLE, _his jaw
falling, sits in the chair on the extreme left._
LADY FILSON.
[_Touching_ PHILIP_'s arm sympathetically._] Oh, Philip----!
DUNNING.
[_To_ BERTRAM, _in a whisper._] Phiou! Rummy development this, Mr.
Filson!
BERTRAM.
[_To_ DUNNING, _in the same way._] Awful. [_Opening the outer door._]
I--I'll see you in the m-m-morning.
DUNNING.
Pleasure. [_Raising his voice._] Evening, ladies and gentlemen.
LADY FILSON.
[_Again sitting on the settee on the left, also searching for her
handkerchief._] G-g-good night.
SIR RANDLE.
[_Weakly._] Good night.
ROOPE.
[_Who has wandered to the bookcase like a man in a trance._] Good
night.
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