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
[OTTOLINE _passes_ PHILIP _and enters the room, holding
out her hand to_ SIR TIMOTHY. _Her eyes are black-rimmed
from sleeplessness; but whatever asperity she has
displayed overnight has disappeared, and she is again
full of softness and charm._
OTTOLINE.
Sir Tim!
PHILIP.
[_Shutting the outer door--breathing freely._] Kind of Sir Timothy to
look me up, isn't it?
OTTOLINE.
[_To_ SIR TIMOTHY.] _Vous etes un vaurien!_ When did you return?
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Who has flung his cigarette into the grate--crestfallen._] The day
before yesterday.
OTTOLINE.
Then I mustn't scold you for not having been to see us yet.
[_Wonderingly._] You find time to call on Mr. Mackworth, though!
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_With a gulp._] I--I was on my way to my solicitors, who are in
Raymond Buildings, and I remembered that I knew Mackworth years ago----
PHILIP.
[_Loitering near the vestibule door, impatient for_ SIR TIMOTHY's
_departure._] When I was a rollicking man-about-town, eh, Barradell!
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Retaining_ OTTOLINE's _hand--to her, earnestly._] My dear Madame de
Chaumie----
OTTOLINE.
Yes?
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Bracing himself._] A little bird brought the news to me shortly after
I left England. [_She lowers her eyes._] I--I congratulate you and
Mackworth--I congratulate you from the core of my heart.
OTTOLINE.
[_In a quiet voice._] Thank you, dear Sir Timothy.
SIR TIMOTHY.
May you both be as happy as you deserve to be, and even happier!
PHILIP.
[_Laughing._] Ha, ha, ha!
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Squeezing her hand._] Good-bye for the present.
OTTOLINE.
[_Smilingly._] Good-bye. [_He passes her and joins_ PHILIP. _Unseen by_
OTTOLINE_--who proceeds to loosen her coat at the settee on the
right--_ PHILIP _again gives_ SIR TIMOTHY _a vigorous hand-shake._ SIR
TIMOTHY _responds to it disconsolately, and is following_ PHILIP _into
the vestibule when he hears_ OTTOLINE _call to him._] Sir Tim!
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Turning._] Hallo!
OTTOLINE.
[_Lightly._] Is your car here?
SIR TIMOTHY.
[_Brightening._] It is.
OTTOLINE.
You may give me a lift to Bond Street, if your business with your
lawyers won't keep you long.
SIR TIMOTHY.
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