The Circle: A Comedy in Three ActsMaugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset)
General
The Circle: A Comedy in Three Acts
Maugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset)
Adultery -- Drama; England -- Social life and customs -- Drama; Intergenerational relations -- Drama
_The Scene is the same as in the preceding Act._
_It is afternoon. When the curtain rises PORTEOUS and LADY KITTY, ANNA
and TEDDIE are playing bridge. ELIZABETH and CHAMPION-CHENEY are
watching. PORTEOUS and LADY KITTY are partners._
C.-C. When will Arnold be back, Elizabeth?
ELIZABETH. Soon, I think.
C.-C. Is he addressing a meeting?
ELIZABETH. No, it's only a conference with his agent and one or two
constituents.
PORTEOUS. [_Irritably._] How anyone can be expected to play bridge
when people are shouting at the top of their voices all round them, I
for one cannot understand.
ELIZABETH. [_Smiling._] I'm so sorry.
ANNA. I can see your hand, Lord Porteous.
PORTEOUS. It may help you.
LADY KITTY. I've told you over and over again to hold your cards up.
It ruins one's game when one can't help seeing one's opponent's hand.
PORTEOUS. One isn't obliged to look.
LADY KITTY. What was Arnold's majority at the last election?
ELIZABETH. Seven hundred and something.
C.-C. He'll have to fight for it if he wants to keep his seat next
time.
PORTEOUS. Are we playing bridge, or talking politics?
LADY KITTY. I never find that conversation interferes with my game.
PORTEOUS. You certainly play no worse when you talk than when you hold
your tongue.
LADY KITTY. I think that's a very offensive thing to say, Hughie. Just
because I don't play the same game as you do you think I can't play.
PORTEOUS. I'm glad you acknowledge it's not the same game as I play.
But why in God's name do you call it bridge?
C.-C. I agree with Kitty. I hate people who play bridge as though they
were at a funeral and knew their feet were getting wet.
PORTEOUS. Of course you take Kitty's part.
LADY KITTY. That's the least he can do.
C.-C. I have a naturally cheerful disposition.
PORTEOUS. You've never had anything to sour it.
LADY KITTY. I don't know what you mean by that, Hughie.
PORTEOUS. [_Trying to contain himself._] Must you trump my ace?
LADY KITTY. [_Innocently._] Oh, was that your ace, darling?
PORTEOUS. [_Furiously._] Yes, it was my ace.
LADY KITTY. Oh, well, it was the only trump I had. I shouldn't have
made it anyway.
PORTEOUS. You needn't have told them that. Now she knows exactly what
I've got.
LADY KITTY. She knew before.
PORTEOUS. How could she know?
LADY KITTY. She said she'd seen your hand.
ANNA. Oh, I didn't. I said I could see it.
LADY KITTY. Well, I naturally supposed that if she could see it she
did.
PORTEOUS. Really, Kitty, you have the most extraordinary ideas.
C.-C. Not at all. If anyone is such a fool as to show me his hand, of
course I look at it.
PORTEOUS. [_Fuming._] If you study the etiquette of bridge, you'll
discover that onlookers are expected not to interfere with the game.
C.-C. My dear Hughie, this is a matter of ethics, not of bridge.
ANNA. Anyhow, I get the game. And rubber.
TEDDIE. I claim a revoke.
PORTEOUS. Who revoked?
TEDDIE. You did.
PORTEOUS. Nonsense. I've never revoked in my life.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account