The Gay Lord Quex: A Comedy in Four ActsPinero, Arthur Wing
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The Gay Lord Quex: A Comedy in Four Acts
Pinero, Arthur Wing
Comedy plays; English drama -- 19th century
He's on the leads, Miss Fullgarney, smoking a cigarette.
SOPHY.
[_Running across to the window._] Get my bag of tools ready! sharp!
[MISS HUDDLE _and_ MISS LIMBIRD _go out;_ SOPHY _opens the window and
calls._] Valma! Valma! Valma!
[MISS MOON _returns with_ SOPHY'S _hat, coat, gloves and umbrella._
MISS MOON.
Your things, Miss Fullgarney.
SOPHY.
[_Taking them from her._] Send for a hansom--a smart one.
[MISS MOON _runs out as_ VALMA _enters at the window._
SOPHY.
[_Breathlessly._] Valma--Valma, love! I've got an invite down to
Richmond--Lady Owbridge--she's asked me specially! I'm going home to my
place to smarten-up. Isn't it jolly? [_In an outburst._] Oh, love, you
might give-up for to-day, and take me down!
VALMA.
May I?
SOPHY.
May you! Your hat--get your hat! you'll find me outside in a cab.
[_He hurries away._
MISS LIMBIRD, _carrying a leather bag, enters, followed by_ MISS
CLARIDGE _and_ MISS HUDDLE.
SOPHY.
[_As she, with the aid of her girls, pins on her hat and scrambles into
her coat._] You know, girls, many a silly person's head would be turned
at being asked to a place like Fauncey Court--as a guest, bear in mind.
But there, the houses I've been in!--it's nothing to me. Still,
specially invited by the Countess of Owbridge herself--! [_Putting her
feet in turn upon a chair and hitching up her stockings._] I shall just
make rather a favour of manicuring Mrs. Jack. One doesn't go visiting to
cut Mrs. Jack's claws. Gloves! Thank goodness, the evenings are long!
they say it's simply heavenly at Fauncey Court--simply heaven--[_She
breaks off abruptly, staring straight before her. Under her breath._]
Oh--! Fauncey Court--Lord Quex--!
MISS CLARIDGE.
What's the matter, Miss Fullgarney.
SOPHY.
N--n--nothing.
MISS MOON.
[_Entering._] Cab, Miss Fullgarney!
SOPHY.
[_In an altered voice._] Bag. [_She takes her bag from_ MISS LIMBIRD
_and walks away, rather slowly, with her head down. Quietly, without
turning._] See you in the morning, girls.
THE FOUR GIRLS.
Good afternoon, Miss Fullgarney.
[SOPHY _goes out._
END OF THE FIRST ACT.
THE SECOND ACT
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