The Grand Cham's Diamond: A Play in One Act — John Shaqi
The Grand Cham's Diamond: A Play in One ActMonkhouse, Allan
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The Grand Cham's Diamond: A Play in One Act
Monkhouse, Allan
English drama -- 20th century; One-act plays
We might have gone out to the pictures to-night, as Mother said.
MR PERKINS
Your young man might ’ave come and found you out.
MISS PERKINS
You know he’s engaged in the evenings.
MR PERKINS
Yes, and what at?
MISS PERKINS
Never mind!
MRS PERKINS
I do think, Polly, that he ought to be a bit more open with you. What
_does_ he do?
MR PERKINS
Ay; what does Albert Watkins do?
MISS PERKINS
Never you mind!
MRS PERKINS
’E’s never told ’er.
MR PERKINS
I ’ope it’s nothin’ to be ashamed of.
MISS PERKINS
P’raps I know more than you think.
MRS PERKINS
’As ’e said?
MISS PERKINS
It’s confidential.
MR PERKINS
Oh! I know that tale.
MRS PERKINS
Well, Polly’s got ’er young man and you’ve got your business an’ out all
day seein’ people. What ’ave I got?
MR PERKINS
Well, what should y’ ’ave? What does any woman ’ave? I dunno what you’re
botherin’ about. Y’ ’ad a week at Margate this year.
MRS PERKINS
(_Derisively_.) ’Ome from ’ome!
MR PERKINS
A good woman ought to like ’er ’ome.
MRS PERKINS
I never said I didn’t like it.
MR PERKINS
Well----
MRS PERKINS
’Ome’s a place to come back to.
MISS PERKINS
Mother’s romantic. That’s what she is.
MRS PERKINS
What _is_ that, Polly? It’s a word I never rightly----
MR PERKINS
Romantic! At ’er age!
MRS PERKINS
You know what it is, do y’?
MR PERKINS
It’s penny dreadfuls and the pictures and gassin’ about love and the
deep blue sea.
MRS PERKINS
Well, y’ might do worse.
MR PERKINS
Whatever’s come over ’er?
MRS PERKINS
I’ve always thought I should like to travel.
MISS PERKINS
(_At her puzzle._) I think there’s a bit missing.
MRS PERKINS
Eh? A bit missin’? That’s the way with me; there’s always bin a bit
missin’.
MR PERKINS
I dunno why y’re startin’ like this now. Y’ve ’ad all these years to
settle down in. What’s come over yer?
MRS PERKINS
Eh! Don’t ask me. I think ’er Albert’s comin’ about ’as unsettled me.
MISS PERKINS
Albert!
MRS PERKINS
Well, I see ’im an’ you and I think what might ’a’ been.
MR PERKINS
What’s that?
MRS PERKINS
Well, I was young onct.
MR PERKINS
But y’re not now.
MRS PERKINS
You’ve no call to throw it in m’ teeth.
MR PERKINS
Teeth indeed!
MRS PERKINS
Don’t be insultin’, Mr Perkins.
MR PERKINS
I wasn’t bein’.
MRS PERKINS
Yes, y’ was.
MISS PERKINS
I don’t see why Albert should unsettle you.
MRS PERKINS
If I was you I’d want to know ’ow ’e spends ’is evenings.
MISS PERKINS
It’s no business of yours, Ma.
MR PERKINS
It’ll be some bus’ness of mine. I think it’s about time Albert spoke to
me.
MISS PERKINS
Spoke to you?
MR PERKINS
Placed ’is position an’ prospects before me.
MISS PERKINS
Well, I believe he’s a confidential agent.
MRS PERKINS
A what!
MR PERKINS
What sort of a’ agent?
MISS PERKINS
It’s confidential--or financial p’raps.
MR PERKINS
He’s kiddin’ yer.
MRS PERKINS
Do they work at night?
MISS PERKINS
I’ve always understood that Rothschilds and people like that did this
business at parties--on the quiet.
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