The Last of the De Mullins: A Play Without a PrefaceHankin, St. John
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The Last of the De Mullins: A Play Without a Preface
Hankin, St. John
English drama -- 20th century
Of course. What do you mean, Monty?
MONTY
I thought, as you didn’t say... _(thoughtfully)_
Poor little beast! _(Janet makes gesture of
protest.)_ Well, it’s rough luck on the
little beggar, isn’t it? What’s become of him,
Janet?
JANET
What’s _become_ of him! My dear Monty, what
should have become of him? He’s quite alive as I
said and particularly thriving.
MONTY
Do you mean he’s _living_ with you!.. But, of
course, I forgot, you’re supposed to be married.
JANET
_(correcting him)_
A widow, Monty. An inconsolable widow!
MONTY
Where is he? In London?
JANET
No. As a matter of fact he’s probably not fifty
yards away. Over there.
[_Points towards the wood._
MONTY
_(jumping up)_
Janet! _(nervously looking round)_.
JANET
_(rallying him)_
Frightened, Monty?
MONTY
Of course not _(shamefacedly)_
JANET
Just a little?
MONTY
_(regaining courage)_
Janet, let me see him.
JANET
_(amused)_
Would you like to?
MONTY
Of course I should. He’s _my_ baby as well as
yours if it comes to that. Do call him, Janet.
JANET
All right, _(calls)_ Johnny! _(pause)_ John...
ny! _[‘To Monty)_ You mustn’t tell him, you
know.
MONTY
Of course not.
JOHNNY
_(off r.)_
Yes, Mummie.
JANET
Come here for a minute. Mother wants to speak to
you.
JOHNNY
_(off)_
Very well, Mummie. _(Enters r.)_ Oh, Mummie,
I’ve found such a lot of rabbits. You must come
and see them. _(Seeing Monty for the first time,
stares at him.)_ Oh!
MONTY
Come here, youngster. Come and let me look
at you. _(Johnny goes to him slowly. Monty,
grasping both hands, draws him to him, looking
at him long and keenly.)_ He’s like you, Janet.
JANET
Is he?
MONTY
Yes. He has your eyes. So your name’s Johnny,
young man?
JOHNNY
Yes.
MONTY
Well, Johnny, will you give me a kiss? _(Monty
leans forward. He does so.)_ That’s right.
JOHNNY
And now, Mummie, come and look at my rabbits.
JANET
Not yet, dear. Mother’s busy just now.
JOHNNY
May I go back to them then?
JANET
Yes.
MONTY
Suppose I won’t let you go?
JOHNNY
I’ll make you--and so will Mummie.
MONTY
Plucky little chap. Off with you.
[_Kisses him again, then releases his hands.
Johnny trots off r. again. Monty follows him
with his eyes. Pause._
JANET
Well, Monty, what do you think of him?
MONTY
_(enthusiastic)_
I think he’s _splendid_.
JANET
_(proudly)_
Isn’t he? And such a sturdy little boy. He
weighed ten pounds before he was a month old.
I say, Janet.
MONTY
_(shyly)_
JANET
Yes?
MONTY
_(hesitates)_
You’ll let me kiss you once more, won’t you? For
the last time?... _(she hesitates)_. You don’t
mind?
JANET
_(heartily)_ .
Of course not, Monty. You’re not _married_ yet,
you know.
MONTY
JANET! My dear, dear Janet!
[_Seizes her and kisses her fiercely._
JANET
_(releasing herself gently)_
That’s enough, Monty.
MONTY
_(remorsefully)_
I’m afraid I behaved like an awful brute to you,
Janet.
JANET
_(lightly)_
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