The Red Light of Mars; or, A Day in the Life of the Devil: A Philosophical ComedyBronson-Howard, George
Philosophy
The Red Light of Mars; or, A Day in the Life of the Devil: A Philosophical Comedy
Bronson-Howard, George
Devil -- Drama; Long Island (N.Y.) -- Drama
Now see here—all of you. Here am I—Addington Agnus—the biggest
scientist in the world today. And here is Fanny Felix—a mere girl. And
because I suddenly realize my own importance and her lack of it, even
you (_reproachfully to Mrs. Felix_) think I am mad. Think, woman, think!
MRS. FELIX (_gasping_)
But, Addington—people don’t change their entire personalities in half
an hour—not naturally—
AGNUS (_eagerly_)
Of course they don’t! _You_ see it—
MAGNUS (_disregarding Agnus_)
Since the Doctor seems to know his own mind at last, I think we had
better leave him before he changes it again—this being the third change
in an hour—
THE DEVIL
Don’t go, Mr. Magnus. I’ve got something important to say to you. (_To
Fanny_) You can go, though—
[_Fanny has been so dumfounded since The Devil stigmatized her as a
“mere girl” that she has been unable to move._
THE DEVIL
Take her along, Mrs. Felix. Try to train her better—
MAGNUS
Dr. Agnus—when you grossly insult two ladies—my friends—
THE DEVIL (_impatiently_)
Well, why don’t they go, then?
FANNY (_recovering herself with an effort_)
Mr. Magnus—I—(_starts for door and opens it_)
[_The Devil has turned back, not even waiting to see Fanny go. Agnus,
half starting to detain her, half holding back, is altogether wild.
Mrs. Felix tugs at Fanny from the outside._
FANNY (_in a carefully restrained voice_)
Mr. Magnus!
MAGNUS
Coming! (_Starts to go_)
THE DEVIL
A moment, Mr. Magnus. (_Eyes him steadily_)
[_Magnus’s eyes waver._
MRS. FELIX (_coldly_)
When you come to your senses, Fanny, you will find me at Olive’s. (_She
goes out_)
FANNY
Mr. Magnus, will you pardon me—a moment. I have one last word to say to
this gentleman—one last word—
THE DEVIL
May it be true; but I’m afraid not.—In here, Mr. Magnus. (_Opens hall
door_)
[_Magnus attempts to meet The Devil’s gaze and fails. He goes out._
THE DEVIL (_takes out his watch_)
Now, one minute is all I can give you.
[_Fanny, restraining herself as before, points to Agnus._
THE DEVIL
Here, Schwartzenhopfel, get out!
AGNUS (_wildly_)
I will not! Fanny—this is all a mistake. This man is not me—not I, I
mean—not—
FANNY (_bitterly_)
Two lunatics!
THE DEVIL (_hustles Agnus to stairway_)
Get out!
AGNUS (_protesting_)
Fanny, I can explain everything—
[_The Devil pushes him up. Agnus ascends the stairs stumblingly._
THE DEVIL (_looks at his watch again—then at Fanny inquiringly; holds
watch in hand_) One minute.
FANNY
You lack even the commonest instincts of decency. I’m ashamed to think
my name was ever linked with yours.
THE DEVIL (_does not take eyes from the watch during the following
colloquy_) Twenty-two and one-half seconds gone.
FANNY (_raging_)
I only want you to know that I loathe and despise you. Thank Heaven,
I’m cured of my infatuation. If I were to hear you were dead, it
wouldn’t matter to me any more than the death of any other blackguard I
had the misfortune to know—
THE DEVIL
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