The Red Light of Mars; or, A Day in the Life of the Devil: A Philosophical Comedy — John Shaqi
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
Ah, you know blackguards, do you? Thirty-nine and two-thirds seconds
gone—
FANNY
What I could have seen in you at any time I don’t know—I wonder at
myself—and I laugh—yes, laugh, I tell you—laugh to think I could have
been so taken in. I hate you! I hate you!! I hate you!!!
AGNUS (_who has crept down the stairs, reënters_)
Fanny, don’t say that—
[_The Devil picks up from table behind him a brass ornament and throws
it—his other hand still holding the watch as before. Agnus disappears
in order to dodge the ornament._
FANNY (_raging on through this by-play which she does not observe_) I
am going now, never to return. If you should see me again, look the
other way unless you wish to be cut before the whole world.
THE DEVIL (_snapping watch_)
Minute’s up. (_He goes to the door to admit Magnus_)
FANNY (_detaining him_)
I haven’t finished yet. (_She changes her attitude_)
THE DEVIL
Oh! you want another minute, eh? (_Takes out his watch again and
regards it steadily_)
FANNY
Don’t think I wish to detain you—Oh, no! (_She laughs sarcastically_)
Oh, no indeed!
THE DEVIL (_following the second hand of watch with finger while
echoing the laugh_) Oh—indeed not! Another ten seconds gone.
FANNY
I only didn’t want your sleep to be troubled—if people without
consciences are ever troubled. I didn’t want your sleep to be troubled,
I say, with the thought of any girl sobbing in secret. My heart is
quite whole, thank you. I have been simply playing a game all along.
You flattered yourself I loved you. (_Laughs almost successfully_) Oh,
the egotism of you men—
THE DEVIL
And half a minute gone.
FANNY
I never loved you—
AGNUS (_who has crept cautiously down again_)
Don’t say that, Fanny!
[_The Devil throws another brass ornament in the same way as before.
Agnus disappears, dodging._
FANNY (_talking on through this incident, which also goes unnoticed by
her_) Girls must marry somebody, you know—somebody—not that you should
be too much flattered by being called somebody—
THE DEVIL
Thirty-five seconds—and a third—
FANNY (_at a loss_)
No, indeed—(_Pauses_)
THE DEVIL
Oh, yes, I assure you—thirty-five and a third—forty, now—
FANNY
I never loved you—
THE DEVIL
You said that before—
FANNY (_viciously_)
And now I hate you—
THE DEVIL
You said that, too. You seem to be running out of ideas. Fifty-three
seconds gone, but I used three seconds myself and hereby credit you
with them. Fifty—
FANNY
I am going—
THE DEVIL
And—quite a coincidence—so is the time—
FANNY (_raging again_)
I am going, nev—
THE DEVIL
“’er to return.” Aren’t you going to say _anything_ new?—Too late!
Minute’s up! (_Starts for Magnus_)
FANNY (_still unbelievingly_)
You’ll let me go like this—without a word—
THE DEVIL
Without a _word_!
FANNY
Do you realize I am going out of your life forever—
THE DEVIL (_sighing heavily_)
What a chance!
FANNY
Well—I am—I’m going—
THE DEVIL
“Never to return”—don’t say it again—
FANNY
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