The Schoolmistress: A Farce in Three ActsPinero, Arthur Wing
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The Schoolmistress: A Farce in Three Acts
Pinero, Arthur Wing
Comedy plays; English drama -- 19th century
Without us your party must fail, for we command the servants. Let it be
a compact--your soirée shall be our soirée, and our soirée your soirée.
QUECKETT.
And if I indignantly decline?
PEGGY.
[_Solemnly._] Consider, Mr. Queckett--your Christmas holidays are to
be passed with us. Think in which direction your comfort and freedom
lie--in friendship or in enmity? Even now, Ermyntrude Johnson is
trimming the holly with one of your razors.
QUECKETT.
But what explanation could I give Mr. Mallory of your presence here?
PEGGY.
Every detail has been considered. You are our bachelor uncle.
QUECKETT.
Uncle!
PEGGY.
We are your four nieces.
[_Queckett looks up--is tickled by the idea, and bursts out laughing.
Peggy joins._]
I don't see why that shouldn't be rather jolly.
PEGGY.
[_Roguishly._] D'ye consent?
QUECKETT.
Can't help myself--can I?
PEGGY.
[Delighted] That you can't.
QUECKETT.
Let's be friends, then--shall we? Have you girls got any money?
PEGGY.
No. Have you?
QUECKETT.
No! that is, all mine's invested.
MISS DYOTT.
[_Outside._] Tyler, fetch a cab. [_Queckett makes a bolt from the room,
and Peggy vigorously re-arranges the furniture as Miss Dyott enters,
dressed as if for a journey, and carrying her umbrella and hand-bag
again. _] Where is my husband?
PEGGY.
[_Looking about her._] Your hand-bag, Miss Dyott? [_Queckett
re-enters._]
MISS DYOTT.
Still in your overcoat, dear?
QUECKETT.
Of course, Carrie. I'll drive with you to Paddington.
MISS DYOTT.
No, no--I insist on going alone.
QUECKETT.
[_Taking off his coat with alacrity._] Oh, Carrie, I am disappointed!
[_Dinah, Gwendoline, and Ermyntrude come through the hall, into the
room, and form a group. Jane enters the hall. Tyler joins her there._]
MISS DYOTT.
Miss Hesslerigge--young ladies. I regret to say I am compelled to--to
quit Volumnia House for a time. The length of my absence depends upon
how long it runs--[_correcting herself in confusion_]--upon how long it
runs to it, to employ a colloquialism of the vulgar. But I depart with
a light heart, because I leave my husband in authority. He will find a
trusty lieutenant in Miss Hesslerigge. Ladies, to abandon for the moment
our mother tongue, _Je vous embrasse de tout mon cour--soyez sages!_
GIRLS.
[_Together._] Au revoir, Mademoiselle Dyott! Bon voyage, Mademoiselle
Dyott! [_Peggy joins the Girls and they talk earnestly. A Cabman is
seen carrying out the boxes from the hall, assisted by Tyler. Miss Dyott
produces some paper packets of money from her hand-bag._]
MISS DYOTT.
[_As she gives the packets to Queckett._] Vere, the house-agent
will apply for the rent--there it is. Our fire insurance expired
yesterday--post the premium to the Eagle Office at once. Jane's wages
are due next week--deduct for the broken water bottle. When you need
exercise, dear one, tidy up the back yard--the recreation ground. A
charwoman assists Jane on Fridays--three quarters of a day, and leaves
before her tea. Good-bye, Vere.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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