The Squire: An Original Comedy in Three ActsPinero, Arthur Wing
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The Squire: An Original Comedy in Three Acts
Pinero, Arthur Wing
Comedy plays; English drama -- 19th century
{Eric.} _(aside--reading inscription)_ "Kate's love
to Eric." Oh! by Jove, I forgot! _(he crams cigar
case hurriedly into his pocket; Kate crosses to Dor.
L. C. with coat. Eric saunters over to garden seat R.
and sits. Kate assists Dor. to put on his coat)_
{Eric.} _(lazily)_ I really must give up walking,
I'm quite knocked up.
{Dormer.} The British officer seems very easily
knocked up.
_(Kate gets L., behind table.)_
{Eric.} The British officer, at whose expense so
many people make merry, is a mild creature in
"piping times of peace"--no offence to the clay,
parson.
_(Eric lights a cigar. Dor. crosses to R., C., to speak
to him. Kate looks on anxiously, fearing a
quarrel.)_
{Dormer.} And in times of war, sir?
{Eric.} The British officer, I am credibly informed,
is a demon when roused, _(putting his legs up on
garden seat)_ I have never been roused. You don't
like my profession, parson?
{Dormer.} No, sir, I do not.
{Eric.} I often wish my mother had made me a
parson.
{Dormer.} Why, sir?
{Eric.} Because, sir, a clergyman is the only man
in the world privileged to be rude on the subject of
another person's calling.
_(Kate approaches them.)_
{Dormer.} A clergyman, sir, is a professional
truth-teller.
{Eric.} I've known a common soldier to be a practical
one.
{Dormer.} I recognize no profession which creates
idlers.
{Eric.} My dear parson, it is the most industrious
people who never really do anything. After all, the
bees only make honey--and how exceedingly well
everybody could get on without honey.
{Dormer.} An idler, sir, often does mischief
against his will!
{Kate.} _(laying her hand on his sleeve)_ Mr. Dormer,
don't.
{Dormer.} And brings evil into a region where the
very purity of the air nourishes it! Mr. Thorndyke,
beware of idling! Miss Verity, beware of idlers.
Good-day, sir. _(crosses to table L., for hat, and then
goes up to archway. Kate gets to R., of him)_
{Eric.} _(closing his eyes with fatigue)_ Must you
really go? _(takes out "Sporting Times")_
{Kate.} _(soothingly)_ You'll come again, Mr.
Dormer--some day, when Mr. Thorndyke isn't here.
{Dormer.} _(in an undertone)_ If I come again, see
that it be then.
{Kate.} What do you mean?
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