The Trysting Place: A Farce in One Act — John Shaqi
The Trysting Place: A Farce in One ActTarkington, Booth
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The Trysting Place: A Farce in One Act
Tarkington, Booth
American drama -- 20th century; Farces; Hotels -- Drama; Man-woman relationships -- Drama
Hush! (_She has checked an impulse to rise and fly; and now,
affecting carelessness, she brushes her left sleeve with her right
hand, crosses her knees, swings her foot, whistles an operatic air
and looks at the ceiling. Mrs. Briggs enters at the left, frowning.
Jessie addresses her cheerfully._) Back again, Mamma? Where’s
Lancelot?
MRS. BRIGGS (_in an annoyed tone_)
I don’t know. I thought you were going straight to your room.
JESSIE
Oh, I am.
MRS. BRIGGS
Have you just been sitting here alone?
JESSIE
Mrs. Curtis came back a minute ago looking for the child.
MRS. BRIGGS
Yes; I saw _her_. Wasn’t anyone else--
JESSIE (_carelessly_)
Oh, yes; that Mr. Ingoldsby was here, too.
MRS. BRIGGS
He was? (_She looks at her watch and then toward the corridor on the
left._) You told me you were very tired and were going straight to
your room.
JESSIE (_casually_)
Oh, well, I feel rested now.
MRS. BRIGGS
You should lie down before dressing for dinner.
JESSIE
Why don’t _you_ do that, Mamma? You know how it brightens you up.
MRS. BRIGGS (_frowning_)
Brightens me up? Really!
JESSIE
Oh, I don’t mean like a _terribly_ aged person; but a nap every day’s
a good thing for everybody.
MRS. BRIGGS (_stiffly_)
I _took_ a nap after lunch. Really, it’s time you went.
JESSIE
Oh, I’ll just sit around a while longer. I rather like to just sit
around and do nothing, like this.
MRS. BRIGGS
You _said_ you were going, and you ought to do things when you say
you’re going to do them.
JESSIE
But _why_? Why can’t I just sit around here a little longer if I want
to?
MRS. BRIGGS
Because you said you--
JESSIE
Oh, what if I did! Haven’t I got a right to change my mind?
MRS. BRIGGS
I insist on your lying down for half an hour before you dress for
dinner. What makes you so obstinate about it? Have you any _reason_
for wishing not to do this simple thing? Is there anything you’re
trying to conceal from me, Jessie?
JESSIE (_rising hastily_)
Certainly not!
MRS. BRIGGS (_severely_)
You haven’t any particular reason for staying here and not going to
your room as you said you would?
JESSIE
No!
MRS. BRIGGS
Then--
JESSIE
Oh, I’ll go; but I don’t understand why you make such a point of it!
MRS. BRIGGS (_a little flustered_)
A point of it? I? I’m not making a point of it! I don’t at all,
except--except for your health.
JESSIE (_going_)
My _health_! (_She halts._) What nonsense!
MRS. BRIGGS
Your health is the only thing to consider. You’ve started; why don’t
you _go_?
JESSIE
But what’s the _hurry_?
MRS. BRIGGS
Hurry? Oh, none! I just meant, as you _are_ going, why shouldn’t you
_go_ and get it over?
JESSIE
What makes you so queer?
MRS. BRIGGS (_with quiet severity_)
Queer? You call your mother queer? It seems to me you’re the one
that’s behaving queerly. Jessie, is there anything you’re trying to--
JESSIE
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