Produced by Donald Lainson THE WOLVES AND THE LAMB By William Makepeace Thackeray DRAMATIS PERSONAE. MR. HORACE MILLIKEN, a Widower, a wealthy City Merchant. GEORGE MILLIKEN, a Child, his Son. CAPTAIN TOUCHIT, his Friend. CLARENCE KICKLEBURY, brother to Milliken's late Wife. JOHN HOWELL, M's Butler and confidential Servant. CHARLES PAGE, Foot-boy. BULKELEY, Lady Kicklebury's Servant. MR. BONNINGTON. Coachman, Cabman; a Bluecoat Boy, another Boy (Mrs. Prior's Sons). LADY KICKLEBURY, Mother-in-law to Milliken. MRS. BONNINGTON, Milliken's Mother (married again). MRS. PRIOR. MISS PRIOR, her Daughter, Governess to Milliken's Children. ARABELLA MILLIKEN, a Child. MARY BARLOW, School-room Maid. A grown-up Girl and Child of Mrs. Prior's, Lady K.'s Maid, Cook. THE WOLVES AND THE LAMB. ACT I. Scene.--MILLIKEN'S villa at Richmond; two drawing-rooms opening into one another. The late MRS. MILLIKEN'S portrait over the mantel-piece; bookcases, writing-tables, piano, newspapers, a handsomely furnished saloon. The back-room opens, with very large windows, on the lawn and pleasure-ground; gate, and wall--over which the heads of a cab and a carriage are seen, as persons arrive. Fruit, and a ladder on the walls. A door to the dining-room, another to the sleeping-apartments, &c. JOHN.--Everybody out; governor in the city; governess (heigh-ho!) walking in the Park with the children; ladyship gone out in the carriage. Let's sit down and have a look at the papers. Buttons fetch the Morning Post out of Lady Kicklebury's room. Where's the Daily News, sir? PAGE.--Think it's in Milliken's room. JOHN.--Milliken! you scoundrel! What do you mean by Milliken? Speak of your employer as your governor if you like; but not as simple Milliken. Confound your impudence! you'll be calling me Howell next. PAGE.--Well! I didn't know. YOU call him Milliken. JOHN.--Because I know him, because I'm intimate with him, because there's not a secret he has but I may have it for the asking; because the letters addressed to Horace Milliken, Esq., might as well be addressed John Howell, Esq., for I read 'em, I put 'em away and docket 'em, and remember 'em. I know his affairs better than he does: his income to a shilling, pay his tradesmen, wear his coats if I like. I may call Mr. Milliken what I please; but not YOU, you little scamp of a clod-hopping ploughboy. Know your station and do your business, or you don't wear THEM buttons long, I promise you. [Exit Page.]