"This was a man" : $b A comedy in three actsCoward, Noël
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"This was a man" : $b A comedy in three acts
Coward, Noël
Comedy plays; English drama (Comedy) -- 20th century; Triangles (Interpersonal relations) -- Drama
Meaning that I have no initiative of my own anyhow?
CAROL
Exactly.
EDWARD
That’s charming of you—and fits in beautifully with your behavior during
the last year.
CAROL
Are you in love with me still?
EDWARD
Do you expect me to be?
CAROL
Are you?
EDWARD
No, Carol.
CAROL
I see.
EDWARD
All of which is beside the point.
CAROL
No, it isn’t. If you loved me you’d never say such things to me.
EDWARD
I admit that it would be more comfortable for you if I just suffered and
suffered in silence.
CAROL
You’re too unemotional to be capable of any suffering.
EDWARD
Do you imagine you’re putting up a good defense for yourself?
CAROL
I’m not attempting to.
EDWARD
That brings us to my ultimatum.
CAROL
[_With a forced laugh_]
Ultimatum! Really Edward!
EDWARD
You’ve been unfaithful to me three times during the past year—Maurice
Verney, Geoffrey Poole, and now Harry Challoner!
CAROL
[_Blanching slightly_]
Edward!
EDWARD
All three married men, which adds considerably to the general sordidness
of the whole business.
CAROL
[_Losing control_]
I will _not_ be spoken to like this!
EDWARD
[_With sudden force_]
Be quiet! Do you still deny it?
CAROL
[_More dimly_]
No.
EDWARD
That’s better.
CAROL
[_Sullenly_]
I’m sorry.
EDWARD
That’s too sudden to be convincing.
CAROL
[_Breaking up slightly; after a long pause_]
What are you going to do?
EDWARD
Wait until next time.
CAROL
Next time?
EDWARD
Yes.
CAROL
And what then?
EDWARD
I shall divorce you.
CAROL
Edward!
EDWARD
I mean it. Whether the man happens to be married or single will not make
the slightest difference.
CAROL
[_Looking down_]
I see.
EDWARD
Is that quite clear?
CAROL
Quite.
EDWARD
Incidentally, I wish you to give up Harry Challoner entirely. I object to
you even being seen with such a second-rate bounder.
CAROL
[_Looking at him_]
Very well.
EDWARD
We’ll both do our best to forget the whole thing. We can get along
perfectly well together with a little effort.
CAROL
There’s no more, is there?
EDWARD
No, that’s all.
[_CAROL goes slowly toward the door in silence. Her expression is very
thoughtful. When she reaches the door she turns._]
CAROL
[_In a different voice_]
Edward.
EDWARD
Yes?
CAROL
Please forgive me.
EDWARD
Forgiveness in this case is surely rather unimportant.
CAROL
Oh, please, please—
[_She bursts into tears and goes toward him_]
EDWARD
Now then, Carol—
CAROL
[_Standing in front of him weeping_]
You must forgive me—you must!
EDWARD
All right.
CAROL
I didn’t love any of them—I swear I didn’t.
EDWARD
[_Turning away irritably_]
Oh, Carol—
CAROL
You’ve been utterly indifferent to me for ages.
EDWARD
Naturally.
CAROL
No, but before—I mean before—last year you stopped loving me.
EDWARD
Please don’t go on like this.
CAROL
It’s true—it’s true. I was lonely.
EDWARD
Don’t talk such utter nonsense.
CAROL
[_Working herself up_]
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