Three Plays by Granville-Barker: The Marrying of Ann Leete; The Voysey Inheritance; WasteGranville-Barker, Harley
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Three Plays by Granville-Barker: The Marrying of Ann Leete; The Voysey Inheritance; Waste
Granville-Barker, Harley
English drama
EDWARD. [_coolly._] So I conclude you mean to prosecute. For if you
don't, you've given the Colpuses a lot of unnecessary pain . . and
inflicted a certain amount of loss by telling them.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. [_naïvely._] I never thought of that. No, Edward, I
have decided not to prosecute.
EDWARD _hides his face for a moment_.
EDWARD. And I've been hoping to escape! Well . . it can't be helped
[_and he sets his teeth_.]
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. [_with touching solemnity._] I think I could not bear
to see the family I have loved brought to such disgrace.
EDWARD. So you'll compound my felony?
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. [_a little nervous._] That's only your joke!
EDWARD. You'll come to no harm.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. On the contrary. And I want to ask your pardon,
Edward, for some of the hard thoughts I have had of you. I consider this
effort of yours to restore to the firm the credit which your father lost
a very striking one. What improvements have you effected so far?
EDWARD. [_wondering what is coming now._] I took the money that my
father left . .
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. And I suppose you take the ordinary profits of the
firm?
EDWARD. Yes. It costs me very little to live.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Do you restore to the clients all round in proportion
to the amount they have lost?
EDWARD. [_cautiously._] That's the law.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. D'you think that's quite fair?
EDWARD. No, I don't.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. No, I consider the treachery to have been blacker in
some cases than in others.
EDWARD. [_his face brightening a little._] Are you going to help me in
this work of mine?
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Surely by consenting not to prosecute I am doing so.
EDWARD. Will you do no more?
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Well, as far as my own money is concerned, this is my
proposal. [_he coughs and proceeds very formally._] Considering how
absolutely I trusted your father and believed in him, I think you
should at once return me the balance of my capital that there is left.
EDWARD. [_cold again._] That is being done.
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Good. That you should continue to pay me a fair
interest upon the rest of that capital, which ought to exist and does
not. And that you should, year by year, pay me back by degrees out of
the earnings of the firm as much of that capital as you can afford. We
will agree upon the sum . . say a thousand a year. I doubt if you can
ever restore me all that I have lost, but do your best and I shan't
complain. There . . I think that is fair dealing!
EDWARD _does not take his eyes off_ MR. BOOTH _until the whole meaning
of this proposition has settled in his brain. Then, without warning, he
goes off into peals of laughter, much to the alarm of_ MR. BOOTH, _who
has never thought him over-sane_.
EDWARD. How funny! How very funny!
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Edward, don't laugh.
EDWARD. I never heard anything quite so funny!
MR. GEORGE BOOTH. Edward, stop laughing.
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