Waste: A Tragedy, In Four ActsGranville-Barker, Harley
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Waste: A Tragedy, In Four Acts
Granville-Barker, Harley
Adultery -- Drama; Politicians -- Drama; Women's rights -- Drama
FARRANT. He sees that. But then he says ... to go to the country again
having bolstered up Education and quarrelled with everybody will be bad
enough ... to go having spent fifty millions on it will dish us all for our
lifetimes.
HORSHAM. What does he propose?
FARRANT. He'll offer to draft another bill and take it through himself. He
says ... do as many good turns as we can with the money ... don't put it all
on one horse.
BLACKBOROUGH. He's your man, Horsham. That's one difficulty settled.
HORSHAM'S _thoughts are evidently beyond_ BLACKBOROUGH, _beyond the
absent_ PERCIVAL _even._
HORSHAM. Oh ... any of us could carry that sort of a bill.
CANTELUPE _has heard this last passage with nothing less than horror
and pale anger, which he contains no longer._
CANTELUPE. I won't have this. I won't have this opportunity frittered away
for party purposes.
BLACKBOROUGH. [_Expostulating reasonably._] My dear Cantelupe ... you'll get
whatever you think it right for the Church to have. You carry a solid thirty
eight votes with you.
HORSHAM'S _smooth voice intervenes. He speaks with finesse._
HORSHAM. Percival, as an old campaigner, expresses himself very roughly. The
point is, that we are after all only the trustees of the party. If we know
that a certain step will decimate it ... clearly we have no right to take
the step.
CANTELUPE. [_Glowing to white heat._] Is this a time to count the
consequences to ourselves?
HORSHAM. [_Unkindly._] By your action this evening, Charles, you evidently
think not. [_He salves the wound._] No matter, I agree with you ... the
bill should be a comprehensive one, whoever brings it in.
BLACKBOROUGH. [_Not without enjoyment of the situation._] Whoever brings it
in will have to knuckle under to Percival over its finance.
FARRANT. Trebell won't do that. I warned Percival.
HORSHAM. Then what did he say?
FARRANT. He only swore.
HORSHAM _suddenly becomes peevish._
HORSHAM. I think, Farrant, you should have given me this message before.
FARRANT. My dear Horsham, what had it to do with our request to O'Connell?
HORSHAM. [_Scolding the company generally._] Well then, I wish he hadn't
sent it. I wish we were not discussing these points at all. The proper time
for them is at a cabinet meeting. And when we have actually assumed the
responsibilities of government ... then threats of resignation are not
things to be played about with.
FARRANT. Did you expect Percival's objection to the finance of the scheme?
HORSHAM. Perhaps ... perhaps. I knew Trebell was to see him last Tuesday. I
expect everybody's objections to any parts of every scheme to come at a time
when I am in a proper position to reconcile them ... not now.
_Having vented his grievances he sits down to recover._ BLACKBOROUGH
_takes advantage of the ensuing pause._
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