Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe: Three Plays By BrieuxBrieux, Eugène
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Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe: Three Plays By Brieux
Brieux, Eugène
French drama
FELIAT. My child, I have undertaken to say something to you that I fear
will hurt you, and it's very difficult. You know that I'm only Rene's
uncle by marriage. So it's not on my own account that I speak. I speak
for his parents.
THERESE. Don't say another word, Monsieur Feliat. I perfectly
understand. I'm going to release him from his engagement. I shall write
to him this very night.
FELIAT. My sister-in-law and her husband are most unhappy about all
this.
THERESE. I'm grateful to you all.
FELIAT. Their affection for you is not in any way diminished.
THERESE. I know.
FELIAT. And--
THERESE [_imploringly_] Please, _please_, Monsieur Feliat, don't say any
more; what's the good of it?
FELIAT. I beg your pardon, my dear. I am a little upset. I was
expecting--er, er--
THERESE. Expecting what?
FELIAT. I expected some resistance on your part, perhaps indignation. It
must be very hard for you; you were very fond of Rene.
THERESE. What's the good of talking about that? Of course he can't marry
me now that I've not got a penny.
FELIAT. You know--as a matter of fact--I--my old-fashioned ideas--well,
you go on surprising me. But this time my surprise is accompanied
by--shall I say respect?--and by sympathy. I expected tears, which would
have been very natural, because I know that your affection for Rene was
very great.
THERESE. I can keep my tears to myself.
FELIAT. Yes----Oh, I----at least----
THERESE. Let's consider it settled. Please don't talk to me about it any
more.
FELIAT. Very well. Now will you allow me to say one word to you about
your future?
THERESE. I shan't change my mind.
FELIAT. Perhaps not; all the same I want to advise you like--well, like
an old uncle. For several years you have been spending your holidays
with me at La Tremblaye. And I have a real affection for you. So you'll
listen to me?
THERESE. With all my heart.
FELIAT. You're making a mistake. Your ideas do you credit, but believe
me, you're laying up trouble for yourself in the future. [_She makes a
movement to interrupt him_] Wait. I don't want to argue. I want you to
listen to me, and I want to persuade you to follow my advice. Come to
Evreux and you may be perfectly certain that you won't be left an old
maid all your life. Even without money you'll find a husband there.
You're too pretty, too charming, too well educated not to turn the head
of some worthy gentleman. You made a sensation at the reception at the
Prefecture. If you don't know that already, I tell you so.
THERESE. I'm extremely flattered.
FELIAT. Do you know that if--well, if you decide to marry--I might--
THERESE. But I've _not_ decided to marry.
FELIAT. All right, all right, I am speaking about later on. Well, you've
seen Monsieur Baudoin and Monsieur Gambard--
THERESE. I haven't the slightest intention of--
FELIAT [_interrupting_] There's no question of anything immediate. But
for a person as wise and sensible as you are, the position of both the
one and the other deserves--
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