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
VINCENT [_losing control of himself and becoming violent and coarse_]
That's yer game, is it! You take me for a regler soaker. That's a bit
too thick, that is. You can go and ask for yourself in all the saloons
round here. Blimey, sometimes I don't drink nothing but water for
a week on end! Can you find anybody as has ever seen me
blue-blind-paralytic--eh? I'm one of the steady ones, I am. I has a
tiddley in the morning, like every man as is a man, to keep out the
fog; then I has a Vermouth before lunch, and a drop of something short
after, just to oil the works like--and that's the bloomin' lot. Of
course you're bound to have a Pernod before dinner to get your appetite
up; and if I go for a smoke and a wet after supper, well, it's for the
sake of a bit of company.
THERESE [_who has been jotting down figures with a pencil while he has
been talking_] Well, that's a franc a day you might have saved.
VINCENT. A franc.
THERESE [_holding out the paper to him_] Add it up.
VINCENT [_a little confused_] Oh, I'll take your word for it. I ain't
much good at sums.
THERESE. With that franc you might have put a fine lot of butter on
every round of bread.
VINCENT. Well, look here, I want a bicycle.
THERESE. Why? You live five minutes' walk from here.
VINCENT. Yes, but I want to get about a bit on Sundays.
THERESE. There's one thing you haven't thought of. You have two little
children. Who'll look after them if your wife comes to work here?
VINCENT. Don't you worry about that. You takes 'em all dirty to the
creche every morning and gets 'em back in the evenin' all tidied up.
THERESE. And who's going to get supper ready?
VINCENT [_naively_] Why, the old woman when she comes back from work.
THERESE. While you take your little drink?
VINCENT [_the same tone_] Oh, yes; I shan't hurry her up too much.
THERESE. Who'll mend your clothes?
VINCENT. Why, the old woman of course.
THERESE. When?
VINCENT. On Sundays.
THERESE. While you go off for a run on the bicycle?
VINCENT. Yes; it'll be a change for her. And at night I'll take her to
see me play billiards. [_With a change of tone_] That's all settled,
ain't it?
THERESE. Indeed, it's not.
VINCENT. Why not? Aren't you going to open a new workroom?
THERESE. Your wife has no need to work.
VINCENT. What's that got to do with you? You're taking on the others.
THERESE. The others are in want.
VINCENT. That's nothing to me. You ought to take the wives of the chaps
as works here first.
THERESE. All I can do is to mention her name at the next meeting of our
Union.
VINCENT. Oh, damn your Union--it's a fair nuisance!
THERESE. A Union is always a nuisance to somebody.
VINCENT. And you'll ask your Union not to take my old woman?
THERESE. I certainly shall.
VINCENT [_rather threateningly_] Very well. Things was more comfortable
here before you come from Paris, you know.
THERESE [_quietly_] I'm sorry.
VINCENT. And they'll be more comfortable when you take your hook back.
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