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The Master of Mrs. Chilvers: An Improbable Comedy
作者：Jerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka), 1859-1927
体例：题 章数：77
字数：101,104 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 77 题- IMAGINED BY
- THE CAST OF “THE MASTER OF MRS. CHILVERS”
- CHARACTERS IN THE PLAY
- THE FIRST ACT
- PHOEBE. Well—
- HAKE. Not yet, miss. Shall I telephone—
- ST. HERBERT. (_Continuing_.)
- PHOEBE. Then why did the Returning Officer for Camberwell in 1885—
- ANNYS. (_Rises_. _She goes to the centre of the room_.)
- This is serious business. The next step is, of course—
- PHOEBE. We’ve got some news for you. Have you heard—
- GEOFFREY. “McCaw versus Potts!” What the—
- GEOFFREY. (_He is staggered_.) You mean—
- LADY MOGTON. It is perhaps unfortunate that the candidate selected—
- LADY MOGTON. And if not? Is the solidarity of woman—
- GEOFFREY. (_He turns away with a grunt of disgust_.)
- GEOFFREY. (_He moves away with an expression of deep annoyance_.)
- ANNYS. We must think of something. (_Laughs_.)
- GEOFFREY. Some women. Yes. I can see some capable—
- ANNYS. (_Winces_.)
- CURTAIN.
- THE SECOND ACT
- GINGER. Wot I say about the question is—
- MRS. CHINN. (_Takes back her eyes_.)
- SIGSBY. I don’t understand—
- SIGSBY. (_Pauses_.)
- GINGER. (_She begins to giggle_. _It grows into a shrill hee-haw_.)
- JAWBONES. (_He looks at her fixedly_.)
- GINGER. (_Her laugh_, _under the stern eye of_ JAWBONES, _dies away_.)
- GINGER. (_Cowed_, _but simmering_.) Chivalry! (_A shrill snort_.)
- GINGER. (_His sudden fierceness has completely cowed her_.)
- JAWBONES. You wimmin—
- GINGER. (_Starts_, _then begins to collect her etceteras_.)
- GINGER. (_She starts on a bolt for the door_.)
- GINGER. (_She still hesitates_.)
- GINGER. (_She takes off the cover_.)
- GINGER. (_Is pouring it out_.)
- GINGER. (_It is sufficient_. _She stops_.)
- GINGER. (_She takes the cup—is making for the window_.)
- GINGER. (_She obeys_.)
- GINGER. (_Snorts_.)
- GINGER. Working! (_She follows it with a shrill laugh_.)
- JAWBONES. Not always. Remember last Bank ’oliday? (_He winks_.)
- GINGER. (_She tries not to give in_.)
- JAWBONES. ’Ave a cup of tea. (_He pours it out for her_.)
- GINGER. (_The natural woman steals in—she sits_.)
- GINGER. Honour bright! Tell yer—
- ST. HERBERT. (_Having read_, _he passes it back in silence_.)
- GEOFFREY. (_The notion takes him by surprise_.)
- GEOFFREY. (_Turns_.)
- HOPPER. Good. (_He rubs his hands_. _Smiles at the others_.)
- ANNYS. I can understand your refusing, but why do you object to my—
- GEOFFREY. It is for you to choose. (_He leaves the way open to her_.)
- PHOEBE. Goodbye, old man. (_She stretches out her hand_.)
- I am so sorry. We must talk it over quietly—at home.
- SIGSBY. (_Can hardly believe his ears_.)
- CURTAIN.
- THE THIRD ACT
- GINGER. Yes, your ladyship. (_She crosses_, _opens door_.)
- GINGER. Oh, shut—
- I beg yer pardon! (_She goes out_, _closes door_.)
- LADY MOGTON. A most unnecessary remark. It will teach him—
- Oh, damn your row! (_He slams to the window_; _it was ajar_.)
- PHOEBE. Not want it! My dear girl—
- JANET. Oh, Lady Mogton—
- I say, you’re looking jolly chippy.
- MRS. MOUNTCALM-VILLIERS. Well, if it’s really—
- ANNYS. (_Looks at him puzzled_.)
- ANNYS. (_Is going to speak_.)
- JANET. (_Rushes and gets it_.)
- GEOFFREY. Thanks. (_He follows_ JAWBONES _out_.)
- CURTAIN.
- THE FOURTH ACT
- I expect that’s she. She has forgotten her key.
- HAKE. (_He seems puzzled_.) It’s a lady, sir
- ANNYS. (_She is laughing_, _crying_.) But, Geoffrey, dear—
- GEOFFREY. (_He answers with a happy laugh_, _holding her in his arms_.)