Hubert Henry Davies LADY EPPING'S LAW SUIT A COMEDY IN THKEE ACTS Walter H. Baker 6 Co.. Boston a. W. Imero's Paps J&tite, so ing, and his elegant and ac- complished countess. For an hour or so I sat chatting with our dramatist's chai'ming wife. The time passed so agreeably that I had almost forgotten my mission till my eye lit on the handsome ormolu clock which adorned the mantel. ' Tempus fugit,' I said laughing. Mrs. Hughes laughed too, and just then " [Paul Hughes enters from the garden folloived hy Evelyn. Paul is a man about thirty. He looks like any other well-dressed., well-hred London w^an., and shows no signs of heing an anthor either in dress or manner. He comes to Miss Ferris and they shake hands. Paul. Good-afternoon. It's very good of you to come all this way. I hope you are going to let me off easily. lad y epping's la wsuit i 3 Miss Fereis. [^Laughing.'] Oh, that's very good. " Let me off easily " ; I must jot that down, [^Makes a shorthand note.'] " Let me off easily." I should like to hear that spoken from the stage. [Paul glances at Evelyn and smiles.'] Sup- pose we begin. " !No one was more surprised than I that the public should see anything in my poor little play." [She writes in her note-hook. Paul. [Embarrassed.] Oh — well — if you like. Evelyn. Paul ! You are not going to let that go in ? We always knew you'd have a great success. Paul. Yes, dear, but that wouldn't look well in an interview. [Quickly to Miss Ferris.] Don't say I said that. Miss Ferris. Very well. What decided you to adopt the career of a dramatist ? Paul. Want of cash. Evelyn. Ambition. [She thumps Paul. 14 LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT Paul. [Hastily.'] Oh, yes — ambition. Miss Feeris. [ W7'iting.'\ " The fierce devouring flame of creation burning within me." Paul. Don't make it look as if / said that. It sounds so silly. Make it look as if you said it. Evelyn. [ To Paul.] Wouldn't you like to write your own interview, Paul ? Paul. {In a tohisper to Evelyn as Miss Ferris writes.'] Take care, dear. All this is going into print. I want you to appear as the hum- ble and adoring wife of a man of genius. Miss Ferris. It may truthfully be said " you awoke to find yourself famous." Evelyn. He knew it before he went to sleep. Miss Ferris. Now something about early struggles. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 1 5 Paul. I'm sorry to say I never starved in a garret. Miss Feeeis. Just as well. The garret is out of date. Paul. Of course I worked very hard for ten years or so. Miss Feeeis. [ Wr'itiiig.'] Did ten years' hard labour ! Paul. [Protesting loudly.'] ^o ! Miss Feeeis. Of course not. That would make you appear too old. Can you recall any amusing incident among your early experiences ? Paul. I — remember one day — when I went fish- ing EvELYIf. Don't attempt it, dear. You are not good at stories. Miss Feeeis. Of course you are besieged by managers ? 1 6 lady ep ping's lawsuit Paul. [Looking doubtfully at 'EYB'LYi>i.'] Er . . . EvELYJSr. [Promptly to Miss Fekeis,] Yes. You can put that in. Miss Fekris. Your favourite flower ? Paul. The petunia. Evelyn. [Thuirvping him and irritated.] Oh 1 Miss Ferris. Sports and pastimes ? Paul. I'm fond of riding. [ While Miss Ferris makes a note Eve- lyn speaks in an undertone to Paul. Evelyn. Darling, I think that sounds a little preten- tious when you only had your first lesson last week. Paul. Darling, this is my interview. [To Miss Ferris.] I'm rather keen on golf. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 17 Miss Feeris. A crack golfsman ! Now we've heard about your recreations tell us something about your work. Do you write all night, for instance, with a wet towel round your head ? Paul. Of course not. Miss Ferris. Though we are all so in love with your comedy, Mr. Hughes, we hope you are going to give us a serious play. Paul. No one seems to think a play is serious unless it's about unpleasant people. However if you'll give me time I'll show you some most objec- tionable specimens of both sexes, and prove that all our English principles are wrong. I don't want people to think 1 have no ideas. Miss Ferris. Are you going to write a classic ? Paul. You can't write a classic till you are dead. Miss Ferris. What are your views on the future of the British Drama '? 1 8 lady ep pings lawsuit Paul. \Cougliing and hracing himself to delwer a speech he has evidently got off hy heart. ~\ The British Drama is passing through a most critical stage. The flippancy of the age and the lateness of dinner are dealing death blows at serious, thoughtful work. But already we behold abundant signs that a brighter epoch is at hand. . . . Miss Feekis. [Quickly interrupting.'] Thank you. Now the snapshots. [She goes to the door and calls.] Mr. Pearson! Evelyn. Snapshots ! You are not going to be snapped ? Paul. It's no use half doing it. Evelyn. Oh! [Enter Me. Peaeson. H^e is a busi- nesslike young nuui with a camera. Miss Feeeis. This is our Mr. Pearson. lady epping's lawsuit 1 9 Paul. How d'you do ? Miss Ferris. Now — standing up in a natural attitude first. This is "Good-morning. Glad to see you." Look pleasant, please. [Paul obeys instructions. Pearson snaps Paul with the camera. Pearson. Thank you. Miss Ferris. {Pointing to a chair.'] Fling yourself down there in a posture of despair for " Oh, dear, I can't work to-day somehow." Paul. [Oheying instructions.'] Will this do? [Evelyn laughs. Paul glances at Evelyn and laughs.] Don't laugh. I'm trying to look like a great thinker. Miss Ferris. {Arranging Paul in a post^ire of despair wuh his head on his hand.] A little more so — yes — thank you — let me see — so — ^yes — thank you. Pearson, Ready ? 20 LADV EP PINGS LAWSUIT Paul. 'M! [Pearson snaps the camera at Paul, then turns to Miss Feeeis. Peaeson. One at the books, don't you think ? Miss Feeeis. Yes. "My silent friends." {To Paul.] Stand there, please. ^Points to some hool:s^ One hand on the books. Now — smile intelli- gently at Mr. Pearson. [Paul smiles intelligently at Peaeson. Peaeson snaps the camera. Peaeson. Thank you. Miss Feeeis. Shall we do one in the garden ? [Paul, Miss Feeeis and Peaeson go towards the window. EvELYN faces them. Evelyn. Oh, no, Paul. Not where all those people can see you. Miss Feeeis. Just as you like. We can do the one in the garden in the house. [She points to the sofa.] LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 21 Suppose you sit there — in a sprawling summer- like attitude. [Paul sprawls on the sofa,'] Mr. Pearson will fill in the shrubs and a sun-dial afterwards. [She arranges Paul's head and jmgers.'] Frown, please. Remember you've got the sun in your eyes. [Paul frowns.] Very good. Peaeson. Extremely pretty. [Evelyn shows signs of great irritation. Pearson, snapping camera at Paul.] Thank you. Miss Ferris. Now one with your wife. Evelyn. No I Miss Ferris. [Joyfully?^ One with the baby. [Paul and Evelyn look at each other extremely disconcerted. Paul. It isn't here. [Pearson smothers a giggle. Miss Ferris frowns at hi/m. Miss Ferris. Never mind then. I think we have enough, so I won't take up any more of your valuable time. 22 lady ep ping's lawsuit Paul. [ShaJciny hands.'] Good-bye. Miss Fereis. Good-bye. I am sure the public will be deeply impressed by all you've said. Good- day, Mrs. Hughes. Evelyn. [BowingJ] Good-day. Miss Ferris. Come, Mr. Pearson. {^Exit Miss Ferris. Pearson hows and follows her off. Evelyn. Oh, the shame — the humiliation ! Paul. Nonsense, dear. It's nothing worse than a bore. Evelyn. You loved it. Paul. \_Idly turning the pages of a hook.] One may as well make the best of it. Evelyn. But in the old days you said that advertising one's self with interviews and snapshots was so contemptible. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 23 Paul. No one wanted to interview me or snap me then. Evelyn. Don't change, Paul. Paul. Of course not, dear — but it's not my fault if the press wants to make an idol of me. Evelyn. [Indignantly.'] An idol! You mean an Aunt Sally! Paul. Keally, Evelyn, I don't think you should speak so to a public man. With new dignities come new duties. They have a right to know exactly what I'm like. Evelyn. Who? Paul. The people ! Evelyn. Oh, Paul — how can you talk like that ? The other day a monkey was interviewed — think of it — a monkey. 24 LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT Paul. They say it has genius. Evelyn. Don't laugh at me, darling. I'm so anxious you should avoid making a fool of yourself. I know it's very hard. Paul. No, dear — it isn't. Evelyn. I mean for any one who, like you, has been no one from nowhere all his life, and is sud- denly some one everywhere. Pd rather pig along as we used to do than that any one should say you have a swollen head. Paul. Nonsense, dear. I'm not the least bit of a snob. Evelyn. Then what are you doing here ? Paul. If Lady Epping was kind enough to ask us Evelyn. After meeting us once at a dinner-party. It's such nonsense for you and me to be stay_ LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 25 ing in a house like this — and if you knew how the footmen terrify me. Paul. I feel it just as keenly as you do, but we must get used to it. Evelyn. It'll be the ruin of you if you do. You'll forget the humble human people. You'll go filling your plays full of dukes and duchesses and you'll get so mixed up — you won't know how to make them talk to their servants. Paul. Pm observing all that now. I shall be servant-perfect by to-morrow. Evelyn. If I thought you'd be content with this one visit, but I see so well what's going to happen. You won't be satisfied with a countess. You'll want to stay with a duchess next. Then you won't rest till you know royalty, and by and by you'll begin to believe you are one of them. Paul. Don't talk so well, darling, or people wiU say you write my plays. 26 lady ep ping's lawsuit Evelyn. You won't write any more plays if you go on this way. Paul. A dramatist ought to know all kinds of peo- ple, and it's a very good thing for a young author to have a rich influential woman like Lady EpjDing interested in him. Evelyn. [^Indignantly. ~\ Paul ! Paul. There's nothing in that. Evelyn. You wouldn't lil^e it if I got a rich influen- tial man interested in me. Paul. That's different. [Lady Epping is seen through the window.'] Here's Lady Epping. [Lady Epping enters. She is an ele- gant, dignified looman, with a g7'acious and grand manner and a very good opinion of herself . She is dressed in the latest and most expensive fashion. Lady Epping. Ah, there you are! [To Evelyn.] I've been playing " consequences " with the Judge LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT ^7 and Lady Beacroft and my little girls, and it turned out that I and your husband eloped, which set me wondering what had become of you. What are you doing in the house — you love birds ? Paul. I've had a wretched woman from a paper to interview me. Lady Epping. We dramatists have to put up with so much of that. [Paul and Evelyn look at Lady EppijSTG, then at each other. Lady Epping looks from one to the other. ~\ I write plays. Paul. Oh, do you ? Evelyn. How very interesting ! Lady Epping. I am told I possess the dramatic instinct to a remarkable extent. Paul. {Politely?^ I'm sure of it. Lady Epping. [ Very much jpleasedl\ Pm sure, too, if you say so. 28 lady ep ping's lawsuit Paul. Have you produced many plays, Lady Ep- ping? Lady Epping. Not many, but I nearly had one accepted once. Evelyn. Have you written many ? Lady Epping. Fifteen. Paul. Perhaps they are over the heads of the people. Lady Epping. No, they're not. I've written all kinds — tragedies, comedies, great productions, cheap productions, plays that give all the actors a chance and plays that give none of them a chance — except the star ; strong plays, and sweet pretty little plays like your " Glass Houses." Evelyn. \Hardly able to conceal Jier indignation.'] Lady Epping! "Glass Houses" is a master- piece. LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT 29 Paul. Evelyn dear ! Lady Epping. I don't know what the public want. I don't think they know themselves. And as for the managers — we all know theij know nothing about it. The number of times I've had my plays returned. Evelyn. Paul got a manager for " Glass Houses." Lady Epping. It's so easy for him. He just gets some ac- tress to take a fancy to him, and there you are. Paul. I never met my leading lady till the re- hearsals. Lady Epping. But you can go behind the scenes and get to know these people. Now I can't go hanging about bars. Paul. We don't hang about bars. Lady Epping. It's so difficult for a woman. They are all against us. I never have any luck. 30 LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT Paul. That play which was nearly accepted. Per- haps you'll do something with that. Lady Epping. I was abominably treated. After keeping it two weeks they sent it back — and what do you think the objection was ? They said I couldn't have three outdoor scenes in one act. Why not ? Convention, I suppose — just one of those silly conventions that keep our stage so far be- hind the French. Of course I wasn't going to alter my play just to suit an actor, but in the end I did. We got as far as talking terms. But their ideas ! I suppose they thought that as I don't need the money they could get my play for notliing. But I held out for what I thought was just. I don't think I've any right to go and spoil the market. Paul. Can't you do something else with your play ? Lady Epping. I had five copies made and sent them to five difl'erent actresses. They are all reading it now — so they say. I couldn't wait for them to read it one after another. They take so long mak- ing up their minds. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 3 1 Paul. But suppose they all five accept it together ? Lady Epping. \Seriously P^ Oh, they won't ! \8miling at Evelyn.] I hope it doesn't bore you to hear your husband and me comparing notes. Evelyn. Not at all. Lady Epping. [Smiluig at Paul.] Would you like me to tell you the plot of my last play ? Evelyn. Please do. Lady Epping. Well : It's a husband and wife, and he neg- lects her for his business, so she flirts with another man. That's the first two acts. The third is the great act. She comes to his rooms late at night, and then her husband comes, so she goes behind a curtain. Don't you think that's a good plot for a play ? [She smiles from one to the other. Paul. Excellent. 32 LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT Evelyn. Most original ! Paul. How do you end it ? Lady Epping. She gets tired of the hollow insincerity of the world and goes to the hilltops to contem- plate eternity. That's a very beautiful scene. I wonder if it's too much like Ibsen to suit the British public. {Having made up her tnind to alter the end of her play. ^ Perhaps she'd bet- ter go to the colonies. I understand the colo- nials are more virtuous than we are. [Smiling sweetly at Paul.] Why don't you and I col- laborate on a play ? Paul. [Scarcely able to conceal his dismay. '\ Oh, no ! Evelyn. [Trying to help Paul out.'] I'm sure you'd regret it, Lady Epping. My nusband has such a temper. Lady Epping. Of course we should quarrel and fight. Col- laborators always do. But what does that matter if we get our play on in the end ? lady ep pings lawsuit h Paul. I'm sure I couldn't work with any one. Lady Epping. Yes, you could Paul. Indeed, no ! Lady Epping. We'll try it, anyway. Paul. Oh, but {Enter FooTMEN with tea things which they put down. They then go out. Lady Epping. We'll begin after tea. [Lady Epping goes to the windoio while Paul confers anxiously with Evelyn. Lady Epping, calling into the garden.'] Darlings — tea ! ]^Exit Lady Epping.] {Enter Miss Berengaeia Mortimer. Miss Mortimer is ohviously an ac- tress. She is statuesque and handsome, and generally affects a languid maimer of speaking and moving. She wears a jlowing garment and an Empire waist — a large picture hat with plumes flowing over the shoulders. Her hair is loosely done and caught before it tumbles hy jewelled comhs a/nd daggers. 34 LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT EvELYisr. Now you see what you've let yourself in for. Paul. Not before the servants, dear. Ah, here is Miss Berengaria Mortimer. [Evelyn moves aivay. Miss Moetimer ien r( luncheon I've been resting under the trees ever since Paul. Tired after your two performances yesterday ? Miss Mortimer. Oh, so, so tired. Let me go on telling you of my pet scheme. I want to have a little national theatre of my own, where I shall pro- duce all the latest French and Sicilian horrors — to elevate the English stage. Evelyn. [By the loindoia.'] I knew the Judge would hurry in at the sound of tea — with that little barrister yapping at his heels. Paul. Who? lady ep ping's lawsuit 3$ Evelyn. Mr. Clinton Perry, {Enter Judge Wray and Clinton Perry. Wray is an elderly man of temperament, peevish and gay hy turns and very gallant to ladies. He has a red, clean-shaven face. Perry is a conceited, clever young harrister. He is engaging Wray in conversation against his will as they enter. Enter also Lord Oswald Bruce-Banner- MAN. Perry. But don't you think, my dear Judge, that in the interests of society — there ought to be a new court of criminal appeal ? More liberal in its tendencies ? Wray. Young man, I never talk shop on a Sunday. Miss Mortimer — what a sad pity you couldn't come down till this morning. [Exit Paul. Miss Mortimer. My work claimed me — my art. Wray. The party was dragging dreadfully till you came. 36 lady eppings lawsuit Peery. {Hovering about Wray and Miss Morti- mer.] I always think an actress helps things along so. Miss Mortimer. I seldom go to country houses. I shouldn't be here now only I'm going to act in America soon, and it helps you so much in the States if they know you are in society. They'll all come to see me when they hear I've stayed at Epping House. Perry. Is your real name Berengaria ? Wray. Young man, Miss Mortimer is not one of your witnesses. {To Miss Mortimer.] What a sweet name — Berengaria ! \_He ;pats her hand. Miss Mortimer. I don't care so much about the Beren — but I love the Garia. It sounds so remote — like sighing winds — Garia. Wray. {Trying to make his voice sound like sighing winds.'] Garia! Shall we go there — by the window ? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 37 Miss Mortimer. I should love it. Wray. [As he goes to the window with Miss Morti- mer.] Garia ! {V^'KRY follows tliem. Perry. Did I tell you my story about the magistrate and the washerwoman ? Wray. Young man, I am about to relate an anecdote myself. Perry. \To Evelyn and Oswald.] Gay old bird ! {Enter Lady Lucy Lister and Miss Van- DERHIDE from the garden. Lucy is a smart., pretty, frivolous little spinster. Miss Yan- DERHIDE is a large handsome American girl with a good figure, faidtlessly dressed. She uses a lorgnette constantly and cultivates a slow., supercilious ma/nner and speaks carefully to try and overcome her American accent. Perry meets them.'\ Well, girls ! Lucy. [Sharply.'] Don't call us girls. You don't know us nearly well enough. 38 LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT Perry. l^Tmjportantly.'] I've been talking to the actress. Miss Yanderhide. [Looking at Evelyn throtigh her lor'gnette.'] That woman talking to Lord Oswald is some- thing of that sort, isn't she ? Lucy. No, that's Mrs. Hughes — the new dramatist's wife. Miss Yanderhide. How odd your English society is ! One never know^s whom one will meet next. We're much more exclusive in Ncav York. Our old families won't mix at all with the nouveaux riches. Lucy. I think it's rather a scandal the way Lord Oswald runs after Mrs. Hughes. Miss Yanderhide. Does he ? I hadn't notussed. [She moves aivay and joins Wray and Miss Mortimer. Perry. I say, Lady Lucy, you have put your foot in it. LADV EPPING'S LAWSUIT 39 Lucy. Why ? What have I said ? Perry. Lord Oswald is supposed to be after her, — the American— Miss Yanderhide. Of course when she came down she expected he'd be de- voted to her. Lucy. And he spends all his time talking to Mrs. Hughes. What fun ! Perry. Lady Epping is furious about it. Lucy. Why? Perry. Oswald Bruce-Bannerman is her brother, you know. Lucy. Of course I know. Perry. Well, I suppose she wants to have the Yan- derhide milhons in the family. Lucy. Oh, I see. Then Lady Epping and Miss Yanderhide are both in a rage. How amus- 40 LADV EP PINGS LAWSUIT ing! I shall watch it all going on. I'm so glad I came. [Reenter Lady Epping with Lady Bea- CEOFT and F xvi, followiiig her. Lady Epping. [Severely.'] Oswald. [Then sweetly.'] Os- wald, darling. Oswald. [Turning to Lady Epping.] "What is it ? Lady Epping. I want a word with you. [Oswald goes to Lady Epping. She slips her arm through his affectionately^ then says severely.] You are jeopardizing your whole future by flirting with Mrs. Hughes, after I've spent my valuable time and thought trying to throw you and Ollie Vanderhide together. Go and talk to Ollie and don't leave her till we've done tea. Oswald. You know, Flora — you do bully me. [Oswald goes to Miss Vanderhide. Enter Lord Epping and Rev. Dr. Gull. They come in from tJie garden as Dr. Gull speaks. Lord Epping is a smart military looking man about forty-Jive. He is politely hored hy Dr. Gull and all the party. LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT 4 1 Dr. Gull is a middle-aged Scotch divine^ dressed as a Nonconformist minister. He speaks with a coarse Scotch accent y emphasizing his words with uncouth gesture. Dr. Gull. The Sawbath is the Sawbath, my lord, whether ye be in Scotland or whether ye be in England. The Sawbath is the Sawbath. Lady Epping. Oh, look at my poor husband talking to that dreadful Dr. Gull. I thought I was so fortu- nate to secure the Caledonian Missionary for one of my parties, but he's such an awful bore. Lucy. Oh, but he's so funny when he eats fish. Lady Epping. {Reproaching Lucy severely?^ Lucy dear, I don't think you should speak like that of one of my guests. Oswald. It's so like you, Flora, to ask a missionary to meet us. Miss Yanderhide. {Looking at Dr. Gull throtigh her lorgnette ^^ He wouldn't be received in New York. 42 LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT Lady Epping. Don't say that, Ollie. It sounds silly. You have very good hotels in New York, and you have your tall sky-scraper buildings, and your telephones are much better than ours. But that's all — you have nothing else. {Calling 7\ Dr. Gull ! {Tmms to Miss Mortimer.] Berry ! [Dr. Gull comes towards Lady Epping. Miss Mortimer, {Coming towards Lady Epping.] Darling one. Lady Epping. I want to introduce Dr. Gull, the famous Caledonian Missionary, Miss Berengaria Mor- timer, the celebrated actress. [Dr. Gull arid Miss Mortimer shaTce hands. Lucy. Church and stage — how sweet ! Lady Epping. Take him over there. Berry, and give him a scone. {They move away.] Come here, Mr. Perry. I want you to pass cups. [Perry conies to her.] You too, Mr. Hughes. [Paul goes to the tea table.] All the young men. Wray. Of course, of course. [Wray hurries to the tea table also. LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT 43 Perry. \To Wray.] Don't you think there was a serious miscarriage of justice in the Pimlico murder trial ? Wray. Young man, I am about to have my tea. [Lady Epping gives a cup of tea to Wray, who takes a jpiece of cake and his tea and goes to the sofa where he sits hetween Lady Bea- CROFT and Lucy. Wray, laughing and leer- ing at them.'] A rose between two thorns. {They all three laugh. Perry brings two cups of tea to the sofa., giving one to Lady Beacroft and the otiier to Lucy. He then goes hack to the tea table. Wray fixes Perry with a scowl while he hands the cups and until his neck will turn round 710 further. Wray, laughing and leering as before.'] How happy could I be with either were t'other dear charmer away. {They all three laugh as before. Perry brings the sugar and creain^ and the same irritation of Wray takes place. Perry returns to the table. Wray, laughing and leering as before.] Three's com- pany, four's none. {They all three laugh as before. Perry brings tJie cake-stand. Again the annoyance of Wray. Wray, after he has gofie.] I hope he won't come and sit on the sofa with us ! [Lady Epping gives Perry two cups 44 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT of tea, and says, " Give this to Mrs. Hughes^ Perry moves to do so, and Wray says '■''Spread yourselves.''^ Perry goes to Evelyn and giving her a cup sits heside her. Lady Epping. [Calling to Paul.] Come here, Mr. Hughes. The two dramatists 7nust sit together. [Paul comes and sits by her. She then announces to the room.^ Mr. Hughes and I are going to collaborate on a play. Miss Mortimer. Oh, will there be a part for me ? Lady Epping. Oh, yes. We must give Berry a part. Miss Mortimer. A pathetic little servant maid with smuts on her face. That's the kind of part I've always longed to play, but they will make me be queens. Wray. What's the play going to be about. Lady Epping ? Lady Epping. [Seriously.'] We are going to scourge society. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 45 Lucy. [Swipering.] Oh, how amusing ! I shall love that. Lady Epping. You won't find it at all amusing, Lucy. It's to be a serious attack on the smart set. Wray. Which vice are you going for ? Same old thing ? Bridge ? Lady Epping. That's not been decided. It's easy enough to get a vice. I think there are several things about us which might be improved. Dr. Gull. [JEarnestly.'] Amen ! Lucy. Did you hear Dr. Gull say " Amen " ? How sweet ! Wray. \To Lady Beacroft and Lucy.] Shall we three go and play the pianola ? Lady Eppiistg. You can't have the music room ; Dr. Gull is going to sing hymns there with the servants after tea. 46 LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT Lucy. Oh, how darling ! Hymns on Sunday after- noon — so origmal ! Lady Epping. {Graciously to Dk. Gull.] I shall try to come in for a verse or two, Dr. Gull. Wray. We'll all come. Won't you come and sing hymns, Miss Yanderhide ? Miss Yanderhide. No, thanks. I prefer croquet. Lady Epping. \To Paul.] While they are at their hymns you and I will begin our play. Paul. {Ennba'rrassed?^ Oh, but Lady Epping. {Cheerfully?^ Yes, yes. I feel just in the mood for it. Dr. Gull. Your leddyship wouldna' write a drama on the Sawbath ? LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT 47 Lady Epping. "Why not? I must express myself when I feel in the humour, like the Judge in his legal work or you in your religious work. It's all the same. Dr. Gull. {Bringing hisjist heavily down on the tea tray and shouting.'] The kirk is no the same as the theayter. {They all raise their eyebrows a/nd look towards Dr. Gull in well-bred sur- prise. There is silence. Lady Epping. [ Very politely to Dr. Gull.] Dr. Gull, the servants will be waiting for you. You know which the music room is, do you not ? Dr. Gull. I thought I were in England, but I see that I'm e'en in the city of Babylon. {Exit Dr. Gull. Wray. {Springing up indignantly.] Bedlam ! Did he call us Bedlam ? Lady Epping. Babylon. 48 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Wray. Oh ! Because if he'd said Bedlam I should have retaliated. I don't know what I should have said, but I should have said something. Lady Epping. \To Miss Mortimer, wJw is following Dr. Gull.] You needn't go and sing hymns, Berry. Miss Mortimer. Dearest one, I should like to. I want to study the servants' expressions. \_Exit Miss Mortimer. Perry. [ Offering his case.'] Have a cigarette, Judge ? Wray. Young man, I never smoke. [He moves away from Perry. Lady Beacroft. Mr. Hughes, Mr. Hughes, do come and talk to us. [Paul takes Wray's place between them.'] Tell us all about first nights. Lucy. Do you come before the curtain and make a bow? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 49 Paul. That depends upon the audience. Lady Beacroft. I write plays. Paul. Do you ? {He snatches Lady Beacroft's cwj9, jputs it on the table and is about to es- cape, when Lady Epping speaks. Lady Epping. Don't run away, Mr. Hughes. {Enter two Footmen to clear away the tea things J] We are foing to begin the play now. {To John.] ohn, will you ask Mrs. Pitt to send me my box of plays — the large black tin box ? John. Yes, my lady. {Exit John and the other footrmm. Lord Epping. Going to write plays ? Then you won't need me any more ! {Exit Lord Epping into the garden. Lady Beacroft. {To Wray.] Judge, Judge, are you ready to take me for a walk ? 50 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Wray. With pleasure, Lady Beacroft. We might take Lord Epping with us. I think some one should take a little notice of our poor host. {Exeunt Wray and Lady Beacroft through the window. Paul. \To Evelyn.] Will you come for a walk with me ? Evelyn. But you are going to collaborate with Lady Epping. Paul. No. Let us go for a walk. Lady Epping, Oswald darling, take Miss Vanderhide for a stroll. Oswald. I'm going for a walk with Mrs. Hughes. {Exeunt Evelyn and Oswald. Miss Vanderhide. I hadn't the slightest desire to go for a walk. Lady Epping. {In a whisiyer to Miss Vanderhide.] He's only flirting with Mrs. Hughes to make you jealous. LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 5 1 Miss Yandekhide. I presume so. Lady Epping. You mustn't mind. Miss Yanderhide. I'm amused. Mr. Perry, would you like to play me at croquet ? Perry. I haven't got my croquet suit on, but if you don't mind my playing with you like this. Miss Yanderhide. Oh, you look perfectly sweet as you are. {Exeunt Miss Yanderhide V/i-(i Perry. Lucy. Oh, I'm forgetting all about the hymns. {Putting down a magazine she has heen read- ing.^ Do look in at us. Flora. Dr. Gull is sure to beat time with his arms and legs. So sweet ! {^Exit Lucy, r. Lady Eppiistg. What a pity Lucy is so silly. I think she's getting worse. {Enter John with the hox of plays lohich he puts on the floor and then exits.] Put it down there on the iloor. Now we can get on with our play. 52 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Paul. \In distress.'] I don't think I can work to- day, Lady Epping. Lady Epping. [^Cheerfully.'] Oh, yes, you can, if you give your mind to it. Paul. I haven't an idea in my head. Lady Epping. Neither have I ; but that's the advantage of collaboration. We stimulate each other. Now, let us see if there isn't something here that we could work up. [She kneels behind the box, (ypens it and begins burrowing among the nianu- scrijpts. On the lid of the box a large Comites^ coroixet is painted in white. Paul sits loatch- ing her. Lady Epping reads the titles of some of her plays as she picks them out of the box and puts them back again.] " The Insubordination of Laura," "The Tower of Babel," "Little Tummj^-Sit-in-the-Pan " — that's a play for children — " Two Sins and a Woman." [Re- taining " Two Sins and a 'Woman.''''] This is my last play — the one I told you the plot of. It's full of bright lines. Listen to this. It's the Duke of Vere's first meeting with Lady Dorincourt. The Duke ^i^i^Q— [reading.] " B}" gad, as fine a woman as ever I set eyes on." LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 53 [To Paul.] There's quite a masculine touch about my work, isn't there ? [^Reading. ~] Lady Dorincourt aside — " I feel some strange mis- giving clutching at my heart-strings. If this fascinating and mysterious man has been sent to lure me away from the straight path which the world has hewn for us poor women to walk in, I fear he may be successful." {Smiling at Paul.] That's the way 1 prepare for the de- nouement. {Reading^ " If one will not ven- ture, one is not likely to have." \To Paul.] That's an epigram. [Paul Twds his head. Beading.'] Lady Dorincourt. " Ah me ! " The Duke of Yere, who lives half the year in Eome — "Amico mio!" [To Paul.] A play upon words, you see. Paul. Oh! Lady Epping. I hope it is not too subtle for the British public. They can't understand anything un- less you give it them straight from the shoulder. We'd better not give them this play till we've educated them up to it. [Throwing " Two Sins and a Woman " into the box and taking out an- other. She reads the title.] "The Penalty of Passion." That's so strong. I'll read you an extract from the last act. {The " Penalty of Passion'''^ is a serious poetic jplay, so Lady 54 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Epping 7'eads it with reoe/'erice, hut also with dramatic emphasis^ clearly portraying the 'merciless tyrant in NorheUVs part arid the hapless queen in Vaneshla''s. She reads the stage directions revereritly.l^ " Queen Vaneslila is lying on a bed of straw in the dungeon. It is midnight. Clock strikes ten. Nuns are heard singing Mass in the distance. Enter King Norheld. '"Is that the queen who lies so very still? Is that Vaueshla, once my bride so fair ? Dost thou not hear me? 'Tis King Norheld speaks. Hast lost thy tongue — you saucy baggage you ? ' {^Reading stage direction.'] Drags Yaneshla round dungeon by hair of head." {Explaining to Paul.] Of course she'll have to wear a wig. \Continumg the reading of VanesldcCs part.] "'Oh, spare me, sire! Oh, spare thy hapless queen ! Vaueshla weeps. Vaneshla loves her lord : Cau innocence and beauty wed with sin ? ' " [Lady Epping hecomes so moved hy the pathos of the scene that tears chohe her titterance.'] That's so touching, isn't it ? [Paul laughs stupidly. Her eyes fall on a farce called " Clapham Flats.'''' She screams with laioghter, , LAD V EF PINGS LA WSUIT 5 5 throws " The Penalty of Passion " into the hox, and takes out " Cla'pham Flats " screaming with laughter as she says.\ Oh, "Clapham Flats ! " Such a funny farce ! I must read you one passage. They push the cook into the boiler, and the cook says [She breaks into fresh peals of laughter, then calms herself enough to sayl] The cook says [Fresh peals of laughter. She gives the manuscri^A to Paul, showing him the place to read, then stag- gers towards thewindoio in fits of tincontrollahle laughter. Paul 7'eads the manuscript without smiling. Wlien Lady Eppii^g has recovered her co'mp)Osure she wipes her eyes and comes hack to him, speaking in the husky voice one is left with after such laughter.'] Oh, dear, I'd forgotten " Clapham Flats " was so fun-ny. [She watches Paul reading the mamLScript he- fore she says.] You are not laughing at all, and I thought you had such a sense of humour, Paul. Let me put them away. [JSe gets the hox a/ndputs it upon a chair. Lady Epping. Now ! YouVe seen several examples of my work. I want your candid opinion. Paul. [Embarrassed.] It's full of clever things. 56 lady ep ping's lawsuit Lady Epping. [Smiling.'] I thought you'd like it. Paul. But I should say — on the whole — it is scarcely up to the necessary standard. Lady Epping. Oh, I don't agree with you. Look at the stuff they put on the stage. Paul. [Turning over " Clapha/m Flats^] You see the play is so short. Lady Epping. That's an advantage. Every one will come in time if we begin late enough. Paul. And then again Lady Epping. [Taking the manuscript from Paul and hug- ging it^ I'm sorry you don't like my work, [Turning the jxige^'i.'] I did think you'd be able to see something in it, but you do nothing but pick it to pieces. Paul. It seems to me you are wasting yourself on literature. You have so many brilliant gifts. LADY EP PINGS LAWSUIT 5/ Lady Epping. [ Very ^pleased^ she turns to Paul smilingh/.'] Tell me what you think my best points are. Paul. [^Eniba/rrassed.'] I hardly like to. Lady Epping. Oh, why ? Friends should always be candid. Paul. [Smilmg at her.'] Friends ! \_IIe leans towards Lady Epping am^d puts his hand near hers. Lady Epping. [ Withdrawing her hand.] You mustn't get silly about me. Now ! What shall our play be about ? Paul. [ With the hushy voice of pretended jMssion.] I can't think of work when I'm near you. [He folds his arms and looks at Lady Epping through half -closed eyes. Lady Epping. [Sentitnentally.'] I'm sorry. I hoped we should be able to work sensibly together. 58 LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT Paul. \^Ardently.'\ I can't work sensibly with you. llle seizes Lady Epping in his arms.] [Miter Evelyn quickly from the garden. She hurries forward. Lady Epping. [Escapmg from Paul's einhrace.] Mr. Hughes, you forget where you are. Evelyn. [In horror.] Paul ! Lady Epping. Oh ! [Speaking and gesticulating in an in- tensely melodramatic fashion.] Lost ! Lost ! A lost woman forevermore. [Turns to Evelyn smiling pleasantly.] We are rehearsing our play. [She strolls into the garden. Evelyn. [JbPAUL.] Show me the manuscript. [Paul picks up the manusc7'iypt of " Clapham Flats.'"'] Show me the place where it says " Lost, lost, a lost woman forevermore." [Paul tu7ms the pages in agitation.] There isn't such a line, is there ? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 59 Paul. There may be. I shouldn't be at all sur- prised. Evelyn. {Reproachfully ?[ Oh, Paul ! I didn't think you'd do that. Paul. Evelyn, let me explain. Evelyn. You had her in your arms. Paul. In a way. Evelyn. You were making love to her. Paul. In a way. Evelyn. Well — how are j^ou going to explain that ? Paul. This way ; she would try and collaborate with me, so — to keep her mind off it — I began to make love to her. It was the only thing to do. 6o LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Evelyn. [ With decision.'] We must leave this house at once. Paul. Oh, my dear. That's impossible. Evelyn. rm going, if you aren't. Paul. There's nothing in it. She's a little flattered. That's all. You don't think I'm really in love with her ! Evelyn. That's not the point. The point is this ; I've been out for a walk with Lord Oswald Bruoe- Bannerman, and he kissed me. Paul. The brute ! I'll wring his neck. [Lady Epping wppears again at the window. Evelyn. Shall we leave at once ? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 6 1 Paul. Yes. You shan't stay here another minute. Lady Epping ! [Lady Epping stej)s into the room. She is 'dery dignified and gracious^ My wife and I are so very sorry, but we must say good-bye. Lady Epping. {Raising her eyebrows slightly. '\ Oh ! Evelyn. At once. Paul. "We thank you very much for asking us here. Evelyn. Good-bye. Paul. {^Offering his hand.'] Good-bye. Lady Epping. This is rather sudden. You have not told me why you must go. Paul. [Mnharrassed.'] I — I think I'd better not. Lady Epping. Oh — but don't you think you should ? 62 lady ep ping's laivsl/it Evelyn. "We can't. Lady Epping. But I shall be afraid that we have unintention- ally offended you. I think it would be kinder if you explained your hurried departure. [Paul hesitates and looks at Evelyn. Evelyn. You explain while I pack. [She goes out. Lady Epping. Did your wife observe your indiscretion ? Paul. Yes. Lady Epping. And believe my explanation ? Paul. No! Lady Epping. That is the reason you are — running away ? Paul. One of the reasons. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 63 Lady Epping. It doesn't seem to have entered your head to consider me. Paul. You? Lady Epping. She'll go and tell everybody why she left the house. Because she found her husband making love to Lady Epping. Don't you see — don't you see what a position you have placed me in ? Paul. I'm very sorry. Lady Epping. Sorry ! That won't do at all. Paul. Is Lord Epping a jealous man ? [Lady Ep- ping raises her eyebrows and stares at Paul, un- til he hecomes ashamed of having asked the ques- tion.'] I beg your pardon ! I wonder what we had better do ? Lady Epping. I don't. I know. You will have the good- ness to go to your wife and to tell her that you have committed a very great breach of propri- 64 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT ety. You will say that you lost your head — or whatever you like — and that I was very much surprised. You will tell her that you apologized to me and that I have so far overlooked your behaviour as to ask you to continue your visit until to-morrow morning when it terminates naturally. And you will forbid her to say any- thing about what she saw — if you please. lEnter Evelyn. Evelyn. Aren't you coming, Paul ? Lady Epping. [Smiling.'] Now I must go and look after my other guests. [She goes up leisurely and st/rolls off into the garden. Evelyn. Are you ready ? Paul. [Thoughtfully.'] Evelyn — if we go at once — it'll look so funny. I was only pretending to make love to Lady Epping, and of course she was quite above lending herself to anything of the sort. Evelyn. [Maliciously.'] Yes, I saw she didn't like it lady ep pings lawsuit 65 Paul. She has treated the matter as a woman of the world would, told me not to be so silly, and asked us to stay on. Evelyn. What about Lord Oswald kissing me f Paul. Let it be a lesson to you. Don't let your unsophistication lead you into any such mistake again. Evelyn. My mistake was telling you. That's where my unsophistication came in. Paul. {Shocked?)^ Evelyn ! You surprise me ! Evelyn. You can't have everything, Paul, You can consider Lady Epping first or you can consider me first — whichever you like. Paul. I think we must stay. 66 LADY EPPINGS LAWSUIT Evelyn. {Airily 7^ Yery well; and if that wicked attractive Lord Oswald begins any more of his nonsense — Paul. {Losing his temper.] Evelyn ! Evelyn. [Airily. '\ I shall know what to do. Paul. You are only doing this to exasperate me, but I'm not the least exasperated, and I wish you wouldn't do it. {He looks very glum. Evelyn. {Flippantly to cover her annoyance.'] Seri- ously, Paul, I think you are mighty sensible to stay on. We should look so very unsophisti- cated if we ran away. Of course it will be embarrassing for you after making such an unspeakable faux pas — making love to Lady Epping in front of all those windows. Oh, Paul — you really must learn better. "We went behind a shed. Paul. {Indignantly.] Stop it ! [Lady Epping a/)id Oswald are seen coming up the ga/rden. LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT 67 Evelyn. There's Lady Epping with Lord Oswald. She has forgiven you — well — I must forgive him. [Lady Eppijstg enters the room. Os- wald remains at the window. Lady Epping. I've just been through three of the croquet hoops and had a hymn with Dr. Gull, and here I am. Evelyn. I will leave you to talk to my husband, Lady Epping. Will you walk with me to the lake, Lord Oswald ? Oswald. Certainly ; haven't you seen the lake ? Evelyn. [ITissing her finger tijps to Paul.] Bye bye, Paul. [Exeunt Evelyn and Oswald. Lady Epping. Well — is it all right now ? Are you stay- ing ? Paul. Yes, thank you. Lady Epping — until to- morrow. 68 lady ep pings lawsuit Lady Epping. [Graciotisli/.] And now — remember what I told you — don't get silly about me. Paul. No, Lady Epping. Lady Epping. Not too silly. Paul. [Giving one gasp of surprise he fore he says.] I — I apologize. Lady Epping. I ought to be angry with you, but — [offering her hand to Paul] let us be friends. Paul. [Grasping it.] Thank you. Lady Epping. [Looking down at their clasped hamds, she says coquettishly.] You are hurting my hand. Paul. [Embarrassed.] I beg your pardon. [He releases her hand. LADY EP ping's LAWSUIT 69 Lady Epping. [ Watching him^ siniling, then saying gra/oely.'\ I don't want you to feel I'm displeased with you. [SJie again holds out her handJ] Friends ? Paul. {Taking her hand, smiling, as he says.'] Friends. Lady Epping. {Loolcing down at their clasped hands."] Yes. That's better. {Sentimentally.] I wonder whether a man and a woman really can be — friends ? Paul. Why not ? Lady Epping. After a man has spoken to a woman as you have spoken to me ? Paul. {TT0u})led?\ Please forget my indiscretion, Lady Epping. {He attemj^ts to move away, hut she draws him hack. Lady Epping. That's it. She can't quite forget. The situa- tion isn't quite the same. But I hope we shall be friends, or — {smiling coquettishly at him] just a little more ? 70 LAW EP PING'S LAWSUIT Paul. [Embarrassed.'] Oh — ^yes. Lady Epping. A very little more. \_She drops Paul's hand and glances at the windows.] We mustn't be too long alone together. [She goes to the window then turns to say to him.] A little more than friends. [She nods and smiles at FavJj, then goes out. Paul stands gaping. Paul. Oh, lor ! [He sinks down on a chair. OUETAIN THE SECOND ACT SCENE. — The library of the Eppings^ house in Berkeley Square, The furniture and hang- ings are handsome and sombre. It is in the middle of the afternoon of a day at the end of September^ a few weeks later than the first act. Lord Epping is lying on the sofa fast asleep. Enter Henky, a footman. Heney is fol- lowed by Lady Lucy Lister and Miss Vandekhide. Lord Epping wakes with a start, rubs his eyes and rises. Henry goes out. Lucy. Epping ! I do believe you were fast asleep. [Lord Epping shakes hands loith Lucy, then with Miss Vanderhide. Lord Epping. I was. I travelled from Scotland last night with my wife. How are you ? Miss Vanderhide. Well, thank you. 72 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT LUOT. Flora said you would be home to-day and on my way here I met Miss Vanderhide ^Aopping in Bond Street — so I made her come with me. LoED Epping. I'm sorry this is the only room that's fit to sit in, but half the house is shut up still. We are not supposed to be in London yet. Lucy. "We don't mind. Miss Yanderhide. I suppose you had a perfectly lovely time in Scotland. Lord Epping. It was all right. We've been staying at Cookie Castle with the Duke — my wife's fa- ther. My wife got up some theatricals. She had that man — what's his name — the one who wrote " Glass Houses " to help her. Lucy. Mr. Hughes. Lord Epping. Yes — nice fellow — do you know him ? LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT 73 Lucy. Of course. I met him at Epping House, just before we all left London. LoED Epping. Oh, did you ? I can't remember half the people we have there. Such conglomerations as Flora gathers about her every Saturday to Monday ! Miss Vaistderhide. [Pointedli/.] Was Ifrs. Hughes in Scotland too? Lord Epping. [Carelessly.^ No — he came without her. [ Yawns. Lucy. [To Miss Yanderhide hehind Lord Ep- ping's hach?^ What did I tell you ? Miss Vanderhide. It's a scandal. Lord Epping. [Having recovered from his yawn, and turn- ing to them.^ I beg your pardon. I didn't have a wink of sleep all night. Miss Vanderhide. You look exhausted. 74 LADy EP PING'S LAWSUIT Lord Epping. Simply dead beat. Lucy. / can sleep Jea-wtif ullj in the train. Lord Epping. So can I. But about midnight Flora thought of a plot for a play — something about a foreign princess who wants to marry an Englishman but for state reasons she can't. They all had red hair and lived in a made-up place called Puritania. So tiresome when you want to go to sleep. Lucy. Poor Epping — and j^co^ Flora. She must be more exhausted still. {Enter Lady Epping, gaily cmd vigor- ously. She is in her outdoor clothes. Lady Epping. Well, dears, have you been waiting for me a very long time ? I've had such a busy after- noon. How are you, Ollie ? {Kissing her.'] Handsomer than ever. I've been to Peck- ham {Kissing LucY.] Well, Lucy dar- ling. What a sweetlj^ pretty hat ! — to open some baths. A most interesting ceremony. I made a speech. {To Lord Epping.] You LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 75 ought to have been there to hear the compli- ments the Mayor paid me. [Lord Epping, his eyes closed, nods his head and moans. She addresses the others.'] Has he been telling you what a splendid time we had in Scotland ? All the children fell ill together and / nursed them. We shot all day and played no end of hockey, and had the most amusing rehearsals for our theatricals. / played the leading part. Miss Yanderhide. Did Mr. Hughes play the lover ? Lady Epping. Oh, I see. Epping has told you all about it. \^She sits at a desk. Lucy and, Miss Van- DEEHIDE nod their heads knowingly to each other P^ I must write a few letters, but I can talk at the same time. \She writes very fast. Lord Epping, his eyes still closed., stumbles in his sleep. Lucy looTts at him. Lucy. Did you see him going to sleep standing up ? How sweet ! Lord Epping. I really think I must go and lie down. 76 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. Poor old thing ! {Exit Lord Epping. As she writes.] Gossip away, darlings. Tell me all the news. Miss Vanderhide. [Solemnly. 1 Vin going back to Amurica to- morrer. Lady Epping. Tired of us, OUie ? Miss Vanderhide. I don't object to England — though of course it's not Parus — but I've practically made up my mind to marry an Amurican. Lady Epping. \Stops writing and says in dismay. ] Oh I [Graciously.'] I hope you will be very happy. Miss Vanderhide. I've not settled on him yet. Lady Epping. Ah! Lucy. But you've made up your mind to go back ? Miss Vanderhide. I shall come over sometimes for Ascut, or Cowes. LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 77 Lucy. With your American husband ? Miss Yandekhide. "We generally leave them behind. [Lady Eppinq rises. Lucy. May / write a letter ? Lady Epping. Of course. Lucy. [Talcing Lady Epping's place.'] Thank you so much. I forgot all about it before I came, and it's so important. Lady Epping. Oh, Lucy, I'm sure you could never hav« anything important to write. Lucy. Oh, Flora ! Lady Epping. Come over here, Ollie, so that we shan't dis- turb Lucy. [Lucy writes her letter and Miss Yandeehide joins Lady Epping the other side of the room.'] What makes you want to go back to America ? 78 law epping's lawsuit Miss Yanderhide. Patriotism. Lady Epping. How can you feel patriotic about a great big country like that ? Who's the man ? Miss Yanderhide. "What man ? Lady Epping. Do you know, dear, I once had an idea you cared for my brother. Miss Yanderhide. Lord Oswald ? Lady Epping. He's devoted to you. Miss Yanderhide. His may be the English way of showing it. It certainly isn't the Amurican. It's bad enough to have your husband flirting with a married woman, or your fiance, but to have a man going on like that before he's even en- gaged to you ! English girls put up with any- thing, but we don't ! Lady Epping. I admit Oswald did wrong to flirt with Mrs. Hughes — but forgive his past. LAW EPP/JVG'S LAWSUIT 79 Miss Vanderhide. It's his present I'm so mad about. Lady Epping. The present soon becomes the past. Miss Vanderhide. If you know a man's past you can bet on his future. Lady Epping. His future takes a turn on his wedding day. Oswald would make a splendid husband. He has neither brain nor will, and he can be so at- tentive to a woman. You saw that. Miss Vanderhide. I've taken my passage now. And if I'm to sail tomorrer, I must hurry back to superintend my packing. Lady Epping. See Oswald when he calls. Miss Yanderhide. I've no expectation of such a call. Lady Epping. He shall call at six o'clock. [Miss Vanderhide going to Lucy, shakes hcmds with her. 8o LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Miss Vanderhide. Au revoir. [Lucy replies. Miss Yander- HIDE retfwrns to Lady Epping.] Au revoir. Lady Epping. Six o'clock. Miss Yanderhide. I shan't be there at six. Make it six-fifteen. {Exit Miss Yanderhide. Lady Epping. We mustn't let her go back to America. She's far too rich — far too nice. \EnteT Os- wald.] Oswald ! Oswald. Hullo, Flora ! Lady Epping. I didn't know you were in the house. Oswald. [Shaking hatids with Lucy.] How are you, Lucy ? [To Lady Epping.] I've been look- ing for Epping. Lady Epping. He's resting after his journey, — poor old thing. Stay and talk to me. Oswald. All right. LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT 8 1 Lady Epping. \To Lucy, tactfully.'] Now, Lucy darling, I mustn't keep you here any longer. I know you have no end of thmgs to do. Lucy. [Getting uj? mid going.] Very well, I'll go, but [She glances at Oswald, tJieik, whis- pers to Lady Epping.] Do tell me how it turns out. I heard all you said to Miss Van- derhide. [Exit Lucy. Lady Epping. [Lady Epping sits on a sofa and puts her feet lip, then turns to Oswald.] I must take my rest while I'm talking to you. OUie Yan- derhide is at Claridge's, and she's going back to America to-morrow unless you stop her. Oswald. Then I suppose she'll go. Lady Epping. Don't let her. You'll never get another chance like Ollie — beautiful and rich, and ready to put up with you. Oswald. Did you say Claridge's ? 82 LADV EP ping's LAWSUIT Lady Epping. I think you might possibly catch her there about six-tifteen. Oswald. All right. Lady Epping. But mind, Oswald — if you do become en- gaged to Ollie Vanderhide — no more flirting Avith Mrs. Hughes. Oswald. We're not flirting now. We're good friends. I'm sorry for the little woman. Lady Epping. Sorry for her ? Why ? Oswald. You know why. Lady Epping. Don't be impertinent. Oswald. Look here, Flora, I may as well tell you. People are beginning to gossip about you and — you know. LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT Zl Lady Epping. I don't know who you mean, but surely a woman in my position may take an interest in a rising author without Oswald. It's chiefly because you had him to stay when you went home. Lady Epping. As one of a large party. Oswald. "Without his wife. Lady Epping. What a very middle-class objection ! Oswald. Well — I've warned you, and I advise you not to have him here too much. Lady Epping. It is most unlikely that he will come here at all. \Enter Henry. Henry. Is your ladyship at home to Mr. Paul Hughes ? Lady Epping. Oh ! [J. ])mise?\ Yes. {Exit Henry. Oswald laughs. Lady Epping stares at him. 84 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Oswald. [Laughiiig.'] I can't help it, Flora, it's so funny ! I'm off to Claridge's — I hope you'll enjoy yourself. \_Exit Oswald. Enter Henry showing in Paul. Paul. I got your note asking me to come. Lady Epping. Sh ! {To Henry.] Henry — if any one calls I am not at home. Henry. Thank you, my lady. Lady Epping. Don't forget. Henry. No, my lady. {Exit Henry. Lady Epping. He's new. How glum you look. Paul. [Sighing.'] No wonder. Lady Epping. {Archly.'] Just because he hasn't seen me for two whole days ? ladv epping's lawsuit 85 Paul. Partly that. Lady Epping. [Pretending to he offended^ Partly ? Paul. Mostly, but — / don't know what to do about it. Lady Epping. What's the matter ? Paul. Everything. Lady Epping Lady Epping. I told you you might call me Flora when w« are by ourselves. Paul. Flora — I'm an ape ! Lady Epping. Oh, you funny boy. You must put that in one of your plays. Paul. \Ecmiestly^ Yes. I am an a/pe^ but it's not funny — not for me. Ever since I came back from Scotland my wife won't speak to me. 86 lady ep ping's lawsuit Lady Epping. [Seriously concerned, says quichly.'] Oh — oh — now I'm not going to have a scandal. Paul. She's taken all my photographs out of their frames and got one of your brother perched on her desk — where /used to be. It's disgraceful the way those two are carrying on. They've been to Earl's Court together. Lady Epping. [Busy with her own thoughts.'] But didn't you explain to your wife that joii simply came to Scotland to assist me with my theatricals ? Paul. I thought I was a guest. Lady Epping. Of course you were — don't be so silly. But she ought to understand that with two drama- We've , Paul. tists it's different. We've got an excuse. Look here, Flora Lady Epping. Don't raise your voice. I hear that people are talking about us. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 8/ Paul. Then we must see less of each other. Lady Epping. Or be more careful. Paul. There's bound to be talk if we keep on. Lady Epping. Nothing to what there will be if we suddenly leave off. Paul. [Advancifig to her.] I am going to be one of two things — I'll either be a good hus- band Lady Epping. I don't think it's in very good taste of you to say that to me. Paul. I'll either be a good husband or else I'll be a gay Lothario, — a danger — a menace to your domestic happiness. I must see Lord Epping livid with jealousy and the Duke running down from Cookie Castle to implore you to give me up. As I pass up Piccadilly I must see men-about-town nudging each other at club windows, as much as to say, "That's hitn. 88 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT That's the young devil Lady Epping is break- ing her heart about." I'll have that or I'll have a well-ordered home. It's for you to choose, but I'm going to be something definite. Lady Epping. [ With emotion. Going to Paul and layvng her hand on his arm.'] If we could let ourselves go — but it wouldn't be right. [Paul attem.pts to kiss Lady Epping. /She stejps back hastily.] Prenez garde ! Paul. [ATtgrily.] There— you see! You don*t want to kiss me. You want me to want to kiss you, and you not let me. I've had enough of this one-sided game, so there's nothing else for it but for me to go home and be a good husband. ^Jle is going to the door. Lady Epping. [Following.] Ah, no, no — not thatl I mean^-don't go away in anger. Paul. [Coming hack to her.] Flora, I'm convinced you don't care a rap about me. Any fool would do as well to dance attendance. Lady Epping. Oh, cruel — cruel ! Perhaps I am too well regulated, but then — I'm such a busy woman — LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 89 I haven't time to go searching my heart all day. It takes a thoroughly idle woman to be sentimental. But, oh, Paul ! [She hegins to cry.] Now I'm making myself cry — and sup- pose any one came in. How dreadful that would be. Wait here while I run up to my room and dab something on. Then we'll have a nice cozy chat like we used to do in Scotland. [&it Lady Epping. Paul marches over to the fireplace moodily. Enter Henry. Henry. Mrs. Paul Hughes. \_Ex,it Henry. Enter Evelyn. They stare at each other ernbarrassed, cmd surprised, before they speak. Evelyn. [As if they were the merest acquaintances.] How d'you do, Paul ? Paul. Evelyn ! [Trying to appear at ease.] Have you come to call on Lady Epping ? Evelyn. Yes. And you ? Paul. Yes ; after staying there, you know. I thought it better to call. [A silence. 90 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Evelyn, Yes. What an ideal September day it is. Paul. Is it? Evelyn. Yes. It's beginning to rain. Paul. I'll have a look. [Paul goes to the window. As he moves he surreptitiously returns the chair he sat in near Lady Epping to its orig- inal place. Evelyn. I should leave the furniture as it is if you want to look as if nothing had happened. Paul. [Indigna7itly.] We never sat in those chairs. Evelyn. Of course not. There's a sofa. Paul. [ With dignity I] I think you forget what Lady Epping's position is. Evelyn. I don't know what it is, but I suppose it was on the sofa. LADY EP ping's lawsuit 9 1 Paul. Evelyn — what have you come here for ? Evelyn. To see Lady Epping. Paul. To — to have it out with her ? Evelyn. Have what out, Paul ? Paul. I don't know, but there's a gleam in your eye that I don't like. I hope you are going to be polite to Lady Epping. Evelyn. That was my intention — till I found you here. Kow — now — I don't know that I can answer for myself. Paul, You're not going to fight about me ? Evelyn. That depends on Lady Epping. Paul. But think what a ridiculous figure / should cut standing here between you. 92 lady epping's lawsuit Evelyn. Then you'd better go. Paul. I shan't budge. Lady Epping. {Heard outside.'] Are you there ? Evelyn. {Calling hack.] Yes, I'm here. [Paul looks about hitn in alarm / then^ feeliifig unequal to the situation darts out of the room. Enter Lady Epping. She is surprised to find Evelyn cohere she left Paul, hut her composure is perfect. She advances graciously to Evelyn and shakes hands. Lady Epping. How kind of you to come and see me the first day I am in London. Do sit down. [Evelyn sits. Evelyn. [Seriously.] You take a great interest in my husband, don't you, Lady Epping ? Lady Epping. {Gra^jiously.] I think his work is charming. Evelyn. Before Paul became famous and had his head turned we were like two sweethearts. LADY EPPINC'S LAWSUIT 93 Lady Epping. Indeed. Evelyn. [Besentfully.] Don't you think it's a great shame for a married woman to come between two sweethearts ? Lady Epping. [Seriously.'] Yes, I do. I have wished to speak to you on this matter for some time but I felt delicate about it. However — since you have introduced the subject — Mrs. Hughes, let me counsel you — as an elder woman may a younger — leave him alone. Evelyn. [Surprised.] My husband ? Lady Epping. My brother. Evelyn. Oh I Lady Epping. Your conscience pricks you, so you have come to tell me. Evelyn. No. 94 LAD V EP ping's la wsuit Lady Epping. Don't try to check your better feelings. You are sorry — because, as you said just now, you have come between two sweethearts. Evelyn. It's you. Lady Epping. Don't be rude, please. See, I am not angry with you. I dare say you meant no harm. Evelyn. [ Clenching her fists in inarticulate rage.] Oh ! Oh, oh ! Lady Epping. [Going to her.] There, there. Have a good cry. It will do you good. Evelyn. We are not talking about me and Lord Os- wald and Miss Vanderhide. We are talking .about you and me and Paul ! Lady Epping. I suppose you think it very clever of you to turn it off in this way. Evelyn. Fin not turning it off — you are ! ladv ep ping's lawsuit 95 Lady Epping. I begin to fear your guilt is greater than I had supposed. Evelyn. Oh! Lady Epping. Or you wouldn't lose your self-control in this way. Try and tell me all about it quietly, and we'll see if we can't get you out of the scrape without letting your husband know. Evelyn. Oh, you are a wicked woman. You know quite well I'm in the right and you are in the wrong — but you're so sharp Lady Epping. This is impossible. [^She rings the hell. Evelyn. Call the servants, — turn me out, but I'll get even with you yet — you hard-hearted husband stealer. [Exit Evelyn. Lady Epping. Insolence ! [Enter Henry. Henry. If you please, my lady, are you at home to Miss Berengaria Mortimer ? 96 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. Henry, why, when I distinctly told you I was not at home to any one, did you admit Mrs. Hughes ? Henry. "Well, you see, my lady, she bore the same name as the gentleman who was with you, so I thought she must be his wife. Lady Epping. Well? Henry. I knew if she was his wife it was all right to let her in. Lady Epping. Really, Henry, you are a very stupid boy. Tell Mr. Buck to give you notice at once. Henry. \^Eespectfully.'] Thank you, my lady. Lady Epping. [Screams out.] Berry ! [Miter Miss Mortimer. I^xit Henry. Miss Mortimer. Darling one, I heard of your return, so I rushed in to tell you the news. lady ep ping's lawsuit 97 Lady Epping. Yes, dear, but I want your advice first. You are an actress. You ought to know all about the emotions. Miss Moetimer. I live on emotion. Lady Epping. Suppose a married woman had had a flirta- tion — with a young married man. Miss Mortimer. [ With great interest.'] Oh ! Lady Epping. It's for a play. Miss Mortimer. Oh ! Can you get that past the Censor ? Lady Epping. It was only a flirtation. After a time he left her vowing never to return. Miss Mortimer. Very sensible of him. Lady Epping. Yes, but of course that didn't suit her. Miss Mortimer. Oh, I see — that kind of a woman. 98 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. Not at all — but naturally she's not going to let him throw her over. She's going to throw him over. Miss Mortimer. Naturally. Lady Epping. So she has to see him once more. How is she to get him to come ? Miss Mortimer. I should throw myself at his feet and crave a tryst. Lady Epping. I want sense, not sentiment. Would she make an appeal ? Say, send him a letter that was a little stronger than usual ? Miss Mortimer. I should think she would. Lady Epping. Would that bring him ? Miss Mortimer. I should think it would. LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 90 Lady Epping. That's what I should think. "Will you ex- cuse me if I write a note ? I want to scribble a line to my sister. Miss Mortimer. Certainly, darling one. [Lady Epping sits at tlie writing table. Lady Epping. " My dear boy. I'm sorry I was cold — {she crosses out " cold " a^id writes'] unkind this after- noon. Come in soon and be forgiven. This evening I am going to the play with my hus- band, but at a quarter to ten I will have a severe headache and leave the theatre alone. Call at ten and let us make it up. Yours, F. E." [She puts the letter in an envelope.'] " Paul Hughes, Esquire." [She rings the hell and seals the envelope. Miss Mortimer. What is the play ? Lady Epping. Only a situation I am working out to please myself. I don't think it will ever be published, at least I hope not. [Enter Henry.] Take this letter. Henry. Yes, my lady. Is there any answer ? loo lady epping's lawsuit Lady Epping. You can wait — and see if there's an answer. Henky. Thank you, my lady. {He exits. Lady Epping. Now tell me your news. Miss Mortimer. I begin rehearsals of my new play to- morrow. Lady Epping. Oh, really — who is it by ? Miss Mortimer. Paul Hughes. Lady Epping. How funny — why, you met him at my house. Miss Mortimer. Yes, my own angel, but Lady Epping. And you have eight, if not nine, of my plays under consideration. Miss Mortimer. I know it, precious one, — and I should be producing them all now, one after another, if I LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT lOI had my way, but my stupid manager has al- ready signed with Paul Hughes. Lady Epping. "What is his play about ? Miss Mortimer. I swore on my honour not to tell, but it won't do any harm to tell you. I'm a wife and my husband neglects me for his business, so I flirt with another man. That's the first two acts. Lady Epping. [^Indignantly.'] Oh ! [She recovers herself.'] Go on. Miss Mortimer. The third act is where I get my great chance. I visit my lover late at night and then my hus- band comes, so I hide behind a curtain. Lady Epping. [Breathlessly.] And the end ? Miss Mortimer. I go to the colonies. Lady Epping. But that is the plot of "Two Sins and a Woman." 1 02 LADV EPPING'S LA WSUIT Miss Moetimer. It is the plot of nearly all the plays I ever acted in. Lady Epping. I told him that plot at Epping House. You can't produce it, Berry. I shall apply for an injunction. Miss Mortimer. That would advertise us nicely. Lady Epping. Who's your manager ? Miss Mortimer. Mr. Brooks. Lady Epping. I shall go and read my play to this Mr. Brooks to-morrow morning, \81ie paces about the room.'] Oh, 1 can prove my case up to the hilt. Is he a person one can ask to luncheon ? Miss Mortimer. Who? Lady Epping. This Mr. Banks — your manager. Miss Mortimer. Mr. Brooks. LADV EPP/NG'S LAWSUIT I03 Lady Epping. He can come to tea anyway. I am disap- pointed in Mr. Hughes. I did think that at last I had found a genius who was a gentleman. Where is he to be found ? Miss Mortimer. Who? Lady Epping. This Mr. Rivers — your manager. Miss Mortimer. Mr. Brooks. He is generally to be found at the Trafalgar Theatre. Lady Epping. I shall go and interview him first thing to- morrow morning. I shall say "Mr. Waters " Miss Mortimer. Mr. Brooks. Lady Epping. Oh ! there was Yaneshla — the finest tragic part ever written — and I was willing to turn it into a comedy part to suit you. There was Lady Dorincourt — an excej)tional oppor- tunity for dress. She has a scene in which she tries on hats. You could have had the I04 LADY EPP/NG'S LAWSUIT stage strewn with Paris models. But no— no — you prefer to take a play by Mr. Hughes — a man you met through me. I consider that you have behaved in a most scandalous manner, and I only keep silent because I am in my own house. Miss Mortimee. Don't stop, dear one. I am making a study of you. I have a great scene of indignation in the third act and 1 wasn't sure how to take it [Lady Epping gives an exclamation of anger], but now I know. [She rises and goes to the door.] Good-bye, darling one, and thanks so much. Lady Epping. [ With artificial graciousness.'] Good-bye, Miss Mortimer. \_Exit Miss Mortimer. Enter Lord Epping hy the other door.] Oh, Epping ! Lord Epping. Flora, why aren't you resting ? Lady Epping. Oh, yes, I mustn't neglect my health. [She sits on the sofa and puts her feet up.] Oh, Epping, I've just received such a crushing blow. Sit down. [Lord Epping sits.] Berry Morti- mer is going to produce a play by Mr. Hughes, and it's my play. They've stolen it. LADY EP ping's LAWSUIT I05 LoED Epping. Good gi'acious ! Lady Epping. I shall go to law. Lord Epping. No, Flora. Lady Epping. Am I to lie down and let them trample on me? Lord Epping. You really can't go to law with these people. Lady Epping. They deserve to be shown up. Lord Epping. I wish you'd give up writing plays. It's not fit work for a woman in your position. Lady Epping. Genius is not only to be found in low places. I consider it a possession of which any woman might be proud. Lord Epping. I know genius is not looked down upon as it used to be, and I don't think it ought to be, but I'm getting tired of the way we run after celeb- I o6 LADY EPPING'S LA WSUIT rities and turn Epping House into a Zoo every Saturday to Monday. Lady Epping. It is my pride that every shade of thought is represented at Epping House. Lord Epping. I don't object to cleiier people, but some of the people you get down there are just as stupid as our own relations. It's all very well for you. You amuse yourself with the wits, but /get left with the bores. I've had enough of them. Tilings have got to be changed, and this is a good place to begin. Let them steal your play and make that a reason for cutting the whole gang. It's no use trying to shine at everything. You'll only get neuritis. Lady Epping. [ With qiiist decision^ I shall go to law. Lord Epping. I shan't pay your costs. \Enter Oswald quickly with a smiling face. Oswald. I say, I've made it all right. \To Lady Epping.] We are going to be married on the tenth of November at St. Peter's, Eaton Square. LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 107 Lady Epping. I congratulate you, dear boy, but oh, Oswald ! I am face to face with a grave crisis. My repu- tation is in jeopardy. Oswald. [^Pointedly.'] What did I tell you ? Lady Epping. My literary reputation. After thinking every- thing over very carefully from every point of view, I have at last decided to go to law, Epping refuses to pay my costs. To whom then can I turn but to you ? Oswald. Oh ! How much will the costs be ? Lady Epping. I must have first rate counsel. That may mean thousands of pounds. Oswald. You know I only have five hundred a year. Lady Epping. You had. But on November the tenth you are to marry an American heiress. Oswald. . We are only engaged yet. i08 ladv ep ping's lawsuit Lady Epping. My case won't come on before November. Oswald. I can't ask my wife to support my relations. LoKD Epping. \To Oswald.] I am quite well able to sup- port my own wife. Lady Epping. \To Lord Epping.] I know you are. But you won't do it. You throw me off just when you ought to rally round me. Oswald. Well, you must settle it among yourselves. I can't do anything. \^He moves away from them. Lady Epping. Then my jewels must go. Lord Epping. Flora, you shall not go into court and make a fool of yourself. Lady Epping. Shall not ! Do you say shall not ? Lord Epping. Yes, I did, and I Wjcan it. LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT IO9 Lady Epping. Which of us has made the name of Epping what it is to-day ? Lord Epping. I won't have my wife seeking cheap notoriety. Lady Epping. I think I shall know how to conduct myself in a Com't of Law. Lord Epping. Nobody can be effective in a Court of Law except the Judge. You'll be fastened up in a loose box and forced to answer all sorts of ques- tions. If you've any little secrets you don't want the world to know they'll have them all out of you. Oswald. That might be rather awkward. {Enter Henry. Henry. If you please, my lady, I left your letter. Lady Epping. Yery well — very well. You needn't come and tell me. no LADY EFPING'S LAWSUIT Henry. If you please, my lady, you said I was to see if there was an answer. Lady Epping. Have the answer sent to my room. Henry. There isn't one, my lady ; Mr. Hughes was out. Lady Epping. Oh! Henry. Mrs. Hughes opened the letter. Lady Epping. Mrs. Hughes ? Henry. She said there wasn't any answer — yet. [Lady Epping wa/ves him aside. Exit Henry. Oswald. That sounds ominous. I say, Flora — you canH go to law with him now. Lord Epping. Mow ! What do you mean by she can't go to law with him tww f LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 1 1 Oswald. {Floundering^ Nothing — only — if she's written a letter to Hughes that his wife wasn't meant to see Lady Epping. Idiot ! Lord Epping. Was there anything in that letter that you wouldn't like the world to know ? Lady Epping. Certainly not. Loed Epping. Oswald — will you please leave us ? Lady Epping. {Before Oswald can do so.] Don't go, Os- wald, We've nothing to say to each other you can't hear. {To Lord Epping.J I suppose you'll be telling me next that my letter to Mr. Hughes will be read out in Court. As if it would matter if it wei^e — a casual note — asking him to luncheon. However — as you're both so determined I will do as you wish. I won't go to law. Lord Epping. I see ! You daren't so into Court. 1 1 2 lad y ep ping's la wsuit Lady Epping. Don't be absurd ! LoED Epping. You're hiding something from me. Lady Epping. Nothing of the sort. LoED Epping. "Will you swear it ? Lady Epping. Swear ! If I'm to be sworn and cross exam- ined I may as well go into Court at once. I must now — if it's only to vindicate my charac- ter. Oswald, ring up my solicitor. Oswald. No, Flora — I won't. Lady Epping. Don't, then. I'll do it myself. \SJie snatches the receiver from the telephone and calls down it as the curtain falls.'] I'm going to law ! It's Lady Epping ! What number ? Oh — Holborn 123—3—1, 2, 3. OUKTAIN THE THIKD ACT SCENE, — Courtroom X — King^s Bench Divi- sion. The courtroom is crowded when the curtain rises. Judge Wray is enthroyied opposite the audience. On his right hand is the vacant ivitness-box. In front of him and below him sits the ASSO- CIATE at his desk with the UsHER standing near. In front of the Associate's desk is the Solicitor's table with Lady Epping ayid her solicitor, LoRD Epping, Lady Lucy Lister, and Paul Hughes a7id his solicitor seated round it. On the right of the witness-box and facing left are the twelve jurymen in the jury-box. Facing the jury- box are the benches where the COUNSEL sit. Lady Epping is represented by Mr. Craven, K. C, and Mr. Hickory, and Paul Hughes by Clinton Perry. Be- sides all these people there are also present many barristers, solicitors'' clerics, newspaper reporters and sketch artists, and general pub- lic. Evelyn Hughes and Miss Beren- GARIA Mortimer are accommodated with 113 114 LADY EP ping's LAWSUIT chairs in front of the jury-box and on the bench on either side of the Judge are seated Lord Oswald Bruce-Bannerman and Miss YandERHIDE, who has now become Lady Oswald Bruce-Bannerman, Lady Beacroft and other smartly dressed ladies. Hickory. [Hising and saying to Wray.] May it please your Lordship [The rest of the speech to the Jury.] Gentlemen of the Jury, the Count- ess of Epping is the Plaintiff and Mr. Paul Hughes the Defendant. The claim is to re- cover damages for the infringement of copy- right of a play written by plaintiff and entitled " Two Sins and a Woman," and to restrain the defendant from again performing his play entitled " Smoke without Fire " which we claim is substantially a copy of the said play. The defendant has pleaded denying that " Smoke without Fire " is in any sense a copy of " Two Sins and a Woman." Upon these pleas issue is joined and these are the issues you will have to try. [He sits down. Craven. [Rising and addressing Wray.] May it please your lordship [To the Jury.] Gentlemen of the Jury LADY EPP/JVG'S LA WSUIT 1 1 $ Wray. I should like to mention here that the plain- tiff is a personal friend of mine. Is there any objection to my hearing the case ? Perry. ]!^ot the slightest, my lord. Lady Epping. On the contrary Evelyn. \To Miss Mortimer.] She is trying to fascinate the Judge now ; it isn't fair. Craven. This action is brought by the plaintilf to re- cover damages for the infringement of the copyright of her play "Two Sins and a Woman." The defendant is a professional dramatist, and, like other professional drama- tists, is no doubt frequently hard up for a plot. We know that in such cases necessity is not al- ways the Mother of Invention. The plaintiff herself will tell you how, on the tenth of July at Epping House — one of her ladyship's many country seats — she told the defendant the plot of her play " Two Sins and a Woman." Wray. Why didn't she call it " Three Sins " ? \Oeneral laughter in which Wray and Il6 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT eoery one hut Craven and Lady Epping join. Craven loolis about him impatiently till the laughter has subsided before he proceeds. Craven. The plaintiff will also tell you how, a few minutes later, on the same day, she read extracts from the said play to the defendant, and how finally in the month of September she read him the whole of " Two Sins and a Woman," and the whole of sixteen other plays while they were both guests at Cookie Castle in Scotland. Wray. I thought I had seen it stated somewhere that Lady Epping had only written fifteen plays when she went to Cookie Castle. Craven. She wrote two more dming the last week of August. [To the Jury.] Up to the end of the Cookie visit the relations between the plaintiff and the defendant seem to have been excep- tionally — er — [Lady Epping clear^s her throat\ harmonious. It was not until September twenty-fifth that her ladyship began to suspect she had been nourishing a viper in her — er — entertaining a viper unawares. On that day the plaintiff received a call from Miss Berengaria Mortimer — {all eyes are turned towards MiSS LAD Y EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 1 7 MoETiMER, who poses Complacently!^ the cele- brated actress. Miss Berengaria Mortimer in- formed Lady Epping that she had been engaged by Mr. Brooks of the Trafalgar Theatre to play the principal part in Mr. Paul Hughes' play " Smoke without Fire." When Lady Epping asked Miss Berengaria Mortimer to tell her the plot of the play, Miss Berengaria Mortimer told it — in the exact words Lady Epping had used to tell the plot of " Two Sins and a Woman " to Mr. Hughes. Gentlemen, our claim is not only that the whole of the plot of " Smoke without Fire " is copied from " Two Sins and a Woman." We claim that one of the scenes is copied, the situation at the end of the third act, and two lines of the dialogue — the lines " I love you " and " I hate you." Now, gentlemen, you are doubtless aware that " Smoke without Fire " was not a success, but we claim that if " Two Sins and a Woman " had been produced in its place, it would have been a success, and that if it had been a success, Lady Epping's sixteen other plays would have been produced and would have been successes too. It will be for you to calculate what her profits ought to have been. Wray. It seems to me, Mr. Craven, that would be almost as difficult to estimate as an Income tax. 1 1 8 LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT Craven. It is not for me, my lord, to improve upon the methods of the present Government. \To the Jury.] Gentlemen, I hope you will re- member that the plaintiff, though a countess, is also a woman — a woman in search of justice. Divest the noble plaintiff of her rank, her wealth, her regal residences, her servants, dogs, jewels, motor cars and family plate — and picture her struggling up the ladder of Fame supported only by her pen. There I will leave her, gentlemen, and as you watch her and listen to her, remember that she suffers just what your own wives and daughters would have suf- fered in a similar situation : she has the same hopes and fears, difficulties and dangers, the same red blood tingling in her veins. [He sits down. Wray. I always thought a countess's blood was blue. [^General laughter' in whichW ray joins. Hickory. Lady Epping [Lady Epping enters the witness-box. Her hehaviour is modest, dignified and attentive until she becomes at home. She appears unconscious of the interest she creates. The Sketch Artists set vigorously to work to draw her. lady ep ping's lawsuit ii9 Associate. [To Lady Epping cmd gabbling almost inco- herently ^^ Take the Book in your right hand. The evidence you shall give to the court and jury, touching the matters in the question, shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Kiss the Book. [Lady Epping does so. Lucy. [To Lord Epping.] Bid you see her kiss the Book ? How sweet ! USHEK. Sh! Sh! Craven. You are Flora, Teresa, Maud, Adelaide, Platt- Byng, Countess of Epping, Viscountess Epping and Baroness Epping in the United Kingdom ; Baroness Leopardstown of Leopardstown in Ireland ; Viscountess Peak and Baroness Clack in England and a Lady of Justice of the Order of St. John of Jerusalem — the plaintiff ? Lady Epping. Yes. Craven. And you live at Epping House, Leopards- town Manor, Peak Park, Clack Court and Berkeley Square? 1 20 LAD Y EP PING'S LA WSUIT Lady Epping. Yes. Craven. You have written a number of plays ? Lady Epping. Yes. Craven. Have any of your plays been produced ? Lady Epping. One of my plays was produced in the ball- room at Cookie Castle last September, with myself in the principal part, supported by sev- eral friends. The ballroom was crowded with several more friends and all the indoor and outdoor servants. We had a very great success. Craven. So that you would not consider yourself a novice in matters connected with the stage ? Lady Epping. Certainly not, for I have also taken part in tableaux in some of the leading London theatres. Craven. Do you remember the tenth of July ? Lady Epping. "Was that the day I made the acquaintance of Mr. Hughes ? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 121 Craven. \8miling graciously ^^ I am asking you. Lady Epping. Oh, then I suppose it would be, otherwise you wouldn't have asked me — yes. Craven. "What happened on the tenth of July ? Lady Epping. I made the acquaintance of Mr. Hughes ? Craven. Yes. Lady Epping. Thank you. I thought him a very conceited young man. Wray. You are not allowed to say what you thought. Lady Epping. I concluded that he was a verj"" conceited young man. Craven. Yes, yes — now — do you remember the four- teenth of July ? 1 22 LAD V EP PING'S LA WSUIT Lady Epping. The fourteenth — let me see — oh, yes ! {Brightly to Wray.] That was the Sunday you spent with us ! Wray. [Smiling at Lady Epping.] And very much I enjoyed it. Lady Epping. I'm so glad. Bo come and see us again. Wray. [Smiling at Lady Epping.] M-m-m ! Craven. [ Waiting with obtrusive patience to continue.] My lord, am I to continue my examination ? Wray. Certainly, Mr. Craven, certainly. [He leans had' in his chair andhecomes absorbed in his hands. Craven. What else do you remember about the four- teenth of July ? Lady Epping. I came into the drawing-room just before tea and found the two defendants LAD V EP ping's la WSUIT 1 2 3 Wray. [Smilingly.^^ There is only one defendant. Lady Epping. [Jo Wray.] He knows what I mean. [^To Ceaven.] I began to tell them about my plays. Craven. What else ? Lady Epping, The conversation then became general. / talked while they listened. Craven. Did you tell them the plot of a particular play? Lady Epping. \_As if she thought that a vei'y silly question.'] Well, of course. That's what we're all here about. Craven. What was the title of the particular play ? Lady Epping. "Two Sins and a Woman." Craven. Did Mr. Hughes make any comment ? 1 24 LADY EP ping's LA WSUIT Lady Epping. None whatever. I see now that he must have been committing my plot to memory so that he could use it himself. Perry. [^Rising to protest.^ My lord Lady Epping. [Stares at Perry, then says to Wray.] Is he allowed to interrupt me like that ? Wray. He is quite within his rights. Lady Epping. But I wasn't speaking to him at all. I was speaking to Mr. Craven. Wray. It would be better if you did not cast reflec- tions on the defendant. Lady Epping. Yery well, I'll accept that from you or Mr. Craven, but not from Mr. Perry. I'm not em- ploying hi7n. Craven. What happened after tea on the fourteenth of July ? LADY EFP/JVG'S LAIVSUIT 125 Lady Epping. I read an extract from "Two Sins and a Woman " to the defendant. Craven. When did you next read " Two Sins and a Woman " to the defendant ? Lady Epping. At Cookie Castle in September. Craven. Do you remember the twenty-fifth of Sep- tember ? Lady Epping. [Playfully.'] I thought you were going to say, " Do you remember the fifth of November ? " Wray. I think the exact quotation is, " Please to re- member the fifth of November." [ General and jprolonged laughter, in which Wtlay Joijis. Perry. \Half rising as he says smiling.'] Another case of a plot which was suppressed. [A feeble laugh is raised at this jest but it is immediately suppressed by the Usher. 126 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Wray. {Sternly^ If there is any more of this levity I shall clear the Court. Craven. [ Wlio has heen 'impatient during the jokes. \ Do you recall on the twenty-fifth of September Miss Berengaria Mortimer coming to see you '? Lady Epping. Ida Wray. Who is Miss Berengaria Mortimer ? Miss Mortimer. [^Surprised and in a tone of disappointment.'] Oh! Craven. The celebrated actress, my lord. Lady Epping. {Smiling at Wray.] Berry. You remem- ber Berry ! Wray. \^In a reverie.'] Garia ! [Jle leans hack as he says to Craven.] What are you waiting for, Mr. Craven ? Craven. What did Miss Berengaria Mortimer tell you ? LAD Y EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 2/ Lady Epping. [ With serious indignation. ^, The plot of Mr. Hughes' play — and no sooner had she let the cat out of the bag than I recognized it as my own child. CRAVEISr. Yes — well — now I think you saw the first performance of the defendant's play, " Smoke without Fire " ? Lady Epping. I did. I thought it very weak — except in the places where it resembles mine — the rest of it bored me. Lucy can tell you. She was with me. Lady Lucy Lister. \^Pointing.'] She's sit- ting over there. [Every one turns to look at LuCY, who appears unconscious of their gaze. Wray. Is Lady Lucy Lister to be called ? Craven. No, my lord. Wray. [Graciously.'] I'm sorry. Lucy. So am I. [She hows graciously to Wrat. 128 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT Craven. What in your opinion are the salient points of resemblance between the two plays ? Lady Epping. The plots are just the same. Wray. Most plots are. {Prolonged laughter in which Wray joiiis. Craven. Do you find any of the dialogue similar ? Lady Epping. I do. In my play Lady Dorincourt says to the Duke of Vere, " I hate you." In Mr. Hughes' play Mrs. What's-her-name says pre- cisely the same thing to Mr. Whatever-his- name-is, and they all four say, " I love you." Craven. Do you find any other resemblance ? Lady Epping. I do. Their third act passes in a bachelor's chambers at eleven o'clock at night, and so does mine. Craven. Are there any scenes in the two plays which you consider similar ? LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 129 Lady Epping. Yes. The scenes at the ends of the third acts. Craven. Describe these scenes to the Jury in your own way. Lady Epping. Well, in their play the husband finds the wife in the lover's rooms, and there's a lot of talk and a kind of struggle and the wife flops over on the hearth-rug. [Continuing with great dramatic emphasis and jjoirit in the de- scription of her oiori play.~\ Now, in my play, Lord Dorincourt tears the portiere aside and discovers — Lady Dorincourt. " Lilian, is that you ? " he says and she says " Yes." Then he turns to the Duke of Vere and says, " I never thought you would do such a thing." And the Duke stands like this — \with her arms hy her sides and her head henf] never says a word — just stands like this. [Holding the pose a nio- 7nent hefore she continues excitedly.] Then Lord Dorincourt seizes the Duke of Yere by the throat and forces him to his knees. Lady Dorincourt rushes between them crying [her arms wide apart and shrieking], " liill me / " [She drops her arms and srjiiles.] That's my curtain. 1 30 LAD V EP PING'S LA WSUIT Wkay. [^Pleasantly.'] A very pretty incident. [Cea- VEN sits. Perry immediately rises. Weay groans at the sight of Perry.] Oh ! [He sits hack extremely hored. Lady Epping's attitude towards Perry is stubborn and antagonistic. She looks ujpon him as her enemy. Perry's manner at the heginning is pompous. Perry. Is it not true that you offered to tell Mr. Hughes the plot of your play ? Lady Epping. I don't remember. Perry. Do you suggest that he asked you to tell it him? Lady Epping. He may have done so. Perry. Wormed it out of you ? Lady Epping. I don't think I know that expression. Perry. Was Mrs. Hughes present ? LADY EP ping's LA WSUIT 1 3 1 Lady Epping. She may have been. Perry. [^Exasperated^ shouting.'] Was she ? Lady Epping. [Also shouting.] Yes ! Perry. I suppose you will not deny that on Sunday afternoon, the fourteenth of July, while you were having tea with a number of friends, you announced your intention of collaborating on a play with Mr. Hughes ? Lady Epping. You were there and heard me. Perry. Will you kindly say if this is not so ? Lady Epping. It may have been. Perry. [Losing his temper.] I don't want " It may have been" I want "yes" or "no." [Lady Epping hegins to draw on her glove in a leisurely manner., quite ignoring Perry who hecomes more exasperated^ Yes or no? [Pause^^ Yes or no ? 132 LADY EPPTNG'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. [Pleasantly to "Wray.] Couldn't you come to us for Christmas ? Wray. [Smiles.'] M [Solemnly.'] Now answer the question. [He busies himself with his notes. Lady Epping. [To Perry.] "Would you mind saying it all over again ? I've forgotten what you asked me. Perry. [Disconcerted, he turns to a Barrister near him and says in a whisper.] Do you remember what it was ? Barrister. I wasn't attending. Perry. We will pass on to — to — yes — now — this great success you say you had when you played your own play before your own servants. Lady Epping. I never said I played my own play before my own servants. Perry. Yes you did. LADV EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 3 3 Lady Epping. No, I didn't. Peeey. You said just now you had a great success at Cookie Castle before an audience mainly com- posed of servants. Lady Epping. Not my servants. Peeey. Whose servants ? Lady Epping. My father's, Peeey. Well, well, well, your father's servants then. We won't quarrel about that. I suppose your father's servants had to applaud you ? Lady Epping. Do you ? Peeey. Had they ? Weay. That is a question for Lady Epping's father's servants. i 34 LADY EP ping's LA WSUIT Lady Epping. {^Cheerfully P\^ A very good retort. I nearly made it myself. [To Perky.] Well, anything else ? Perry. You are not allowed to ask me questions. Lady Epping. My own side will correct me when neces- sary. Perry. This question of the third acts both passing in a bachelor's chambers. I suppose you don't think you have the exclusive right to use a bachelor's chambers at 11 o'clock at night ? Lady Epping. {Indignantly?^ How dare you say such a thing ? As if I should ever dream Perry. I mean — to use them — in an artistic sense. Lady Epping. Don't attempt to explain ; let us pass away from this very disagreeable incident. Perry. '' I love you." LAD Y EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 3 5 Lady Epping. [Surprised, she draws herself up."] Mr. Perry ! Peery. " I hate you." Lady Epping. [^Realizing that he is quoting from her playJ] Oh, I see. "Wkay. [ Waking up.'] What was that ? Keally, Mr. Perry, I must take exception to your language. Perry. I was quoting Lady Epping. Wray. That's no excuse. Lady Epping is not sup- posed to know the etiquette of the Court and you are. Perry. I am obliged to your lordship. These lines "I love you" and "I hate you" — don't you realize that they are very commonplace ? Lady Epping. I do now. Perry. Didn't you realize that as you wrote them ? 136 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. No — it was as you spoke them. [Slight general laughter. Peeey. I really must ask you to treat me with more respect. Lady Epping. [Smiling indulgently. '\ Poor little Mr. Perry ! Peeey. [Indignantly.'] Oh ! [He sits down nearly crying with ra^ge. Ceaven. Lady Epping — it has been suggested that you insisted on telling Mr. Hughes the plot of your play ? Lady Epping. Only by Mr. Perry. Ceaven. Is it true that you forced your play on the defendant's attention ? Lady Epping. No. He wormed it out of me. Ceaven. Thank you. \He sits down. LAD r EFP/NG'S LA WSUIT 1 37 Lady Epping. Can I come out? [Craven hows to her. Leading the loitness-hox, she says to Weay.] Good-bye ! [She waves her hand to him — then rejoins Lord Epping.] Now are you satisfied ? Usher. Sli, sh! Lady Epping. [Staring at the Usher.] I'm the plaintiff. [Sits beside Lord Epping. Craven. [To Wray.] That is the plaintiff's case, my lord. [Me then sits. Perry. [Rising to address Wray.] Idlay it please your lordship Wray. [Groaning at the sight of Perry.] Oh ! Perry. Gentlemen of the Jury. My learned friend, in his opening speech, asked you to remember that the plaintiff, though a countess, is also a woman. At the same time he has lost no opportunity of reminding you that, though a woman, she is also a countess — as if on that account she has a special claim upon your sym- 138 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT pathies. Now, gentlemen — I hope you will not be snobs, but like the free-born lower-middle class Britons that you probably are — you will support a poor defendant against a rich plain- tiff — whatever the rights of the case. sJOrojp- jpimg his voice to a sad tofw.'] The defendant, gentlemen, is no charming woman — such as you have just seen. He is merely — a man. [ IVith sudden Jire.'] But he is an Englishman ! A Boy. Hooray ! Perry. with all those fine and noble qualities which have made Englishmen — what we are. Courage, veracity, brawn, all the domestic and conjugal virtues coupled with a taste for sport. Could such a man be guilty of robbing a woman ? This story, gentlemen, which Lady Epping claims to have invented is literally as old as Adam. "Who are the eternal hero, hero- ine and villain of drama but Adam and Eve and the Serpent ? Boil almost every play down to its component parts and you find our three old friends at the bottom of the pot. [ WorJc- i7\g himself up to a final hurst of indignation.'] Are we to hand over the copyright of the book of Genesis to Lady Epping? Did she create Adam and Eve ? Is she the author of their fall ? Did she invent sin, and are we not to be LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 39 allowed to participate ia it? Gentlemen, are you going to surrender this precious heritage, or will you rise in your might and give a brother Englishman fair play ! \IIe sits down exhausted hy Ms great effort. There is some ajpjglause. Usher. Sh,shl Wray. This demonstration is really most uncalled for. Perry. {Rising and still exhausted^ Mr. Paul Hughes. EvELYisr. \To Miss Mortimer.] He'll never be able to answer their questions ; he'll be worse than he was at the interview. [Paul enters the witness-hox. Associate. {Oahhling incoherently as 'before.'] Take the Book in your right hand. The evidence you shall give to the Court and Jury touching the matter in the question shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Kiss the Book. [Paul kisses the Booh and returns it. I40 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Perry. You are the defendant, and you live at " Monrepos," Edgware Koad ? Paul. Yes, my lord. Wray. Please don't address Mr, Perry as My lord. Paul. \To Wray.] No, sir. Wray. \Se'oerely.'\ Don't be facetious. Paul. I didn't mean to Wray. Don't talk so much. \As he leans hack.'] I really must put a stop to all this chattering and frivolity. Perry. Do you remember the fourteenth of July ? Paul. Yes, my wife and I were staying at Epping House. Lady Epping read me extracts from several of her plays. Perry. Tell us briefly the circumstances. LADV EPP/NG'S LA IVSUIT 1 4 1 Paul. It was after tea. [To Wray.] You'd just gone out for a walk with Lady Beacrof t Wray, Address your remarks to the Jury. Paul. [To Jury.] The Judge and Lady Bea- crof t Wray. [Interrupting impatiently.'] No, no, no. We don't want this. Perry. Did you steal any of Lady Epping's ideas ? [Craven laughs. Perry angrily to Craven,] Don't interrupt while I am examining the wit- ness. [To Paul.] Did you steal any of Lady Epping's ideas ? Wray. That is a question for the Jury, Mr. Perry. Perry. I am obliged to your lordship. [To Paul.] Then I may take it you did not steal any of Lady Epping's ideas ? Paul. No. [He adds hastily.] Yes. 142 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT Wray. {Jmpatieritly.'] Which d'you mean — no or yes? Paul. If he means did I steal them, I mean Wray. [Angrily. ^^ Don't trifle with the Court, Mr. Hughes. Remember you are on your oath. Paul. [Syhmissively.~\ Yes. Wray. [To Perry.] Yes. He did steal them. Paul. \_Desperately.'\ No. Wray. [Exasperated.'] Well, which is it ? Yes or no? Perry. I think he means " yes." Cravey. [Springing up.] I object to the way my learned friend is leading the witness. Perry. [Pompously.] I will put the question in another way. Did you or did you not steal any LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 4 3 of Lady Epping's ideas? [Craven laughs. Perry losing his temper.~] My lord, I cannot proceed with ray examination if my friend con- tinues to titter at everything I say. Craven. I didn't titter. I laughed. Perry. [Angrily.'] You tittered. Wray. [Looking up suddenly.'] Eh ? What's the matter ? [Angrily to Paul.] Why don't you answer the questions ? Stand up straight and take your hands out of your pockets. You are a most unsatisfactory witness. Evelyn. [To Miss Mortimer.] Isn't the Judge hard upon him ? Perry. Your play " Smoke without Fire " did not run very long, I think ? Paul. Three weeks. Perry. Ah ! A complete failure. i 44 LADY EPFING'S LA WSUIT Paul. A succes d'estime. Perry. In spite of your play being such a disastrous succes d'estime, Lady Epping claims to be the author ? Paul. She says our plots are just alike. Wray. I once heard a learned judge say, "Most plots are." \Oeneral laughter in which W bay joins. Perry. [To Wray.] That is our defense, my lord. Our author claims that it is impossible to write an entirely original play. They have all been written. One more question : Is your play, in your opinion, entirely original ? Paul. It is. [Perry, having finished his exami/tia- tion, sits. Craven rises to cross-ex- amine. Craven. We have heard that on Sunday afternoon, the fourteenth of July, the plaintiff read you an extract from "Two Sins and a Woman." LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT 1 45 Paul. , Yes. Craven. The play was produced Wray. [^Interrupting.'] But I thought it never was produced. Craven. [Irritably to Wray.] If your lordship will allow me to finish my sentence — \to Paul] the play was produced from a black tin box. [To his Clerk.] Have we the black tin box in Court? [The Clerk produces the black tin box which was used in the first act. Wray. As you can't produce the play, you produce the black tin box. [Prolonged laughter in which Wray joins. Craven. [To Paul.] Is that the box in which Lady Epping keeps her plays ? Paul. I believe so. 1 46 LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT Craven. Did you see that box at Cookie Castle ? Paul. Yes — I think so. Craven. \^I'mpressively.'] No — don't think so — be sui-e. Paul. Yes. Wray. Let me see the box. \^It is handed up to "Wray who taps it^ then opens it and peers in- side^ I think the Jury ought to see this. \As Associate rises slowly.^ Make haste please or I may drop it on the Usher's head. \^It is handed to the Jury. Craven. There is a remarkable thing about that box. It won't lock. \A sensation in Courti\ You had easy access to that box ? Paul. No. Craven. Bat it won't lock. Paul. Oh I lady epping's lawsuit i47 Ceaven. I suggest to you that the box won't lock. Paul. I'll take your word for it. Craven. I further suggest that it was perfectly simple for you to take the play out of the box had you so desired. Paul. JSTo. Ceaven. You knew where Lady Epping kept the box ? Paul. Yes. Weay. "Where did she keep it ? Paul. Under her bed. \LaiLghter^ immediatdy suppressed. Ceaven. You are a successful dramatist ? Paul. I believe so. Ceaven. Altogether a most exemplary young man. 148 lady ep ping's lawsuit Paul. That is a question for the Jury. Wray. [Sweetly to Craven.] Will you give us your detinition of an exemplary young man, Mr. Craven ? [Prolonged laughter in which "Wray joins. Craven. [Impressi/vely.] Indirectly, my lord — by proving that the defendant is not one. lA general rustle in Courts murmurs^ Tnovement, whispering, etc. Lucy. [To Lord Epping.] That's what they call sensation ! Usher. Sh, sh ! Craven. My learned friend in his opening speech scorned the suggestion that you have robbed Lady Epping because you are such a model of all the domestic and conjugal virtues. Paul, Yes. LADV EP PING'S LAWSUIT 1 49 Craven. Asa matter of fact, I think you are separated from your wife. Paul. [Eagerly. '\ I can explain that. Craven. [Severely.'] I won't trouble you for an ex- planation. You are separated from your wife ? Paul. It's all about a letter. Craven. What letter ? Paul. A letter which was addressed to me and which fell into my wife's hands. Craven. A compromising letter ? Paul. [Hesitating.] "Well Wray. [Severely.] Answer the question. "Was the letter compromising ? Paul. 1 50 LAD Y EPPING'S LA WSUIT Cbaven. [Triunvphantly.'] Ah ! Paul. in a way, Wray. Do stop talking. I never heard anything like the way you run on with irrelevant re- marks. Who was the letter from ? Paul. I don't remember, Wea-Y. Don't remember ! Don't remember ! Paul. No, my lord — I do not remember. Craven. My lord, I believe Mrs. Paul Hughes is in court. No doubt she will remember. Paul. [^Losing his head.'] No, she doesn't. Neither of us do, but if your lordship insists, I will write the lady's name on a piece of paper, Wray. Yes, you'd better. [Paul writes a namne on a page of his pocketbooh. It is passed to Wray. LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 15 1 "Wray reads the paper ^ then gives a little scream of surprise and amusement^ Oh ! \He leans hack in his chair^ smiling^ covers his face with his handkerchief and ogles Lady Epping over the top of it. Perry. [With the letter in his ha7id.'] My lord, it was not my intention to use this letter, but since my friend has introduced the subject I propose to put it in as evidence. Wray. Evidence of what ? Perry. Evidence that this is nothing but a trumped- up case. Craven. [Springs up, protesting. ~\ Oh ! my lord ! Wray. Sit down, Mr. Craven. [Craven does so and leaning over reads the letter in Perry's hand. Perry. I submit that this letter clearly shows that the plaintiff and the defendant had quarreled — that it was a quarrel of a most private and in- 152 LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT timate character. I further submit that her ladyship's only motive in bringing this action is revenge. Craven. \It^8i7lg^^ My lord, this letter cannot be material to any of the issues raised, Wray. It was you who introduced the letter, Mr. Craven. I think we must have it. Lady Epping. \To Craven.] No, no ! Perry. I will read the letter. It begins Craven. My lord, I protest Lady Epping. \To Craven.] Snatch it. Perry. {Holding the letter high up so that Craven cannot snatch it and raising his voice to he hea/rd.'\ " My dear " Craven. [Protesting. "l My lord LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT I53 Perry. " My dear " Wray. {Raising his voice a7igrily.] Gentlemen, gentlemen ! Perhaps it will be sufficient if / read the letter. Perry. As your lordship pleases. [The letter is handed to Wray, who reads it with an expression of surprise and aniuse^nent. Wray. I think we must hear what the plaintiff has to say about this letter. Let Lady Epping come back into the box. [Lady Epping is reluctant to re-entei^ the box. Lord Epping, Craven and her Solicitor urge her. She rises slowly and goes towards the hox., meeting Paul as he steps out of it so that they almost collide. Paul steps aside and says^ "/ heg your pardon.'''' Lady Epping enters the hox. Perry. iiand the letter to the witness. [The letter is taken from Wray and handed to Lady Epping.] Did you write that letter ? 154 LADY EP PING'S LAWSUIT Lady Epping. {^Sweetly.'] I must read it before I can be sure, mustn't I ? YShe jpei'uses the letter. Perey. Did you write that letter ? Lady Epping. It is something like my writing. Perry. \Triu'mpliantly ?\^ Ah ! Lady Epping. That's not saying I wrote it. Perry. You admit the writing resembles yours. Lady Epping. But there's so much similarity in handwriting, you see. Modern women are so much alike. We talk alike and dress alike, and all look about thirty, so it's not surprising if we all write alike. Perry. I am not asking you for general statements. I am asking you if you wrote that letter. Lady Epping. I submit it has no bearing on the issues. LAD Y EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 5 5 Wray. {Sharj>ly.'\ Answer the question. Lady Epping. [Floundering.'] The question ! Perry. Did you write ? Lady Epping. I write so many letters. Perry. Did you ? Lady Epping. I'm trying to think. Perry. Did ? Lady Epping. September the twenty-fifth. Now what did I do on September the twenty-fifth? Oh, I know — I went to Peckham to open some baths and then — then Wray. [Shmiting.'] Did you write that letter ? Lady Epping. [Pretending to read the letter.] "Dear Mr. Hughes. Can you lunch here on Tuesday ? Just ourselves. Do come. F. Epping." I can 156 LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT quite believe I wrote tliat. I write dozens and dozens of letters every day. Evelyn. [To Miss Mortimer.] Oh, that wasn't the letter she wrote at all. Lady Epping. How can I possibly remember them all three months after ? Who could ? [She tears the let- ter' into little hits as she says recklessly. ~\ Ask any woman if she can remember. [As soon as Lady Epping begins to tear wp the letter^ Perry fiies to the witness- box to try and stop her. General move- merit. The whole Court rises in great excitement shouting and gesticulating. Perry. Stop, stop ! My lord ! Wray. Lady Epping ! Lady Epping ! Usher. [Da/ncing about in front of the witness-box.'] Hi ! Hi ! Stop that ! Lady Epping. Go away. [She waves Usher and Perry aside.] Oh, look what I've done ! LADV EP PING'S LA WSUIT 1 5 / \She scatters the hits of paper with hoth hands. The people in Court resume their seats. Wray. [^Solemnly.'] Are you aware that you have committed two most grave offenses ? Lady Epping, {^Alarmed.'] What ? Wray. Your conduct amounts to perjury and con- tempt of Court, Lady Epping. What? Wray. You have sworn to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, yet you delib- erately make false statements and destroy doc- umentary evidence. Never have I met with anything so flagrant. I must commit you to the cells. Lady Epping. \_Uttering a piercing shrie]c.'\ Oh! \_Great sensation in court. Much movement and inco- herent talking. Lady Epping 7noaning when silence is restored.'] The cells ! [^Hysterically to Wray.] Oh, my lord — how should I know 158 LADY EP PING'S LA WSUIT I'd committed a crime ? I'm very sorry. I'll apologize to the whole bar. Wray. \Restraining her with a gesture?^ You really did not know you were committing an offense in tearing up that letter ? Lady Epping. No, no — indeed I didn't. I tore it up — because I always tear up letters as I've read them. I never thought I should be sent to prison for it. Wray. \To Counsel.] I think we had better ac- cept Lady Epping's apology and proceed with the case. Lady Epping. \_Distractedly.'] Oh, no, no. Let's drop it and get out. [To Craven and Perry.] You two settle it between you. I'll pay all the costs out of my own pocket. If you can't get the money from my husband try my sister-in-law — {^points to Miss Vanderhide] Lady Oswald Bruce- Bannerman. I withdraw my case. Wray. You may withdraw your case if you choose but to withdraw it now looks rather LADY EPPING'S LAWSUIT 1 59 Ladt Epping My lord — may I be allowed to explain ? Wkay. Certainly. Lady Epping. May it please your lordship, gentlemen of the jury — it has nothing to do with the letter. I withdraw my case because I have no case to withdraw. Mr. Craven ought never to have allowed me to bring this action. [Ceaven hangs his papers down on to the hench in front of him in a great rage.'] I saw that during Mr. Perry's very able speech . . . [Perry rises and hows'] about Adam and Eve and Satan. This is not a case of plagiarism at all. It is a case of coincidence — one of those instances of two clever people both thinking the same thing. I will only add — I'm surprised Mr. Craven couldn't see it. [Hickory laughs / Craven turns upon Mtu angrily. Wray. Before the Court rises, I should like to com- pliment everybody concerned upon the able way in which this case has been conducted. I agree with Lady Epping it should never have been brought, yet the experience will not have l6o LADY EP ping's lawsuit been in vain if it teaches both the plaintiff and the defendant the folly of trying to shine out- side their legitimate spheres. Mr. Hughes, the autnor — posing as a man of fashion : Lady Epping, not content with her countess's coronet, trying to find room on her head for a wreath of laurel leaves. What a sorry spectacle ! As in- congruous as if a judge should mistake himself for a jester. [Loud laughter from eveinj one in court except Wray, who looks mdignantly around him. The UsHER, seeing they are laughing in the wrong place at once excitedly quells the laughter. There is imfmediate silence?^ Mr. Hughes, my advice to you is this — Get out of the smart set as quickly as you can and stick to your work and your wife. \To Lady Ep- ping.] Lady Epping — you have told us it is your habit to tear up your letters. Lady Epping. Yes. Wray. Extend it to your plays. CURTAIN a. 3^. ^inero'0 Pap lancet 50 €mt0 €ac|i THE MAGISTRATE •^*'"°® ^"^ Three Acts. Twelve males, four females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, all interior. Plays two hours and a half. TIE NOTORIODS MRS. EBBSMITH ^/^^^ J^ ?«7 ^f EigLt males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, all interiors. Plays a full evening. THE PROFLIGATE ^^^y^^^o^rActs. seven males, eve females. Scenery, three Interiors, rather elaborate ; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. THE SCHOOLMISTRESS ^arce InThree Acts. 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