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Costumea,. modern ; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. LADY ROUNTIFDL ^^^ ^ ^'^^ ^^^^' ^^^^ males, seven fe- males. Costumes, modern ; scenery, four in- teriors, not easy Plays a full evening. LFTTY ^'*"** *^ Four Acts and an Epilogue. Ten males, five fe- ^ males. Costumes, modem ; scenery complicated. Plays a full evening. Sent prepaid on receipt of price by Salter i^* QBafier & Company No. 5 Hamilton Place, Boston, Massachusetts The Bargain Counter A Farce in Three Scenes For Female Characters By GRACE MOODY BOSTON WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 1910 The Bargain Counter < CHARACTERS Mrs. Marsh Marigold, an elderly lady. Miss Veronica Speedwell, ejigaged to Reggie. Miss Daisy Chain e, niece to Mrs. Marsh Marigold, Mrs. Crosston, landlady. Rose Campion, maid. Costumes : — Modern. Copyright, 1910, by Walter H. Baker & Co. ©XLO 2208 ;■• The Bargain Counter SCENE I. — Breakfast room in Mrs. Crosston's house. Rose Campion discovered sitting in an easy chair. Supposed to be dusting. Rose. Dear me! {Yawns.) I am tired — it's all work! work ! work ! Well enougli to be one of tliese young ladies, like these two staying here now — nothing to do, and all day to do it in. {Ring at bell.) Postman's bell ! Missus not up yet — 1 must answer it, I s'pose. What's the good of going to see the postman — he never can ever pass the time of day I Now the butcher— Mr. Bob Peany — he is never in a hurry, never ! He is an obliging young man, he is, — and has very good taste, too. {Ring again.) Oh! Pm coming. {Goes out grumbling. Rose outside, loud enough to be overheard.) Oh ! it's only the postman. Any letters? Four ! {Ironically.) Thank you, sir, and next time please don't ring so loud. Good-morning. {Reenters with letters.) Three for Mrs. Marsh Marigold. Hum ! they don't look much. I never do hold with them as looks — prying like — at letters — nor I wouldn't do it, not for nothing ! {Looks at the letters all the time.) Miss Veronica Speedwell ! She gets letters ! Why quantities ! look at this fat one. I knows that writing — she gets one or two a day like that, and soiuelimes a telegram ; all the letters in the same handwriting — good, square, natty writing. {Picks out a circular.) What's this? Why, a sale at Mr. Early Primrose's ! Great reduction at Early Primrose's. Well, this sounds well ! If I can, I will slip out later on — I'll go and have a look round. 1 badly wants a new hat for Sunday. Why, last Sunday I happened casually to meet Mr. Bob Peany, and I felt quite ashamed — I did indeed — he is always so smart and affable, and even if Missus does tell me Pm extravagant if I get a new hat— who cares for Missus? {Enter yi^^.C ^O'^^, aside.) I hope she didn't hear that last. 3 4 THE BARGAIN COUNTER Mrs. C. Now, Rose, don't be idle. I do believe, you good-for-nothing girl, you've been looking at those letters ! Rose. No, ma'am, indeed ! If you'll believe me I brought them into this room with my eyes shut. Mrs. C. Well, hurry now, Rose, and get the breakfast ready. Rose. Yes, ma'am. \_Exit. Mrs. C. {putting the room tidy and finding the letters^. Deary me ! Well, I never ! What a lot of letters people do get nowadays, to be sure. Here's a good, interesting one, seem- ingly. 1 never demean myself to look at other people's letters, never ! No one / ever met would ! Never do I look at another person's envelopes even. {Turns the letters over?) I wouldn't be so low; but this here letter — one must take a kind of interest in folks as are staying in one's house — this let- ter is in the very same handwriting. {Puts on specs.) I do believe it is the exact same writing as there has been every morning since these ladies have been here in this house — letter for Miss Veronica Speedwell, as sure as my name is Sally Mar- garet Crosston ! What can they have to write about ever) day passes me, it do ! I have my fancy, it must be some )'Oung gentleman, and well it may be ! I fancy I was very like Miss Veronica Speedwell in features when I were young, and well do I remember, twenty- five years ago, it must be, if it is a day. Ejiter Miss Veronica Speedwell, l. Miss S. Good-morning, Mrs. Crosston ! Any letters for me ? Oh, thanks. {JPretends not to care^ but very excited— going out, kisses her letter, which Mrs. C. perceives.) Mrs. C. Pooh ! Well, to be sure ! If I ever ! No, I wouldn't look at letters, but I s'pose one may take an interest. {^Finds one circular with the flap open and looks at it.) Bar- gain Sale ! Dear me ! Great Reductions. Well, to be sure, if I ever — begins this very day, too. Great bargains, at Mr. Early Primrose's— close by. To be sure, I shall go if I can slip out some time ; I want a new bit of carpet in the dining- room ; these ladies do trapes and trail about so much. I might get a bargain there— one wants bargains nowadays. Tilings are all so expensive. Coal riz' too, again — it's cruel. Why — {laughing) only the other morning I sees a coal cart go through THE BARGAIN COUNTER 5 the village, and down falls a great lump ; no less than four neighbors pops out to see if they can pick it up. 1 sees them ! When they see each other, each pretends to be admiring the view, and the coal just lies there — well, I did contrive to bring it in, unseen. Well, I must go to see if Rose has breakfast ready. {Looks out.) Look at Miss Veronica reading that long letter of hers. Here's Miss Daisy Chaine coming, too. I must get done quickly, to be sure, this morning, and make time to look in at that sale, I badly wants a bargain. [^Exit, l. Enter Miss Daisy Chaine, r. Miss C. No letters for me, only a circular ! {Reads.) A sale ! Fancy in this tiny place. Well, I might look in — rather absurd, but one never knows when one might pick up a bar- gain. I shan't tell auntie, though, or any one ! She always says we girls are so extravagant, nowadays. {Enter Miss S., R.) Veronica, dear, good-morning. I am going to look in at this sale to-day — I want a new lace tie, and I might pick one up cheap. Miss S. Yes, Daisy, do let us go ; but, Daisy, don't tell any one. You see {hesitating) I don't want Reggie to have an ex- travagant wife, and if he's not very careful — I mean — if I'm not very careful — he — will — won't he? So don't tell auntie or any one, but we might look in — I do want a new parasol badly, and one might, as you say, get one at a bargain ; but, Daisy, do?i't mention it, will you, dear? I've promised to be so economical. Miss C. All right, we will slip out together, later. Here's the newspaper. I always read the fashions, don't you? Just to see what jiotio wear, you know ! {Pause.) Why, Veronica, haven't you done reading your letter yet? Miss S. I have only read two sheets ! Reggie generally writes six or seven. You see, Reggie, being a lawyer, has such heaps of time to spend. If you are a lawyer you have to write novels to while away the time, or else you must be engaged and write long letters. {Goes on reading.) E?tter Mrs. Marsh Marigold. Mrs. M. Girls, haven't you been to breakfast? Miss C. No, dear ! Mrs. Crosston is a Httle late. How- ever, here she comes. {E?iter Mrs. C.) Well, Mrs. Cross- ton, will it be fine to-day ? 6 THE BARGAIN COUNTER Mrs. M. I agree with the poet who said : '' I like the weather when it is not rainy, That is, I like two months of every year." Mrs. C. (aside). What a lady she is for the poets, to be sure. [Aloud.) Well, Miss, I hope it will be fine, for I am going out for a few minutes to-day. It will be fine, I do be- lieve, unless it rains, but then it's generally fine, isn't it, ma'am, except when the glass goes up ? I make so bold as to tell you, ladies, I've put breakfast in the other room, it being so sunny there this morning and Miss S. {inter 7'upting). Reggie can't be well ! He's only written me three sheets to-day ! I feel so anxious. Mrs. C. {going). Oh! It's Reggie, is it ? {^Exit. Miss C. Cheer up, Veronica ; doubtless there is a second post which will bring the missing sheets, meanwhile come along to breakfast. {Aside.) I want to get on, and go to that sale. {Aloud.) So come along, and don't worry about Reggie. \Exeunt Miss C. a^id Miss S. Mrs. M. {shutting up her letters a7td looking at circular). I must make some excuse and look in at that sale to-day. I have the notice here ! I shall just pop in alone. The girls are sure to tell me I am extravagant, or some such nonsense. I must say I like a sale. How well does the poet express it who says: ** Dear to the heart of the wife, and the ///r^«? of the husband, is the Drapery Sale ! " CURTAIN SCENE \\.—The same. Enter Mrs. M., hot and tired. Mrs. M. What an afternoon I have had. I am perfectly exhausted ! There was nothing in that horrid shop fit to be seen. Call it a Bargain Sale ! A regular crush ! Who should I see, too, but Lily Laburnum and Pink Hawthorne, and when I tried to look as if I hadn't been to such a thing as a sale, they called out — ''Why are you hurrying? You look up to mischief!" Me up to mischief! Then I never found any- THE BARGAIN COUNTER 7 thing I wanted, and I bought this piece of silk. (^Displays piece of silk of a very gaudy and ugly pattern.') Hideous, is it not — and useless? Just an odd size too — no use for my cushion. I am disgusted, and it was so expensive — I hope the girls will -never find out— I am really quite done up, I must go and have a rest. The poet so truly says : " The best of men and women Have ever loved repose." I will hide away this horrible thing. (^Puts it under acshion of chair.) I can't bear to think of it. How true is the poet who says : " There's no rest for the weary In the thoughts that are past." [Exit, R. Enter Miss S. displaying piece of silk like Mrs. M.'s, and Miss C. with s^nall parcel, l. Miss C. My dear, why did you buy M^/— that isn't a parasol. Miss S. I don't know, it wasn't my fault — that nasty great clerk made me buy it. Poor Reggie, he will have an extrava- gant wife if he isn't very careful ! Miss C. Now you have bought it, what will you do with it? It won't furnish your china closet or stock your pantry, or anything. {Displays the silk.) Miss S. Daisy ! Don't ! I know I shall cry. Isn't it horrid? Anyway, don't tell any one, Daisy, don't go on showing off the disgusting thing ! I can't bear it. I shall go and pack it up, or hide it away, or something. ^Exit. Miss C. Don't cry over it ; it will fade it. Reenter Miss S. Miss S. Daisy, you won't tell Reggie, will you? Miss C. {laughing). As I don't even know him it isn't very likely. Cheer up, Veronica. Miss S. {solemnly). I have always told Reggie everything. Now I can't write to him about this ; isn't it awful, Daisy? I do feel so distressed. To think that piece of silk might come 8 THE BARGAIN COUNTER • between me and Reggie. It would never do for poor Reggie to have Miss C. Never mind, Veronica ! Come, run along, and pack up your piece of silk underneath all Reggie's letters — you have tons weight of them by this time — and try and for- get all about it, if yon can! {Exit Miss S.) I don't dare tell her I bought a piece of silk exactly the same. {Undoes parcel.^ It didn't look quite so horrid in the shop. {Puts it inside the piano.') Well, anyway, I shall forget it, and shall not let on about being such a fool, even if Veronica does. It is the greatest mistake ever to go inside a shop. In future I shall always telephone for absolute necessities like veils and gloves, and never have anything else but necessities. \_Exit. Enter Mrs. C. ; she displays piece of silk, same size and pat- tern as the three others. Mrs. C. There, look at that ! Well, I never did ! To be sure, that ain't a piece of carpet; it's all a wrong size, too — too big to do anything, and yet too small to do anything, if one may so say. It won't make nothing — I am that vexed, I am — extravagant too, you may well say so. I says to myself, Sally Margaret Crosston, says I, if you can afford to go spending money on a piece of rubbish like that silk, you can't be so bad off as you say ! Why, if these ladies were to know of it, they might justly say — well, why does Mrs. Crosston keep board- ers ? I feel I wasted my money, but that salesman was so per- suasive there was no doing anything with him. These men ! These men ! I could never have had the face to meet him in the street again if I had sneaked off and not bought some- thing, and there was no carpet. It's cruel, that it is, and with taxes and coal riz', I can't think how I am to live, let alone throwing away money on trash. Well, I must make it up somehow, I suppose, or anyway, for the present hide it away. {Puts it in pocket.) I should be ashamed if any one were to find out. Why, even Rose might despise me — me — Sally Margaret Crosston to be so taken in — it's too much, that it is. [Exit, gruvibling. Bell rings. Enter Rose. Rose. Tea! They've rung for tea, have they? It's not in a mood for tea, I am ! More like murder than tea. Here I have been to this here sale to buy a hat ! {Displays piece of THE BARGAIN COUNTER 9 silky same pat fer 71 and size as others.) Call that a hat? Call it even a bonnet ? How I can have been so led away passes me. {Rings.) Oh, yes ! Ring for tea ! If I could see Mr. Early Primrose I would Early Primrose him, 1 would. (^Bell rings.) Oh, yes ! Ring away ! I'm coming ! Buying things one doesn't want, it fairly maddens me, it do. Ring away ! I'll give you tea. {Throws her silk down on the table and exitj grumbling.') CURTAIN SCENE III.— 7%^ same. Enter Mrs. M. Sees silk on table. Mrs. M. Oh, how your evil deeds find you out. There's my silk, and I fancied I had put it away. (^Looks at it.) Yes, it is mine. What can I do? Vernonica will see it. Dear me ! dear me ! I hear them coming. Oh, I feel so nervous. How did it come there, too — oh, here they are \ I could have been certain 1 had hidden it away. {^Hustles the silk off table on to the top of the piano. Picks up paper and pretends to read.) Enter Miss C. Miss C. (aside). I could have sworn I left my silk inside the piano, not outside. Dear me, it's a judgment on one, I suppose — I won't look at it; it might be Vernonica's piece. No, she has packed hers away under Reggie's letters, I know. How hideous it is, too ! I shall just pretend I don't see it, and keep quiet. (Sits down a?id hums a little tune. Suddenly looks at Mrs. M., who is nervously glancing at the silk and hastily aivay from it.) How funny Aunt Marsh Marigold looks, and nervous — pretending to read the paper, but she isn't really reading at all. (^;//^r Miss S. Miss C, to Miss S.) What is the matter with auntie? (Miss S. starts and clutches Miss C.) Miss S. There's the silk ! 10 THE BARGAIN COUNTER ^ Miss C. The silk — say your silk. Miss S. N-no, it isn't mine. Miss C. You must have put it there. Miss S. I am sure 1 didn't ; mine is up-stairs. Miss C. Perhaps it is the silk's ghost. It certainly is very uncanny. Miss S. I can't bear it ! She might tell Reggie. Miss C. Well, don't glare at it ! Miss S. I've never even looked near it. I will sit with my back to it. {Looks at it all the time.) Miss C. Auntie is looking at it now. Miss S. {absently). It was so dear ! Miss C. And so ugly ! Miss S. Poor Reggie ! I am afraid he will have an ex- travagant wife if he isn't very careful ! Elite}' Rose with tea things. Mrs. M. Here's tea ! What a relief ! '' Oh, what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive." {Fumbles with the tea things.) Rose {aside). I can't bear to see that silk sitting up there. Can I pick it up? The ladies are looking now. Poor Mrs. Marsh Marigold seems done up. I do hope they won't ask me why I left my things about ; it would look so odd if I was to go and take it away now. Mrs. M. Do go and tell Mrs. Crosston there's no silk — I mean no tea in the teapot. {Exit Rose.) Veronica, my love, you don't look well; i? there anything the matter? Miss S. No, auntie, thank you, only I was hoping the second post would come soon. {E filer Rose ivith letters. Miss S. opefiing hers, sits with back to piano.') Little does Reggie know or imagine how I have fallen in his estimation. Five sheets ! If only I can read this and forget that piece of silk. Mrs. M. {aside). Perhaps if I sit with my back to it I shall forget it. How dark it gets ! I am glad I came in. I agree with the poet who says : ''The dews of the evening most carefully shun, Those tears of the sky for the loss of the sun.' THE BARGAIN COUNTER II Eiiter Mrs. C. with kettle. Mrs. C. Who put my silk there? All. Your silk ? Mrs. C. I mean that silk, of course ! Miss C. (aside). Why did the original silkworm ever weave that piece of silk ? I begin to see daylight ! More people than Daisy Chaine have been taken in ; in fact more than one piece of silk was sold. Mrs. C. Have you ever seen this before, ma'am, if I may make so bold? Well, to be sure ! I can't make it out at all. Miss C. {opeiiing piano). I may as well be brave ; no one else will be ! I — well — I bought a piece of silk Mrs. M. So did I. Mrs. C. So did I. Miss S. So did I. My poor Reggie ! Rose {in background). So did I. Miss C. I didn't mean to tell any one, because I felt it was so silly and so extravagant, besides being a waste of money, so I made up my mind to keep it dark. Mrs. M. So did I. Mrs. C. So did I. Miss S. So did I. Rose. So did 1. Miss C. I hid mine away, you see ! All. So did I. ( Others produce their pieces of silk. Mrs. C. takes it out of a huge pocket. Mrs. M. from behind cushioii. Miss S.'s is still tightly folded in a tiny parcel. Rose siiatches piece off the table and exit. ) Miss C. Now the question is, what can we do with it ? AVe all seem to liave been fools — I mean, of course, foolish or impulsive — yes, impulsive sounds much better. For one / never want to see the ugly thing again. All. Neither do I ! Miss C. {collecting the silk from each o?te and laying it all down before Miss S.). I propose we make it into a table cloth or something and present Miss Vernonica Speedwell with it for a wedding present. Miss S. No ! No ! Poor Reggie ! I should have to tell him, and he says, only in this letter, he cannot bear extrava- 12 THE BARGAIN COUNTER ^ gance in women, and he will have an extravagant wife, I am much afraid. {Riiig outside.') Enter Rose ; displays an e7wrinous placard. Rose. Here's a notice, ma'am, left at the door ! The last day of the sale ! Cheap pieces of silk ! Mrs. M. Is the man at the door ? Rose. Yes, ma'am, Mr. Early Primrose hisself. Mrs. M. I will go and see him — see to him ! Ruining people with his sale — his cheap silk. (^Exit, saying.) How well the poet puts it : " How dear is revenge When we're in the wrong." Miss C. This ought to be an amusing interview; come, Veronica, let us go and take our share in exterminating poor Mr. Early Primrose. Miss S. Poor Reggie, I shall have to tell him all about it, I know I shall, and {Exennt Miss C. and Miss S. Miss S., as she goes out.) He will have an extravagant wife unless he's very careful — poor Reggie. Mrs. C. Well, it seems that we were all foolish; but if they can all afford to waste their money buying trash, they can afford to pay more board, to be sure. 1 will go and make out my bill. Things are so dear, and with taxes, and coal riz', it's cruel. ^ \_Exit, grumbling. Rose. These ladies have forgotten their pieces of silk. I will just collect them, and if they ask for them I'll give 'em back; but if they do forget, no harm done. They will make my little sisters some handsome dresses, to say nothing of a fancy waistcoat for Mr. Bob Peany, if so be as he did ever become Mr. Rose Campion, and it would be a pity if no one had any good out of the bargain counter. CURTAIN New Plays THE VILLAGE SCHOOL MA'AM A Play in Three Acts By Arthur Lewis Tubhs Author of *^ Valley Farm,^^ ^^Willowdale^^ **The Country Minister^* " The Penalty of Pride, ^^ '■'■Miss Biizby^s Boarders,^'* etc. Six males, five females. Costumes modern ; scenes an interior and an exterior, or can be played in two interiors. Plays two hours or more. An excellent comedy-drama, combining a strongly sympathetic dramatic interest with an unusual abundance of genuine and unforced comedy. 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