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Spirit Oum, India Ink, Camel Hair Brushes, Hare's Foot, Wool, Craped Hair, Cold Cream, Joining Paste, Min- iatiu Puffs, Scissors and Looking Glass, packed neatly in Strong Fancy Card-board Boxes, $4 Elegant Tin Cases, $5.00. THE ABO dgAggg fJjUfigjL SEE CATALOGUE. nr huhbk. n i •• ; A — . • . NO. CCXCVIII. FRENCH’S MINOR DRAMA ®lj t feting ® Ir 1 1 x o n • WIIO KILLED COCK KOBIN ? %, Juice, in f (ho the subject- Sat Three whole months since I first met Robin ! Three whole months have we been kept waiting to be married by these horrid English forms and formalities ! Why can’t people get married without banns and settlements and lawyers and parsons ? Tin Well, some people do manage without — [suddenly] — but they are very wrong. Sat Well, at any rate, when he does come back, there’ll be no obstacle then. Tin Oh, won’t there, though ? Sat [Throwing dawn chair as she rises , and rushing to her father] What ! there will be, papa ? Tin [Gutting himself] Ah ! there, you’ve done it ! Sat Done what ? Tin I’ve cut myself. I knew I should. Sat [Seizing his chin with the towel.] Oh ! never m.nd, papa, it’s nothing. Tin I know it’s not, but it stings for all that. Sat It will soon stop. Tin Now, look here, Sataneila, if you want to talk to me, talk to me at a distance. I can always hear much better a little way off. Sat [Picking up the chair and giving piece of it to Tinkle.] Oh ! very well, papa. Here. Tin I don’t want it. [Takes piece of chair. Sat Papa ! papa ! Tin What now ? Sat [Giving the rest of the chair] Here, papa. But you said there was an obstacle — what is it ? What more is wanting ! Tin My consent. Sat Your consent ? Tin Of course. You can’t marry without my consent — that's the law here. Sat I’m ashamed of you, papa. What l because you don’t love 'ay Robin, I'm not to love him either ? Tin Oh, yes ; you may love him — but that’s all. Sat And I’m not to marry him unless you love him too ? Tin No. WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 7 Sat That's the law here, is it — and free and independent electors submit quietly to such rubbish ? Tin [ Wiping the razor and putting it on mantel-piece.'] They do, they do, my child. As to Robin — Sat Oh, papa, I love him. Tin He hasn’t got sixpence — Sat Poor Robin ! Tin And passes his existence with a f glass of pale ale in one hand and a billiard cue in the other. Sat And yet I love him. [Crosses to r. Tin You’ll be wretched together. Sat What! with Robin — my own little “ Cock Robin!” I tell you I love him. [Tinkle hums a tune.] Then you won’t give your consent ? Tin No. Sat No? [ Takes up the razor] Unnatural father ! Tin What has she got there ? Good gracious ! my razor ! Sat \Pacing the room , brandishing razor, Tinkle following her] Oh ! Tin Will you give me that razor ? Sat Will you consent ? Tin No. Sat [ Flourishing the razor] No ? Tin Yes, yes, I consent. Sat [Throwing the razor on the ground and rushing into her father's arms] Oh, thanks ! thanks, papa — my good little papa ! Tin Now you want to strangle me. [Puts the razor in his pocket. Sat But I can’t understand his silence, can you, papa? Three whole days, and not a line — not a word. I know what I’ll do — I’ll write to him at once, and if I don’t get an answer to-morrow, off I 6tart for Boulogne. Papa, I'm going to write a letter. Enter Hannah, r. d. Hannah, I’m at home to nobody — do you hear ? to nobody. [Exit L. D. Tin And to think that I should be the father of that flash of lightning. Hannah, my coat and hat. Han Directly, sir. [Exit r. d. Tin [Alone] Let her marry her Robin, and be hanged ! After all, what does it matter to me ? Anything for a quiet life. And now I think of it, her marriage will just fall in with my plans. I have heard of a nice little villa to be let at Tooting, with green blinds and red flower-pots. If it shouldn’t turn out too dear, my dream of last night may be realized. Enter Hannah, with coat and hat , r. door . Han Here’s your coat and hat, sir. Tin Help me on with it, and I will go and live all alone, calm and tranquil. Han [Giving hat] Shall you dine at home, sir ? WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? * Tin I don't know ; perhaps I may, perhaps I mayn't. [Going out. J Calm and tranquil I If there’s a little fountain in front I'll have the house at once. [Exit c. door. Han Now, that's a good sort of man — you may lead him by the nose like a baby. But his daughter — oh, my stars I I don’t envy little Robin, when he comes to be her husband. I know I shouldn’t like such a wife as that — I’d as soon marry a parched pea ; but it’s strange how queer some men are, and how they like them kind of girls. It keeps them alive. I wonder what took him off so sudden- ly to Bouiong ? la 1 if he should, it wouldn’t be the first time it has happened. [Knock] But no, there he is, that’s all right. [. Looking off , c.] It isn’t him, after all. Enter Jack, c. door. Jack Him? no, it’s me. Han YV r ho did you please to want, sir t Jack Miss Satanella Tinkle ; q Mexican lady grafted on an Eng- lish stock. Han All right, sir, it’s here. * Jack And she’s not at home, eh ? so much the better. [Sits b. c.] It will giye me time to prepare for the interview. Han I beg pardon, sir *, but she is at home. Jack [Jumping vp .] Is she ? so much the better ! Go and tell her — Han Oh, no, sir, I can’t do that ; missus is writing, and she told me particularly that she wasn’t at home to nobody. Jack [Seating himself again.] Then, why did you tell me she was ? So much the better, I shall have time to prepare myself for the in- terview. Han [Aside.] I hardly know what to do. Missus is so cantanker- ous ; if I don’t tell her, perhaps she’ll fly into a passion. [Aloud.] Your name, sir, please? Jack My name ? Han Yes, sir, to tell missus ; who shall I tell her, please ? Jack Tell her — a bird of ill omen ! Han A bird ? Jack No ! [Aside.] That won’t do, it would be too sudden. Han Well, sir ? Tack Is your mistress nervous ? Han Lawks, sir ! Jack Of course she is. Here, look in my face ; now go and tell your mistress that a gentleman asks for her with tears in his eyes. Han Lawks, sir ! I don’t see no tears. Jack Of course not ! [Aside.] That won’t do, it’s too sudden. Han [Aside.] He’s a lunatic ! Jack What’s your name ? Han What do you want to know for ? Jack Exactly ; You’re quite right — what do I want to know for ? No matter, Mexican or English, it’s all the same ; Beatrice or Mol- ly, it’s all one ! You’ve the prettiest little waist, and the wickedest pair of eyes — ~Futs arm round her . WHO KILLED COCK KOBIN ? $ San Come, I say, sir, is that what you come here fur ? Jack Of course not ; you recall me to my duty — thanks, Beatrice or Molly. Han Oh, he must be mad ! I shall leave missus to tackle him ; she’ll soon make him speak out. I shall go down to my kitchen. Jack Where are you going ? Han Down to my kitchen. [Exit, m* door . Jack Quite right, Beatrice or Molly. Here I am, then, on the eve of my mission — confound Bobin Brittletop, say I ; a pretty task £6 has given me. Yesterday afternoon in the middle of a game of billiards, he suddenly seized my arm, just as I was contemplating a splendid carom. “Jack,” said he, “ are you my friend?” “For life or death,” said I. “ For death, then, be it,” said he ; “if you love me, kill me.” “ With pleasure,” said I, “but why?” “I’ve been putting my foot in it,” said he. “ In what ?” said I. “ You remember,” said he, “ the little Mexican girl I told you I was going to matry ? It’s off ! and I must be off, too, or I shall be murdered ! She’s too much for me, Jack, I can’t undertake her — she’s a thun* bolt — a tornado ! I know I should faint at the altar to which she wants to drag me. What’s to be done ? If I don’t marry her, I tell you she’ll kill me ; now, if I must die, I’d rather die by your hand than hers. I told her I was off to Boulogne ; but I’m only hiding at Ball’s Pond. Go to* her — choke her off— tell her I’m dead ; tell her I’m buried — anything, only her choke off!” Choke her off! Did you ever hear such an expression ? However, I agreed to help him, because — I don’t mind owning it — because I think it will rather help myself. I’ve been looking out for a wife ever so long, and I have envied him his Mexican conquest ; so if she’s only half as beau* tiful as he says she is, and only half as spicy, she may turn out the very girl to suit me. I love thunderbolts ! I adore tornadoes ! Nan- cy Pottles — pooh ! he may have Nancy Pottles ; a suet dumpling — boiled mutton without caper sauce ! Now, I like capers ; I’ve»been cutting them all my life, and I’m used to them. A Mexican, too l I’ve dreamt of them — splendid creatures ! all over spangles and feathers, with eyes like bullets, and petticoats up to their knees. I’ll have a look at the young savage. I’m determined, and if her Peruvian blood warms towards me, I’ll wed the tornado off-hand and take all the consequences. So, here goes for the conquest of Mexico. By Jove l she’s coming! Attention, Jack. Enter Satanella, d. l. , with a letter in her hand . Sat I’ve written my letter — now to post it. [£ees Jack] A stran* - ger \ Jack Madam. [Aside] Splendid, sure enough ! Sat You were asking for — Jack Miss Satanella Tinkle. Sat At your service. Jack [Aside] At my service ; by Jove, she’s a clipper ! [AlouJ\ Madam, I’ve an important communication to make to you. Sat A communication ? 10 WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? Jack [Aside] I must be very serious. Sat I’m all attention. [ Points to a seat. Jack plates a chair , l. c. S he sits. Jack [Sitting, r. c.] Madam [Aside] I don’t know how to be- gin. [Aloud] Madam, I have just come back from Boulogne. Sat [Jumps up, and in doing so knocks over her chair . Jack, frightened , does the same] From Boulogne ? [Crosses, r. Jack [Aside] I was too sudden. [Aloud] Yes, from Boulogne, where I was staying with my friend, Robin. Sat [Interrupting] Robin ! Are you a friend of Robin’s? Jack I was — that is — oh, yes, an intimate friend. Sat [Angrily] And why isn’t he here with me as he promised — as he swore ? Why doesn’t he write to me ? Tell me why— why ? [Stamping. Jack [Aside] How grand she is when she's in a passion ! Sat Well, your answer. Will you answer ? Jack [Smiling] With pleasure. [Aside] I must be very serious. Robin is still at Boulogne, and he charged me to break to you the reason of bis absence. Sat Break to me ? Well, go on ! Warm up — warm up ! Jack [Asidd] Her impatience is magnificent. [Aloud] Madam — Sat Go on, sir ; go on ! Jack [Aside] I mustn’t tell her too abruptly. [Aloud] Robin told you, I believe, that business took him to Boulogne. Sat And didn’t it ? Has he deceived me? Jack No, no ; not exactly. Only as to the object of his journey. There are but two things that take a man to Boulogne. Sat And they are — Jack Either to avoid his creditors— Sat Ruined ? Jack No, no ; that’s not his case. Sat Or ? • Jack Or to fight a duel. Sat A duel ! Was that the object of his journey ? Jack It was. Sat And he’s wounded? Jack Madam! Sat Slightly — tell me it’s nothing — tell me it’s nothing at all. Jack Nothing at all ! no, I can’t. Ah ! if you only knew ! Sat Heavens ! Jack [Aside] Now’s my time. Sat Robin? Jack Robin ! Sat Dead ? [J ack remains for a momnt without answering, then turns and buries his head in his hands] Ah ! Jack Madam ! Sat Dead ! [Falls fainting on sofa, R. Jack [Aside] Holloa! I’ve been too sudden: she has actually fainted. Oh, by Jove, how stupid that is now ! Madam ! I’d better call somebody. No, no, we musn’t let anybody else into the secret. WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 11 Pray, madam, let me beg of you — I ought to cut her stay lace -no I mustn’t do that — how pretty she is ! Pretty ! No she isn’t. She’s beautiful ! How beautiful we all look when we faint. What an ass that Kobin must be to neglect such a — her color’s coming again— she’s reviving — I think I’ll be off ; no, I won’t; I’ll see the end of it, I’m determined. Sat [Reviving] Where am I ? Jack [Aside] I wonder why they always ask that. [Aloud] 'Madam ! Sat Who speaks ? who are you ? ah ! Jack Be calm, I beg. Sat [Rising] That voice, that horrible voice ! Jack Thank you. Sat Ah ! I recollect now. My dear little Robin — myj little Cock Robin — my intended — my life, my soul ! Dead ! dead ! [FaUs on sofa , sobbing. Jack [Aside] Confound it ; I begin to be quite ashamed of myself. I’ll tell her all at once ; all — all what? That we’ve been making a fool of her ? No, that won’t do. How she does cry ! [Aloud] Come, come, my dear young lady ! Sat [Suddenly rising , and wiping her eyes] But enough of this weak- ness ; no more tears. What! a monster has killed my Robin— and I weep instead of avenging him ? Sir, you were the second in this duel, were you not ? Jack Yes, that’s to say — exactly — I did all I could — but alas ! Sat Then you know the motive — ? Jack The motive— yes — of course. Sat Well, speak — the motive ? Jack A foul stroke. Sat A foul stroke ? Jack Yes, at billiards ; you know Robin adored billiards. I’ll ex- plain it all to you. Robin, you see, only wanted two points- Sat Enough— enough. [Asuk] There’s no woman in the case, so it doesn’t matter. And his adversary ? Jack His adversary ? Sat His name — his adversary’s name ? Jack You want me to tell you — Sat The name of his assassin. Come, speak out. Jack Ah ! the name — exactly — yes, yes — but you see I was only Robin’s second. I don’t know who his adversary was. Sat Nonsense ; his second must have known — Jack Certainly — that is — he ought to have told me, but — Sat \Asi WHO KILLED COCK KOBIN ? 21 Jack But why didn’t you ring your bell ? I should have heard you In a moment. Sat [Sitting in arm-chair, c.] There — there — gently— gently ; Han- nah, a stool. Han [Runs and fetches a pillow ] Here’s a pillow, ma’am, that’ll he better. [Places the 'pillow on stool which Jack, has placed near her foot. Jack [About to lift her foot] Let me — Sat Don’t touch it ! Oh ! heavens ! the least pressure — [Puts her foot on stool] There — there I am. Tin But what made you get up ? Sat Well, I felt a little better, so I thought I’d try ; but before I got to the door, my foot gave way under me. Jack [Aside] Pleasant ! It will lay her up still longer. Tin You were very wrong, my dear. In the first place, I can’t stay to nurse you, for I have a particular* appointment with my friend, Wilkins. Yes, he has promised to let me have his villa at Ealing — and as I lost the one at Tooting — Sat You are not going to leave us, papa ! Jack No, you’re never going to leave us. [Aside] I wish to good- ness he would ! [Aloud ] Oh ! father-in-law ! Tin Exactly — father-in-law — that’s it. A father-in-law has no business in the house of a young couple — he’s always in the way. Sat Oh ! papa ! Jack Oh ! don’t say so. [Aside] He’s right enough there. Tin So, I’ve made up my mind — with much sorrow — to go and live all alone— out of town. It’s a cruel necessity — but I prefer it. Hannah, get my breakfast — and if you should want the doctor — Sat I know Jack will run for him. Jack [Aside] Jack has done nothing else since yesterday morning Tin [Kissing Satanella] Good-bye, darling ! Now, don’t be ill again till after I am gone — because, if you are. you know, I shall have to stay with you, and that will quite’ put me out in my ar- rangements. [Exit, door in flat. Jack [Calling after him] There’s no hurry, father-in-law — take your time. Sat [Aside] Now, then, to hear the result of my red hot needles. Jack [Seating himself close to Satanella, r.] Here we are at last! What an agreeable surprise this is ! Sat [Laughing] Dear me ! you’ve got one boot on and one slipper ! Jack Yes — it’s Hannah’s doing. Han Mine ! Jack Or my own —perhaps it was my own. I’ve had such a day and night of it that I hardly know what I’ve been about. Sat [Aside] Why, he actually believes — Han Oh, my gracious ! look here ! The bed curtains are all torn down, and the cornice — Jack Yes, it was me ! I tugged a little too hard, and down it all came. We must send for the upholsterer. Sat [Aside] He hasn’t the least suspicion ! Jack [Aside] If she only knew I had been walking in my sleep ? WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? to Han And what a state the room is in ! Jack [Aside] I wish that girl would go. Sat [ Looking at the clock ] Half-past ten o’clock ! I had no idea it was so late. % Jack [Aside] There we go again ! Han La, ma’am, why it’s only nine ; but I can’t tell how it is — master's clock’s two hours fast, and his watch four hours slow. [Bringing forward the watch. Jack [Taking it from her] How it is ? why nothing can be simpler. I’ve turned everything topsy turvy. How could I help it ? with my wife’s ankle in such a state, my head’s quite gone. Sat Poor Jack [Aside] The man’s a fool. [To Hannah] And look at my beautiful vase broken — now, how came that ? Pick up those things, Hannah. [Pointing to braces on the floor] What are they ? Han Why, it’s master’s braces, I do declare, broke to bits. Jack Yes, I broke them on purpose. Sat On purpose ? Jack They were too short, and — [Aside] Why won’t that girl go ? Sat [Aside] It won’t do. I must double the dose. Jack Come, Hannah, go and get Mr. Tinkle his breakfast. You know he's waiting ! Han Yes, only missus may want me, perhaps. Jack No, no. I’ll ring if we want you. Han Oh ! very well, sir. [Aside] Only think of master’s being a somnamnibist ! [. Exit , door in flat. Sat [Aside] Oh ! you want a tete-a-tete , do you ? You shall have it, my friend. Jack [Aside] There ! At last we are alone. [Sits r. of Satanel- la] My own little wife ! Sat What, dear ? Jack My own little wife, I say — for you are my own little wife, ain’t you, dear ? And this is the first happy moment we’ve had together. Sat So it is, dear. I’m all yours, ain’t I dear ? and you’re all mine. Nothing can separate us. Jack Separate us ! Don’t talk of such a thing. Oh, Satanella ! I only wish I had a sprained ankle instead of you ! A hundred sprained ankles shouldn’t prevent me from— [Offering to embrace her. Sat [Stopping him] Do you like going about so — with one boot and one slipper ? Jack Like it ? No, not at all ! If you’ll allow me, I’ll put on the other boot. Sat Allow you! What an idea? Ain’t you my lord and master ? Jack [Aside] Well, I don’t know; [Puts on boot. Aloud] and I think I’ll just shave and dress in Tinkle’s dressing-room, while I'm about it. A good splash of cold water will refresh me. Sat So it will, dear. Go into the dressing-room and splash. WHO KILLED COCK KOBIN ? 23 Jack I’ll get my things out of the cupboard, and — [opens the door of cupboard , r., and gets a knock on the nose from the other dipper, which is hanging to a string] What’s that ? My other slipper, I declare ! Sat Your slipper! Why, how could it get there? Jack ’Twas me — I put it there. Before I go to bed I ah ways — Sat Always hang one of your slippers by a string in a cup* board ? Jack No ! I mean, I always hang them both up on the floor, at the foot of the bed. [Pulls down slipper , and takes coat, and waistcoat out of cupboard. Sat [Aside] It’s very odd. He’s astonished at nothing. Jack [Aside] Confound my sleep-walking. There’s my poor port- manteau ready packed for the wedding trip ! [Aloud] Now, mind, if you want anything, you're only to call me. I shall hear you in the dressing-room. [Oosses behind to l. Sat Very well, dear ; and don’t come unless I do call. I feel as if a little nap would do me good. Jack That’s right, dear. Take a little nap. [Going. Sat [Pouting] What, sir ! Is that the way you’re going to leave me ? Without even one little — Jack [Delighted] What ! darling Satanella ! you’re an angel ! [Offers to embrace her • Sat [Screams] Ah ! take care ! Jack [Aside] Confound that ankle. [Exit, door in flat. Sat [Listens for a moment , and , as soon as the door is shut , jumps up, removes the bandage from her ankle, and paces the room] A complete fail- ure ! Yes — I must double the dose. First let me secure the bell — I mustn’t leave him such a luxury as that. I must find something to cut the wire. [Goes to the cupboard, and finds a pistol on the shelf] What’s this ? A pistol ! Oh ! he has got a pistol, has he ? Loaded, too — and a cap on — all ready. But I can’t cut the bell wire with a pistol. How shall I manage ? I must break the wire. [Puts the pis- tol in the cupboard , and shuts the door] Let’s see ! [Gets on chair , but is unable to reach the wire] I’ll put the chair on the bed. I think I could reach it then. [Puts the chair on the bed and gets on it, singing as she does so. Takes the wire in both hands, and tries to break it] How strong it is ! Never mind, with a good pull. [In pulling the wire the bell rings] Holloa ! I’ve rung the bell. If Hannah were to catch me — Enter Hannah, door in flat. Han Did you ring, ma’am ? Sat [Aside] I’m caught. Han Where is she ? Why, there she is, I deelare ! Sat Hush, not a word ! Han You, ma’am ! Up there? Sat Not a word, I say. I’ll pay you for your silence. Han Well, but what — ? Sat Wait a minute. There, [wire breaks l it’s done. [Bell rings. 24 WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? Enter Jack, door in flat. Jack What is it ? what’s the matter ? Han Mercy on us ! Sat Heavens ! Jack [ Looks foi' the chair where he left Satanella, and not finding her , looks round the room ; at last sees her ] Holloa ! Sat [Same position.'] Is that you, dear? Jack Me ! yes, it is me ! what on earth are you doing there ? Sat My ankle felt a little better, so I thought I’d try a little walk. Jack [Bursting out ] A walk ! what, on the top of the bed ? Oh ! I begin to suspect; I see it at last. I wasn’t the sleep-walker, after till. [To Satanella and Hannah] You were the sleep-walkers. [Satanella comes down off bed. Han Oh, sir, I assure you— Jack Get out ! Han But, sir — Jack Get out, I tell you ! I discharge you ! Han Discharge me ! Jack [Throwing a pilloio at her] Get out, I tell you, or I’ll — [Hannah rushes out door in flat, shuts door after her.] And now, madam, let us un- derstand each other I seem to have come back at an unlucky moment. What farce is this that you’ve been playing ? Sat [Standing at c. side of bed , arms folded] Farce, do you call it ? 3 r ou’ll find it a tragedy. Jack What do you mean ? Sat Jack Raggett ! you’ve trodden upon a woman’s first love — you’ve spread a black vail before the heaven of my happiness — you’ve killed my Robin ! Jack Me ! [Going towards her] Nonsense ! Sat Didn’t you kill him ? « Jack Me ! certainly not ; and the best proof is, that Robin was not killed at all. Sat Robin not killed ? Jack [Checking himself] By my hand — by my hand. [Aside] What was I saying ? She loves him, and if she were to know that he was alive — Sat Jack Raggett ! I have sworn, and in my country oaths are feacred. Listen : I mean that each of your days shall have its catastrophe — each hour its suffering. You will live upon a bed of thorns — upon a gridiron — and every now and then I shall turn you. Jack What ! [Advances] Mrs. Raggett ! Sat Back, assassin ! Jack Mrs. Raggett ! Sat Jack Raggett, you’ve heard your fate ! [Exit doGr l. Jack Oh, by Jove I this is beyond everything — my head swims round — I’m shut up in a cage tete-a-tete with an untamed lioness. I’ve no chance with her ! [Drops on chair , r.] There, let her devour me. Enter Tinkle, gaily , door in flat WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 25 Tin All’s going on capitally. Jack The deuce it is. Tin Ah. Jack Raggett, my dear friend, I shall have the house at Ealing ; Wilkins has given me ten minutes for my decision. I know he’ll take my terms, and I shall live calm and tranquil for the rest of my days. Jack Cal m and tranquil! Oh! you flatter yourself, do you? And you’ve been her accomplice all this time ? Tin Whose accomplice ? Jack The accomplice of the tigress whose father you pretend to be. Tin Pretend to be ! Mr. Raggett— Jack Her accomplice ! own it — let me have, at least, a man to deal with. Tin What do you mean ? Are you walking in your sleep again ? Jack Walking in my sleep ! No more of that nonsense — the vail’s torn from my eyes ; I’ve found out my secret enemy. Tin You have? and who is it ? Jack Your horrible daughter — your daughter whom you tricked me into marrying ! Tin Satanella ! what — with her sprained ankle ? Jack Sprained ankle, indeed ! A pretty fool you've both been making of me. Tin Well, but why should she ? Jack Why ? To avenge her Robin, whom she accuses me of hav- ing killed. Tin Oh, you’re joking ! Jack [Seizing him] Joking ! you shall see whether I’m joking. Tin Help ! help ! murder ! Enter Satanella, in walking-dress , door l. Sat What’s the matter ? Jack [Throws Tinkle from him , who falls upon a chair , near table , R.j The matter ? Oh ! [. Rushes out door in flat. Tin Oh, good gracious ! Sat What’s the matter, papa, you seem agitated ? Tin Agitated ! I should rather think I was. Sat Well, but what is it ? Tin Never mind ; only let me get out of this den. Sat But where’s my husband — where’s he gone ? Tin Don’t ask me, I've nothing to do with it ; settle it amon* yourselves. Good bye ! [Going. Sat You shall not go till you've told me all. Tin All ! you want to know all ? well, you shall — it isn’t long ; two words are enough. Robin’s alive ! Sat Alive! Tin He never fought at all — not such an ass. He said to himself, “ I’ve had enough of that Mexican wild cat,” and he asked that idiot, Jack Raggett, to come here and announce his death, and Jack Raggett was idiot enough to — Sat Robin alive ! Robin capable of such treachery — no— no — it’s impossible ! [Crosses to r. 26 WHO KILLED COCK KOBIN ? Tin Impossible, is it? What if I were to tell you that he’s already consoling himself with another! Sat Another ! Tin Yes ; he’s at this very moment paying a visit to a fair lady — number ten, Bates’ Buildings. Sat Bates’ Buildings — number ten ! What, in the next street, and not at Boulogne ? Tin No— he has changed his residence ; but not his morals. Sat It’s too horrible for belief ! Enter Jack, door in flat. Jack [c.] Mrs. John Raggett ; I had five sovereigns in my purse this morning ; what have you done with them ? Sat [Locks the door of her own room , l., and goes to the door in flat] You shall know when I return. Jack Where are you going ? Sat Number ten Bates’ Buildings. [Exit, door in flat. Jack Bates’ Buildings ! number ten — why how did she know. [Turns to Tinkle] This is your doing — Bates’ Buildings ! number ten ! who could have told her ? It must’ve been you — Bates’ Build- ings ! That’s Fanny Pottles’s ! what can she want there ? Tin She want’s Robin, who is there — I saw him go in not ten minutes ago. Jack [Furious] And you’ve had the infamy to [Rushes at Tinkle and shakes him and then runs to the door] Locked ! Tinkle, she has locked us in ! [Rushes to hell-rope , pulling it] Hannah ! no bell ! broken ! everything’s broken ! my heart’s broken ! Tin And my appointment broken. Wilkins is waiting for me — the ten minutes are gone. Jack [Rushing at Tinkle] You old scoundrel, this is your doing ! [Tinkle runs, tumbling aver the furniture — Jack pursuing hiik — Tinkle sinks into a chair , l. of r. table — Jack into a chair , n. of l. table] You are beneath contempt. Tin I’m glad to hear it. Jack [Calmly] Tinkle, what’s o’clock ? Tin What’s o’ what? Jack What’s o’clock. Tin 1 don’t know — I don’t know anything. Jack Can’t you look at the clock ? That’s of no use ! Where’s my watch? nor that either — both wrong! everything’s wrong! I’m wrong ! you’re wrong ! my wife’s wrong ! [Goes to window] No sign® of her. Tinkle, how long has she been gone ? Tin Gone ! where ? To Bates’ Buildings ! Oh, I don’t know slit can’t be long — give her time — give her time ! Jack Time indeed ! Time to my wife to go and see her inferna Robin — She’s a nice article. Tin Mr. Raggett, my daughter’s incapable of — Jack She’s capable of anything. Tin Yes, I believe she is. [Aside] I mustn't ccntradict ; I don't want another shaking. WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 27 Jack What on earth induced you to tell her where he was gone ? Tin I did it for the best — I thought it would soothe her. Jack Oh, indeed ! and you thought it would soothe her to tell her that Robin was still alive. Tin Of course I did — my intentions were good —it isn’t my fault. Jack [Calmly ] Tinkle, what’s o’clock ? Tin I don’t know, my watch has stopped. Jack Everything’s stopped ; there’s a cab stopped. [. Lock ] Hush ! listen ! Tin She’s unlocking the door. Jack And she dares return ? Tin Jack, be quiet— be calm and tranquil like me. , Jack I will ! [Crosses — throws himself into chair, r. , takes tp a newspaper — puts his legs on another chair ] She shall see how calm I am. Tin [Aside'] They’ll murder each other ! If I could only get away to my appointment. Enter Satanella in great agitation — looks at Tinkle and Jack — takes off her shawl and bonnet , throws them on the bed — comes down and looks again savagely at Tinkle and Jack. Sat Papa, leave us. [Tinkle bolts out , door in flat, without a word, slamming door after him — Satanella, after remaining a moment looking at her husband, makes a sign of impatience, then bursts out] I’ve seen Robin, sir ! [Jack takes no notice] But not alone — he was with a party in Bates’ Buildings — number ten. They were just sitting down to lunch, sir ; in an instant I dragged off the table cloth, and broke every- thing to pieces ! [Jack remains unmoved — she paces the room] Why did you tell me he was dead ? But I know ; papa has told me all. It was that little wretch Robin’s doing ! The monster fled from my love and gloried in my sorrow — unheard of cruelty! unheard of infamy ! [Seizes the chair upon which Jack has had his legs , and suddenly sits down upon it, face to face with Jack] Jack, how shall we kill him ? Jack What ? Sat We've both been wrong ! I thought you were his assassin — I was mistaken. Let us bury the past in oblivion ; let us unite our powers for vengeance ! [Jumps up] Jack ! how shall we kill him ? Jack You can’t be serious ! Sat Oh, that I were in Mexico ! I wouldn’t ask your assistance, there. In this stupid cold climate, a wife’s honor belongs to her husband. A coxcomb has insulted your wife ; put it out of his power to repeat that insult — kill him ! Jack My blood runs cold ! Sat If Robin should kill you, I'll not survive you — with one hand I’ll kill him. with the other myself ! We’ll all three perish ! Jack You must be mad. Sat Mad ! Jack You want me to fight Robin because he refused to marry you. By Jove ! I only wish he had. Sat What ! Jack Fight him for that indeed ! No, no — not exactly. 28 WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? Sat You refuse ? Jack With alacrity. Sat Enough. I only ask the head of Robin to save your own ; you refuse me such a trifle? We’ll say no more about it. Jack What do you mean ? Sat Robin still loves me. [Jack makes a sign of disbelief — aside] Will nothing pique him — I’ll try. And I love Robin. Jack What do you dare to tell me — ? [Seizing her by the arms] Sat- auella ! Tell me, Satanella, how in your beloved country — your adored Mexico— do they treat women of your sort ? Sat You hurt me, 1 tell you. Jack You refuse to tell me ? Then I’ll tell you how we treat them in England. Sat Let me go. Jack We lock them up— we put them on bread and water — we make them ask pardon. Sat Never. Jack On their knees. [Forces her down on her knees] Now, listen to me. [She tries to bite his hand] Don’t bite ! — you thought you’d mar- ried a lamb — but you’ll find out your mistake. Jack Raggett, the poor cockney, you’ll find more ferocious than all the leopards of Mexico. [N/ie tries to bite] Don’t bite, I tell you. Sat Oh ! Jack I give you one day to live ; but take care— reflect— or to- morrow, I marry again. Now you may go. [Raises her and throws her from him . Sat [Remains a moment immovable , looking fiercely around her , on a sudden , she springs towards the cupboard] Ah ! the pistol. [Rushes into cupboard , k. Jack Aha ! [Rushes after her and locks her in] We lock them up. Sat Open the door. Jack [Taking his hat] I shall be back in three days. It will give you time for reflection. [As he is going out , Tinkle enters door in flat — Jack tivists him round — he falls on table , L. — exit door in flat. Tin I knew it — while I was locked up here — Wilkins closed with somebody else. I’ve lost the house at Ealing. [Satanella knocks ai cupboard door] What’s that ? Sat Will you open the door? Tin [Aside] My daughter locked up ! [At cupboard] What are you doing there ? Sat Tapa ! papa ! open the door. Tin Why, who locked it ? [About to open door . Sat Mv husband ! Tin [Walking away] Oh ! that’s quite another matter. Set Open, I say. Tin My dear child, a father-in-law must never interfere between man and wife. WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 29 Sat You refuse ! Tin It’s a matter of politics— I’m a non-interventionist. I’ll go back to the agents. [Exit door in flat , running against Hannah, who enters. Sol Papa ! What — gone ! help — help — Hannah ! Hannah ! Enter Hannah, door in flat, with tray, cloth, knives , plates, 8{c. Place? them on chair, l. of it. table. Han What, missus in the cupboard. Is that you, ma’am ? Sat Hannah, open the door. Han Yes, ma’am. [Unlocking door ] Why, how in the world — ? Sat Thank you, Hannah, thank you. [Hannah lays cloth on table, R.] Can I believe my senses ? Was it really Jack ? I didn’t think it was in him. He mastered me after all. How grand he was in his anger ! [Turning to Hannah] What are you doing there ? Han I’m laying the cloth, ma’am. Sat What, here? Han Didn’t you say you’d have dinner here, ma’am ? Sat Yes, yes— this morning I talked some nonsense of that sort, but now — [knock at street door ] — hark, there’s a knock at the door. Han Shall I go and see who it is, ma’am ? Sat Of course— fly ! Who can it be ? [Exit, Hannah, d. in F.] It can’t be papa — it can’t be my husband ! If it should be Robin — yes, the sight of me rekindled his love. Oh ! should it be— it must be he ! Enter Hannah, door in flat, with a paper. Han [Down, it] Oh, ma’am, who do you think ir is? Mr. Robin himself. Sat I knew it— I knew it. Where is he ? Han He’s gone, ma'am ; ran away as fast as his legs would carry him — but he gave me this paper for you. Sat Give it me, quick. [Hannah lays cloth] I wasn't deceived then ; he loves me— I triumph — and will spurn him at my feet ! Han What’s the matter now, I wonder ? Sat What’s this? “ 1865— County Court — Robin Brittletop — Sa tanella Tinkle— the sum of £5 7s. 9d. — broken china, glass, &c.' Ah ! [Drops into a chair , l. table — Hannah running to her. Han Oh, ma’am, ain’t you well ? Tin [Coming in door in flat with great precaution , and not seeing Satan- ella. 1 Hannah, is she still in the cupboard ? Sat [Jumping up and going to him ] Papa ! [Tinkle trying to run away ] Stop l ^ Tin I’ll come again, directly. Sat No, papa, stop ! Hannah leave us. Han Yes, ma’am. [Exit, door in flat. Tin No ; not now, dear — I really can’t stay. I’ve just got news of another villa — at Twickenham. Sat Papa, I’m going to Mexico. Tin What ! with your husband l WFI0 KILLED COCK ROBIN ? 30 Sat I’ve no husband ! Tin No husband ! Where’s Jack ? Sat I’ve had enough of husbands I’m going to live all alone on a desert island. Tin If you can find one. I wish I could. Desert islands are rather scarce now-a-days. Sat And you shall go with me, papa. Tin No, thank you. Sat Do you refuse ? Tin I do. Sat Enough — I go alone, Tin But, my dear child — Sat You’ve no child, and I've no father— no husband— no family. 1 go — farewell. [Exit, door l. Tin [/Sees her out , then goes on very placidly ] Yes ; I’ve just heard of a nice little villa at Twickenham, and if the place isn’t too damp, I’ll take it at once. I’ve got an appointment with the agent, and— Enter Jack, door in flat. Sees the cupboard door , n. open. Jack Oh ! they’ve let her out— so much the better. Ah ! ther* you are. Tin Yes ; I was just going — Jack And so am I ; I’m going. Tin You — where ? Jack I don’t know ! Anywhere — everywhere — to the end of the world ! Tin Another desert island wanted. Jack If you happen to see your daughter, tell her I’m dead. Tin [ Quietly ] I will. Jack Tell her that Robin has killed me. That will please her Tin I will. Jack Now for my trunk. [Going into cupboard . Tin [Goes on with his speech placidly ] Yes, it’s just at the entrance of Twickenham, on the banks of the Thames, close to Hampton Court. It’s the very thing for me. Now for the agent. [Exit, door in flat. Sat [With black leather bag , from door , l.] Where’s my shawl and bonnet ? Jack [With portmanteau, from cupboard] Where’s my “Bradshaw?’* Sat Oh ! here they are. [Taking them from the bed. Jack [Finding book on mantlepiece ] Oh ! here it is. Sat You here? Jack [Surprised] There you are 1 Sat Are you going away ? Jack I am. Sat And so am I. Jack Where are you going ? Sat Wherever you’re not. Jack Just my notion. [*$*& at table, a. , and searches Bradshaw. who mum cock mmn ai Sat I'm going to Devonshire. Jack Quite right — a warm climate. I’m going to Aberdeen. Sat The best place for you— among the grouse. Jack What train are you going by ! Sat The express. Jack Express— Plymouth — there’s none till eight o clock. Sat No ? Jack Let's look at the Great Northern. Confound it, nothing till 8.30. • Sat What shall I do till eight o’clock ? Jack [Jumping up ] A capital idea! I’ll go and dine — that’ll fill up the time. [Takes portmanteau. Sat At the station ? So will I. [Takes up her bag. Jack I wish you a pleasant afternoon. Sat Ditto. [Both go to the door in flat, bow to each other to pass.] Oh, sir l Jack After you, madam. Enter Hannah, with soup , door in flat. Han [At door] Here’s the soup, ma’am. [Takes it to table , r. Jack Soup ? It smells nice. Han Oh, it’s first-rate, sir. Sat [Aside] I shall stop here. [Puts her bonnet and shawl on the bed . Jack [Putting down his trunk] I think I’ll take a little soup. [ l . of r . table. Sat [r. o/r. table] What ! are you going to — Jack Oh, I beg your pardon 1 were you — Sat Yes ; I couldn’t very well dine at the station alone. Jack [Taking up his trunk again] You’re quite right. Take the soup. I wish you a pleasant journey. [Exit door in flat. Sat Thank you — same to you. What, has he really gone ? Nev- er mind, I’ll have my dinner. [Takes soup] Horrid soup — I’m not in the least hungry. [Throws down the spoon] And why should 1 go to Devonshire ?— its ridiculous ! Why should I go at all ? Besides, I know Devonshire by heart. Why shouldn’t I go to Aberdeen too 1 — I’m very fond of grouse. Oh ! that little wretch Robin ! Here have I been doing all this to avenge his death, while he was sueing me in the county court — the monster ! Jack [Outside] Get me a cab, Hannah, as fast as you can. Sat [Sitting at table, r .] It’s his voice — he’s coming back. I'm so glad ! Jack [Entering door in flat] I beg your pardon, madam — it’s raining cats and dogs. You’ll not object to my waiting here while Hannah fetches me a cab ? Sat Certainly not, and if you’re hungry you’ll find the soup excel- lent. 4 Jack Oh ! is it ? Sat And if you’re not afraid of being poisoned — Jack [Alarmed] Eh ? [Laughing] What an idea 1 Sat Sit down. Jack With pleasure— that is- -no. I've seen too many plays WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? as where husbands and wives who had quarrelled had the imprudence to dine together, and had the folly to make it up with each othei before the cheese. Now that's not at all the — cheese for me. Sat \Offering soup ] Do you refuse? Jack No, not exactly ; but with your permission I'll take my plate a little way off. Sat Where ? Jack On this table. [Takes liis plate , and sits at table, L. Sat As you please. Hadn't you better take it# on the mat ? Jack Thank you, no, I shall do here. But tell me — what are you going away for ? Sat Because I can't stay where you are. Jack But I'm going, too, so you can stop. Sat What ! all alone ? Jack No ; with your father and the murdered Robin — Sat Oh ! if you mean to insult me — Jack Why, didn’t you tell me not ten minutes ago that you loved him still ? Sat But you didn’t believe me. You know me well enough to guess that I’m not the woman to love a man who insults me. Won’t you have a glass of wine ? [ Pours one out. Jack Thank you. [Takes it to table , i. Enter Hannah, with a partridge on dish. Han I beg pardon, ma’am, for keeping you waiting ; but master sent me to fetch a cab. [To Jack.] It’s at the door, sir. Jack [Putting down his glass] Oh ! very well. Madam, I — Sat Hannah, leave us. [Hannah exits , taking soup tureen , door in flat. Jack Now, madam, you’ll excuse me if — Sat One moment — oh ! don’t be alarmed, I’m not sroing to act out the scene of the--cheese ; but before you go, some little explanation is necessary. Jack Not at all ! Sat Oh, you’ve plenty of time. What does it matter, whether you dine here or at the station ? [Helping him \ Take a bit of partridge ? Jack I do feel a little hungry — have you any bread? [Carries plate to table, L.] But don’t let us have any explanation now. [At table , L. Sat [After a short pause] I was a little passionate; but have you nothing to reproach yourself with ? Jack Oh, yes, a great deal ! I was first to blame — I’d no busi ness to undertake such a ridiculous mission ; I confess I was wrong, and am sorry. Were you to say to me, “ Prisoner at the bar, guil-. ty or not guilty ?” — I should reply boldly, “ Guilty.” Sat You lent yourself to a disgraceful hoax, for the sake ol wounding a woman’s feelings. Jack No, no — not so. Sat Then what was your object ? , Jack Well, I confess that Robin said such horrid things about you, WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN? that I’d an irresistible curiosity to see you. The more a woman’* abused, the more one longs to know her. Sat What? [ Very sweetly] Take another glass of wine. Jack With pleasure. [Oosscs to R. table . Sat \Drinking\ Think of the situation you placed me in. 1 believ- ed you we Robin’s assassin, and in that belief, what would you have had me do ? Jack [. Ironically ] You should have sent for the police. Sat How should I know that? Jack Instead of which, you say to yourself, “The man s a scoun- drel, I’ll marry him. If I put him in prison, he may escape ; but marriage, there’s no escape from that.” Sat Oh, yes, there is. You see yourself, you’re going to escape it this moment. Jack Escape, do you call it ? Can I give to another the name which I’ve already given to you ? Impossible. I may forget you, certainly, though that will take some time. Oh ! I know what I’m talking about. Why, this very morning I loved you. Oh ! I con: fessit. The very faults of some women make you love them the more ; and that was your case. You wept with rage when I left you, and I wept, like a fool, as I was, with regret, with love. Oh ! it’s stupid enough, but so it was — men are such fools — but it’s ah over now. Sat [ Without answering him , runs and opens window , l. Throws tnoney out] Coachman, theie’s half-a-crown for you — go away. Jack Go away ? why that’s my cab ! Sat Jack, don’t p-o — I love you ! Jack What ? Sat You mustn’t go. Jack What ! I mustn’t ? Sat I ask pardon upon my knees. ] ttneding. Jack [Kneeling] You, on your knees! Sat I was wrong, I own it. Jack No, not at all, it was me. Sat No — forgive me. Jack Forgive you ! — and your sprained ankle? Sat [Smiling] Quite well. Jack You’ll never have another ? Sat Never. - Jack My dear little wife ! Sat My darling husband ! [They embrace kneeling Enter Tinkle, door in flat. Tin Good gracious ! they’re murdering each other. Jack [Getting up] No, quite the contrary. Sat Oh, papa ! I adore my husband ! Jack I idolize my wife ! Tin Nonsense. Jack Yes, I think she’s quite un-Mexicanized. Tin So much the better ; for I just came to tell you that Tv* cettl'ed for Twickenham. 34 WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN ? Enter Hannah, door in flat. Han [To Jack] Sir, your cab’s driven away ; shall I fetch another * Jack Yes, get one for father-in-law ; he wants to take away his things. Tin And now I hope we shall be calm and tranquil. Sat Oh, yes, papa, quite tranquil. Eh, Jack — you are not afraid of me, are you ? I know I’m passionate, but it’s soon over again, isn’t it, dear ? Jack Yes, and it comes soon over again, dear. Sat [To Audience ] Ladies and Gentlemen! don’t judge me too harshly. If I’ve been a tigress to-night, you must blame the author and not me. At home, I can assure you, I’m a perfect lamb. [ Turn - iwjto Jack] Ask him! 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