Dracula of Transylvania_The Epic Play in Three Acts by Christofer Cook

Author:Christofer Cook [Cook, Christofer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781491808771
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Published: 2017-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

Scene 11

“A Strange Fever”

[Lucy’s Boudoir, Cottage in Whitby]

(Lighting and gentle morning music rise back up on Lucy’s boudoir to convey a new morning after the storm. Mina is straightening toiletries on a vanity. Mina gently begins to brush Lucy’s hair in an effort to gradually wake her. Lucy stirs, music fades out.)

MINA

Well, good morning, Sleepy Head.

LUCY

How long have I slept?

MINA

I thought it time to awaken you. But I wanted to let you get in a few extra winks this morning.

LUCY

Why? What for?

MINA

You were quite the midnight wanderer.

LUCY

What?

MINA

The adventure of the night seems not to have harmed you.

LUCY

How you speak in riddles. What adventure?

MINA

You don’t remember, do you?

LUCY

Don’t tell me, somnambulating? Again?

MINA

I’m afraid so.

LUCY

Is it warm in here to you?

MINA

Oh! My word!

LUCY

What is it?

MINA

Your throat!

LUCY

What about it?

MINA

On your neck, there are,… Oh, my word! I must’ve injured you.

LUCY

You?

MINA

I rapped your shawl about you, then fastened it with a large, safety pin. I must’ve been careless. For you have two small and distinct wounds.

LUCY

Don’t be silly, Mina. I hardly feel it at all.

MINA

I hope it doesn’t leave a scar.

(Lucy checks her neck wounds in a hand-held mirror.)

LUCY

Doubtful. The two holes are so small. I wouldn’t worry.

MINA

Would you like a bandage?

LUCY

No, silly. That’s not necessary. In fact, I fancy them a bit. If nothing else, they may allude to a social life that I have not, yet greatly desire.

MINA

Lucy! You’re spoken for now, you naughty little minx…

LUCY

It really is warm… I’m telling you, I cannot…

(Lucy begins feeling ill.)

MINA

Luce?

LUCY

I’m all right. Just feeling rather faint at the moment.

MINA

Lie back down.

(She does so and Mina feels her forehead.)

LUCY

Oh my! It’s almost,… as if…

MINA

Oh! My Lord! Lucy, your forehead! You’re burning up! You’re hot as fire!

LUCY

I’m so weak all of a sudden… Mina, I think I’m slipping away.

MINA

Oh God! No, Lucy! Stay with me. I’ll ring Dr. Seward!

(Mina grabs a bell from Lucy’s bedside table.)

MINA

He’ll hear the bell from across the lawn at the asylum. Hold tight, my love!

(Mina goes to the French doors, slings them open and furiously rings the bell.)

MINA

He’s always up early. He must’ve heard.

LUCY

Water, please.

MINA

Yes, yes, of course! Here, my love.

(Mina gives Lucy a glass of water.)

LUCY

Bless you, dearest…

(Young Mr. Nigel Billington, a footman of the Westenra cottage, begins knocking on the outside door to Lucy’s boudoir.)

(Knocking)

LUCY

Dreams. I’m dreaming again. The Sandman came. He loves me so. Do let him in, won’t you, Wilhemina?

MINA

Oh, my poor friend. You’ve succumbed to delirium.

(More knocking)

MINA

Who is it?

BILLINGTON

It’s Billington, Mum.

(Mina runs to the door…)

MINA

Oh, Billington. It’s Lucy. She’s taken ill.

BILLINGTON

I heard the bell and wondered if I might be of assistance.

MINA

Yes, please, Billington. Go and fetch Mrs. Westenra.

BILLINGTON

Right away.

(He exits briskly.)

MINA

Dr. Seward! Dr. Seward! Come quickly! It’s Lucy!

(She closes the door and goes back to Lucy.)

MINA

I don’t know if he hears me. I’ll have to run ’cross the lawn. Hold on, Dear. I’ll return presently.

(Mina runs out quickly to fetch Dr. Seward. A mysterious music eases in and lights gradually crossfade to a glowing crimson. Lucy, sweating and pallid brings herself up to a sitting position, she moves to the foot of the bed on her knees.

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