Vandyke Brown: A Farce in One Act by Adolphus Charles Troughton

Author:Adolphus Charles Troughton [Adolphus Charles Troughton]
Language: eng
Format: epub

V. What? and goes away at night, I suppose?

R. No he doesn’t—what should he go away at night for?

V. You don’t mean to say that he sleeps here?

R. Yes, but I do though!

V. () Under the same roof! Preposterous! I’ll bombard the house! Blow it into the air! () Very well, I’ll wait for him. ( .)

R. Won’t you take your breakfast, sir? it’s all getting cold.

V. Don’t talk to me of breakfast! Stay! on second thoughts I don’t know! I must keep up my strength! my revenge! Not eat my breakfast! I’ll go into training like a prize fighter! eat raw beefsteaks every day for a month, and then come down upon him like the Gladiator! () Or Alcides throwing Lychas into the sea! () Look out for yourself, Bobbins! I feel as if I had the thews of the Farnesian Hercules! Oh! for the apples of the Hesperides, to hit him in the eye, and a club like a weaver’s beam to knock his brains out!—my breakfast, I say! my breakfast!

R. This is the way to the parlour, sir! ( . .)

V. () Don’t trouble yourself to show me the way to the parlour! ( .) I know the way to the parlour! Look out for yourself Bobbins!

. .

R. (.) He must be some madman escaped from a lunatic asylum. I don’t like being left alone with him in the house—I wish master would come home—oh, here he is!

B, . . .

A. Has there been a parcel left here since I went out?

R. Yes, sir, there it is on the table. Were you expecting any one to call this morning, sir?

A. No, no one—() why, has anybody been?

R. Yes, sir!

A. Who? a lady?

R. No, sir, a gentleman.

A. What name?

R. He wouldn’t give any name, sir. He came in with a latch key, without knocking.

A. With a latch key? How do you mean? How did he come by it?

R. I don’t know, sir; he appears to be a very extraordinary person, I hardly know what to make of him. He hadn’t been five minutes in the house before he asked me to get him some breakfast.

A. Some begging imposter, I dare say.

R. No, sir, I don’t think that, he was very well dressed.

A. That’s nothing, he might have been one of the swell mob for anything you know to the contrary—the town swarms with well dressed swindlers now-a-days.

R. He said he wanted to see mistress.

A. Well, and how did you get rid of him?

R. I didn’t get rid of him at all, sir; he is in the house now.

A. Nonsense!

R. I thought he was some relation or friend of the family—he’s taking his breakfast in the parlour.

A. Taking his breakfast in the parlour! What? alone with the silver spoons!

R. Good gracious, I never thought of that!

V. ( . .) I say, what’s your name! Young woman! you haven’t put any salt upon the table—do you take me for a cannibal?

A. ( V, , .) Why the fellow has got on my morning gown! Confound his impudence! ( .

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