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The Mob By: John Galsworthy (1867-1933) |
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THE MOB A Play in Four Acts
By John Galsworthy PERSONS OF THE PLAY STEPHEN MORE, Member of Parliament
KATHERINE, his wife
OLIVE, their little daughter
THE DEAN OF STOUR, Katherine's uncle
GENERAL SIR JOHN JULIAN, her father
CAPTAIN HUBERT JULIAN, her brother
HELEN, his wife
EDWARD MENDIP, editor of "The Parthenon"
ALAN STEEL, More's secretary
JAMES HOME, architect
CHARLES SHELDER, Solicitor A deputation of More's
MARK WACE, bookseller constituents
WILLIAM BANNING, manufacturer
NURSE WREFORD
WREFORD (her son), Hubert's orderly
HIS SWEETHEART
THE FOOTMAN HENRY
A DOORKEEPER
SOME BLACK COATED GENTLEMEN
A STUDENT
A GIRL
A MOB ACT I. The dining room of More's town house, evening. ACT II. The same, morning. ACT III. SCENE I. An alley at the back of a suburban theatre.
SCENE II. Katherine's bedroom. ACT IV. The dining room of More's house, late afternoon. AFTERMATH. The corner of a square, at dawn. Between ACTS I and II some days elapse.
Between ACTS II and III three months.
Between ACT III SCENE I and ACT III SCENE II no time.
Between ACTS III and IV a few hours.
Between ACTS IV and AFTERMATH an indefinite period.
ACT I It is half past nine of a July evening. In a dining room
lighted by sconces, and apparelled in wall paper, carpet, and
curtains of deep vivid blue, the large French windows between
two columns are open on to a wide terrace, beyond which are seen
trees in darkness, and distant shapes of lighted houses. On one
side is a bay window, over which curtains are partly drawn.
Opposite to this window is a door leading into the hall. At an
oval rosewood table, set with silver, flowers, fruit, and wine,
six people are seated after dinner. Back to the bay window is
STEPHEN MORE, the host, a man of forty, with a fine cut face, a
rather charming smile, and the eyes of an idealist; to his
right, SIR, JOHN JULIAN, an old soldier, with thin brown
features, and grey moustaches; to SIR JOHN's right, his brother,
the DEAN OF STOUR, a tall, dark, ascetic looking Churchman: to
his right KATHERINE is leaning forward, her elbows on the table,
and her chin on her hands, staring across at her husband; to her
right sits EDWARD MENDIP, a pale man of forty five, very bald,
with a fine forehead, and on his clear cut lips a smile that
shows his teeth; between him and MORE is HELEN JULIAN, a pretty
dark haired young woman, absorbed in thoughts of her own. The
voices are tuned to the pitch of heated discussion, as the
curtain rises.
THE DEAN. I disagree with you, Stephen; absolutely, entirely
disagree. MORE. I can't help it. MENDIP. Remember a certain war, Stephen! Were your chivalrous
notions any good, then? And, what was winked at in an obscure young
Member is anathema for an Under Secretary of State. You can't
afford MORE. To follow my conscience? That's new, Mendip. MENDIP. Idealism can be out of place, my friend. THE DEAN. The Government is dealing here with a wild lawless race,
on whom I must say I think sentiment is rather wasted. MORE. God made them, Dean. MENDIP. I have my doubts. THE DEAN. They have proved themselves faithless. We have the right
to chastise. MORE. If I hit a little man in the eye, and he hits me back, have I
the right to chastise him? SIR JOHN. We didn't begin this business. MORE. What! With our missionaries and our trading? THE DEAN. It is news indeed that the work of civilization may be
justifiably met by murder. Have you forgotten Glaive and Morlinson? SIR JOHN. Yes. And that poor fellow Groome and his wife? MORE. They went into a wild country, against the feeling of the
tribes, on their own business. What has the nation to do with the
mishaps of gamblers? SIR JOHN... Continue reading book >>
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