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FRANCES. It's the eye of faith in you and your homeopathic doses. Don't you interfere with it.
FRANCES TREBELL, _housekeeper, goes out_. KENT _has seized on the letters and is carrying them to his room_.
KENT. This looks like popularity and the great heart of the people, doesn't it?
WEDGECROFT. Trebell, you're not ill, and I've work to do.
TREBELL. I want ten minutes. Keep anybody out, Kent.
KENT. I'll switch that speaking tube arrangement to my room.
TREBELL, _overflowing with vitality, starts to pace the floor_.
TREBELL. I've seen the last of Pump Court, Gilbert.
WEDGECROFT. The Bar ought to give you a testimonial . . to the man who not only could retire on twenty years' briefs, but =has=.
TREBELL. Fifteen. But I bled the City sharks with a good conscience . .
quite freely.
WEDGECROFT. [_With a pretence at grumbling._] I wish I could retire.
TREBELL. No you don't. Doctoring's a priestcraft . . you've taken vows.
WEDGECROFT. Then why don't you establish =our= church instead of . .
TREBELL. Yes, my friend . . but you're a heretic. I'd have to give the Medical Council power to burn you at the stake.
KENT. [_With the book packages._] Parcel from the S. P. C. K., sir.
TREBELL. I know . . Disestablishment a crime against G.o.d; sermon preached by the Vicar of something Parva in eighteen seventy three. I hope you're aware it's your duty to read all those.
KENT. Suppose they convert me? Lucy wanted to know if she could see you.
TREBELL. [_His eyebrows up._] Yes, I'll call at Mrs. Farrant's. Oh, wait. Aren't they coming to dinner?
KENT. To-night? No, I think they go back to Shapters by the five o'clock. I told her she might come round about twelve on the chance.
TREBELL. Yes . . if Cantelupe's punctual . . I'd sooner not have too long with him.
KENT. All right, then.
_He goes, shutting the door; then you hear the door of his room shut too. The two friends face each other, glad of a talk._
TREBELL. Well?
WEDGECROFT. Well . . you'll never do it.
TREBELL. Yes, I shall.
WEDGECROFT. You can't carry any bill to be a credit to you with the coming Tory cabinet on your back. You know the Government is cursing you with its dying breath.
TREBELL. [_Rubbing his hands._] Of course. They've been beaten out of the House and in now. I suppose they will meet Parliament.
WEDGECROFT. They must, I think. It's over a month since--
TREBELL. [_His thoughts running quickly._] There'll only be a nominal majority of sixteen against them. The Labour lot are committed on their side . . and now that the Irish have gone--
WEDGECROFT. But they'll be beaten on the Address first go.
TREBELL. Yes . . Horsham hasn't any doubt of it.
WEDGECROFT. He'll be in office within a week of the King's speech.
TREBELL. [_With another access of energy._] I'll pull the bill that's in my head through a Horsham cabinet and the House. Then I'll leave them . .
they'll go to the country--
WEDGECROFT. You know Percival's pledge about that at Bristol wasn't very definite.
TREBELL. Horsham means to.
WEDGECROFT. [_With friendly contempt._] Oh, Horsham!
TREBELL. Anyway, it's about Percival I want you. How ill is he?
WEDGECROFT. Not very.
TREBELL. Is he going to die?
WEDGECROFT. Well, I'm attending him.
TREBELL. [_Pinked._] Yes . . that's a good answer. How does he stomach me in prospect as a colleague, so far?
WEDGECROFT. Sir, professional etiquette forbids me to disclose what a patient may confess in the sweat of his agony.
TREBELL. He'll be Chancellor again and lead the House.
WEDGECROFT. Why not? He only grumbles that he's getting old.
TREBELL. [_Thinking busily again._] The difficulty is I shall have to stay through one budget with them. He'll have a surplus . . well, it looks like it . . and my only way of agreeing with him will be to collar it.
WEDGECROFT. But . . good heavens! . . you'll have a hundred million or so to give away when you've disendowed.
TREBELL. Not to give away. I'll sell every penny.
WEDGECROFT. [_With an incredulous grin._] You're not going back to extending old-age pensions after turning the unfortunate Liberals out on it, are you?
TREBELL. No, no . . none of your half crown measures. They can wait to round off their solution of that till they've the courage to make one big bite of it.