Three PlaysDavid Nutt, 1892 - 250 pages |
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Admiral Guinea ain't AINSLIE ANTHONY Anthony Musgrave ARETHUSA argyment Awke Badger BARBARA Beau Austin believe bless Bosbury Bow Street Runner Cap'n Captain Gaunt child Christopher Commander damme damned David Pew Deacon Brodie dead Deakin dear devil dinna door DRAKE drink father FENWICK forgive gentleman Geordie George Austin girl give goes hand hear heart heaven Hester honour HUNT II Sc Jack JEAN Jerry Jerry Hunt John John Fenwick king's evidence lady LAWSON LESLIE look Lord ma'am madam maid mair marry MARY MENTEITH Miss Dorothy MISS FOSTER MOORE mother Muck never night OLD BRODIE old Pew Pew's Procurator Procurator-Fiscal Richmond Hill SCENE shame sister SMITH speak Stage represents sure TABLEAU tell there's thought to-night Tunbridge VIII Sc Watt weel what's William Brodie window woman word wot's ye're young
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Page 15 - s something in hypocrisy after all. If we were as good as we seem, what would the world be ? The city has its vizard on, and we — at night we are our naked selves. Trysts are keeping, bottles cracking, knives are stripping ; and here is Deacon Brodie flaming forth the man of men he is! — How still it is ! ... My father and Mary — Well ! the day for them, the night for me; the grimy cynical night that makes all cats grey, and all honesties of one complexion. Shall a man not have half a life...
Page 189 - Twas time for us to go." What a note you had to sing, what a swaller for a pannikin of rum, and what a fist for the shiners! Ah, Cap'n, they didn't call you Admiral Guinea for nothing. I can see that old sea-chest of yours — her with the brass bands, where you kept your gold dust and doubloons : you know ! — I can see her as well this minute as though you and me was still at it playing put on the lid of her. . . . You don't say nothing, Cap'n? . . . Well, here it is: I want money and I want rum....
Page 107 - And Women — yes ! — were ladies first of all ; When Grace was conscious of its gracefulness, And man — though Man! — was not ashamed to dress. A brave formality, a measured ease, Were his — and her's — whose effort was to please. And to excel in pleasing was to reign And, if you sighed, never to sigh in vain. But then, as now — it may be, something more — Woman and man were human to the core.
Page 47 - MARY. I will not. BRODIE. What if I told you that you could only compass your happiness and his at the price of my ruin? MARY. Your ruin ? BRODIE. Even so. MARY. Ruin ! BRODIE. It has an ugly sound, has it not ? MARY. O Willie, what have you done ? What have you done ? What have you done ? BRODIE.
Page 203 - re a man they 're down upon, just like myself, I see. We 're a pair of plain, good-hearted, jolly tars; and all these longshore fellows cock a lip at us, by George. What cheer, mate ? ARETHUSA (without). Mrs. Drake! Mrs. Drake! PEW. What, a female ? hey ? a female ? Board her, board her, mate ! I 'm dark.
Page 80 - sa man there will stick at nothing. LESLIE. Mr. Lawson, Brodie has done his shift. Why should we keep him ? (JEAN appears at the door, and signs to BRODIE.) LAWSON. Hoots' this is my trade. That's a bit o' ' Wanderin' Willie.' I've had it before me in precognitions ; that same stave has been used for a signal by some o' the very warst o
Page 149 - The right, my dear sir, is beyond question ; but it is one, as you were going on to observe, on which no gentleman insists. FENWICK. Anthony, my good fellow, I think we had better go. ANTHONY. I have asked a question. AUSTIN. Which I was charmed to answer, but which, on repetition, might begin to grow distasteful. ANTHONY. In my own house FENWICK. For God's sake, Anthony ! AUSTIN. In your aunt's house, young gentleman, I shall be careful to refrain from criticism. I am come upon a visit to a lady...
Page 178 - ll do, so God help me. GAUNT. Arethusa, you at least are the child of many prayers ; your eyes have been unsealed ; and to you the world stands naked, a morning watch for duration, a thing spun of cobwebs for solidity. In the presence of an angry God I ask you : Have you heard this man ? ARETHUSA. Father, I know Kit, and I love him. GAUNT. I say it solemnly, this is no Christian union. To you, Christopher French, I will speak nothing of eternal truths : I will speak to you the language of this world....
Page 190 - I'm old and blind? No, no! belay that, I say. Give me the old motto : Fair dealings, as between man and man. GAUNT. David Pew, it were better for you that you were sunk in fifty fathom. I know your life; and first and last, it is one broadside of wickedness. You were a porter in a school, and beat a boy to death ; you ran for it, turned slaver, and shipped with me, a green hand. Ay, that was the craft for you: that was the right craft, and I was the right captain ; there was none worse that sailed...
Page 178 - I've put my mother's ring on Arethusa's finger; and if you'll give us your blessing, I'll engage to turn over a new leaf, and make her a good husband. GAUNT. In whose strength, Christopher French ? KIT. In the strength of my good, honest love for her: as you did for her mother, and my father for mine. And you know, Captain, a man can't command the wind; but (excuse me, sir) he can always lie the best course possible, and that's what I'll do, so God help me.