Plays : Fifth Series. Galsworthy John

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СКАЧАТЬ BUILDER. Ask him in, Camille.

      CAMILLE. Yes, Madame.

      She goes through the doorway into the hall. MRS BUILDER, following towards the door, meets RALPH BUILDER, a man rather older than BUILDER and of opposite build and manner. He has a pleasant, whimsical face and grizzled hair.

      MRS BUILDER. John wants to consult you, Ralph.

      RALPH. That's very gratifying.

      She passes him and goes out, leaving the two brothers eyeing one another.

      About the Welsh contract?

      BUILDER. No. Fact is, Ralph, something very horrible's happened.

      RALPH. Athene gone and got married?

      BUILDER. No. It's—it's that she's gone and—and not got married.

      RALPH utters a sympathetic whistle.

      Jolly, isn't it?

      RALPH. To whom?

      BUILDER. A young flying bounder.

      RALPH. And why?

      BUILDER. Some crazy rubbish about family life, of all things.

      RALPH. Athene's a most interesting girl. All these young people are so queer and delightful.

      BUILDER. By George, Ralph, you may thank your stars you haven't got a delightful daughter. Yours are good, decent girls.

      RALPH. Athene's tremendously good and decent, John. I'd bet any money she's doing this on the highest principles.

      BUILDER. Behaving like a—

      RALPH. Don't say what you'll regret, old man! Athene always took things seriously—bless her!

      BUILDER. Julia thinks you might help. You never seem to have any domestic troubles.

      RALPH. No—o. I don't think we do.

      BUILDER. How d'you account for it?

      RALPH. I must ask at home.

      BUILDER. Dash it! You must know!

      RALPH. We're all fond of each other.

      BUILDER. Well, I'm fond of my girls too; I suppose I'm not amiable enough. H'm?

      RALPH. Well, old man, you do get blood to the head. But what's Athene's point, exactly?

      BUILDER. Family life isn't idyllic, so she thinks she and the young man oughtn't to have one.

      RALPH. I see. Home experience?

      BUILDER. Hang it all, a family's a family! There must be a head.

      RALPH. But no tail, old chap.

      BUILDER. You don't let your women folk do just as they like?

      RALPH. Always.

      BUILDER. What happens if one of your girls wants to do an improper thing? [RALPH shrugs his shoulders]. You don't stop her?

      RALPH. Do you?

      BUILDER. I try to.

      RALPH. Exactly. And she does it. I don't and she doesn't.

      BUILDER. [With a short laugh] Good Lord! I suppose you'd have me eat humble pie and tell Athene she can go on living in sin and offending society, and have my blessing to round it off.

      RALPH. I think if you did she'd probably marry him.

      BUILDER. You've never tested your theory, I'll bet.

      RALPH. Not yet.

      BUILDER. There you are.

      RALPH. The 'suaviter in modo' pays, John. The times are not what they were.

      BUILDER. Look here! I want to get to the bottom of this. Do you tell me I'm any stricter than nine out of ten men?

      RALPH. Only in practice.

      BUILDER. [Puzzled] How do you mean?

      RALPH. Well, you profess the principles of liberty, but you practise the principles of government.

      BUILDER. H'm! [Taking up the decanter] Have some?

      RALPH. No, thank you.

      BUILDER fills and raises his glass.

      CAMILLE. [Entering] Madame left her coffee.

      She comes forward, holds out a cup for BUILDER to pour into, takes it and goes out. BUILDER'S glass remains suspended. He drinks the brandy off as she shuts the door.

      BUILDER. Life isn't all roses, Ralph.

      RALPH. Sorry, old man.

      BUILDER. I sometimes think I try myself too high. Well, about that Welsh contract?

      RALPH. Let's take it.

      BUILDER. If you'll attend to it. Frankly, I'm too upset.

      As they go towards the door into the hall, MAUD comes in from the dining-room, in hat and coat.

      RALPH. [Catching sight of her] Hallo! All well in your cosmogony, Maud?

      MAUD. What is a cosmogony, Uncle?

      RALPH. My dear, I—I don't know.

      He goes out, followed by BUILDER. MAUD goes quickly to the table, sits down and rests her elbows on it, her chin on her hands, looking at the door.

      BUILDER. [Re-entering] Well, Maud! You'd have won your bet!

      MAUD. Oh! father, I—I've got some news for you.

      BUILDER. [Staring at her] News—what?

      MAUD. I'm awfully sorry, but I-I've got a job.

      BUILDER. Now, don't go saying you're going in for Art, too, because I won't have it.

      MAUD. Art? Oh! no! It's the—[With a jerk]—the Movies.

      BUILDER. who has taken up a pipe to fill, puts it down.

      BUILDER. [Impressively] I'm not in a joking mood.

      MAUD. I'm not joking, father.

      BUILDER. Then what are you talking about?

      MAUD. You see, I—I've got a film face, and—

      BUILDER. You've what? [Going up to his daughter, he takes hold of her chin] Don't talk nonsense! Your sister has just tried me to the limit.

      MAUD. [Removing his hand from her chin] Don't oppose it, father, please! I've always wanted to earn my own living.

      BUILDER. Living! Living!

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