Fanny and the Servant Problem. Jerome Klapka Jerome

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СКАЧАТЬ all, clever. That’s our sheet-anchor. The woman’s clever. She will know how to adapt herself to her new position.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL [turning to her sister]. Yes, she must be clever to have obtained the position that she has. [To the Doctor] Vernon says that she was quite the chief attraction all this winter, in Paris.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. And the French public is so critical.

      DR. FREEMANTLE [drily]. Um! I was thinking rather of her cleverness in “landing” poor Vernon. The lad’s not a fool.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. We must do her justice. I think she was really in love with him.

      DR. FREEMANTLE [still more drily]. Very possibly. Most café-chantant singers, I take it, would be – with an English lord. [He laughs.]

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. You see, she didn’t know he was a lord.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Didn’t know – ?

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. No. She married him, thinking him to be a plain Mr. Wetherell, an artist.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Where d’ye get all that from?

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. From Vernon himself. You’ve got his last letter, dear. [She has opened her chatelaine bag.] Oh, no, I’ve got it myself.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. He’s not going to break it to her till they reach here this evening.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL [she reads]. Yes. “I shall not break it to her before we reach home. We were married quietly at the Hôtel de Ville, and she has no idea I am anything else than plain Vernon James Wetherell, a fellow-countryman of her own, and a fellow-artist. The dear creature has never even inquired whether I am rich or poor.” I like her for that.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. You mean to tell me – [He jumps up. With his hands in his jacket pockets, he walks to and fro.] I suppose it’s possible.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. You see, she isn’t the ordinary class of music-hall singer.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. I should say not.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. She comes of quite a good family.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Her uncle was a bishop.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Bishop? Of where?

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL [with the letter]. He says he can’t spell it. It’s somewhere in New Zealand.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Do they have bishops over there?

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Well, evidently.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Then her cousin is a judge.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. In New Zealand?

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL [again referring to the letter]. No – in Ohio.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Seems to have been a somewhat scattered family.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. People go about so much nowadays.

      Mrs. Bennet has entered. She is the housekeeper.

      MRS. BENNET [she is about to speak to the Misses Wetherell; sees the Doctor]. Good afternoon, doctor.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Afternoon, Mrs. Bennet.

      MRS. BENNET [she turns to the Misses Wetherell, her watch in her hand]. I was thinking of having the fire lighted in her ladyship’s bedroom. It is half past six.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. You are always so thoughtful. She may be tired.

      MRS. BENNET. If so, everything will be quite ready. [She goes out, closing door.]

      DR. FREEMANTLE. What do they think about it all – the Bennets? You have told them?

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. We thought it better. You see, one hardly regards them as servants. They have been in the family so long. Three generations of them.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Really, since our poor dear brother’s death, Bennet has been more like the head of the house than the butler.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Of course, he doesn’t say much.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. It is her having been on the stage that they feel so.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. You see, they have always been a religious family.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Do you know, I really think they feel it more than we do. I found Peggy crying about it yesterday, in the scullery.

      DR. FREEMANTLE [he has been listening with a touch of amusement.] Peggy Bennet?

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Yes. Charles Bennet’s daughter.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Happen to have a servant about the place who isn’t a Bennet?

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. No, no, I don’t really think we have. Oh, yes – that new girl Mrs. Bennet engaged last week for the dairy. What is her name?

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. Arnold.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Ah, yes, Arnold.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Ah!

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. I think she’s a cousin, dear.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Only a second cousin.

      DR. FREEMANTLE. Um! Well I should tell the whole family to buck up. Seems to me, from what you tell me, that their master is bringing them home a treasure. [He shakes hands briskly with the ladies.] May look in again to-morrow. Don’t forget – one page Marcus Aurelius before breakfast – in case of need. [He goes out.]

      The sun has sunk. The light is twilight.

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. He always cheers one up.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. He’s so alive. [Mrs. Bennet comes in from the dressing-room. She leaves the door ajar. The sound of a hammer is heard. It ceases almost immediately.] Oh, Mrs. Bennet, we were going to ask you – who is to be her ladyship’s maid? Have you decided yet?

      MRS. BENNET. I have come to the conclusion – looking at the thing from every point of view – that Jane would be the best selection.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. Jane!

      THE ELDER MISS WETHERELL. But does she understand the duties?

      MRS. BENNET. A lady’s maid, being so much alone with her mistress, is bound to have a certain amount of influence. And Jane has exceptionally high principles.

      THE YOUNGER MISS WETHERELL. That is true, dear.

      MRS. BENNET. As regards the duties, she is very quick at learning anything new. Of course, at first —

      The sound of hammering again comes from the bedroom.

      THE YOUNGER MISS СКАЧАТЬ