Three Plays by Granville-Barker Part 94
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CANTELUPE. What is to be said to Mr. O'Connell when he comes?
HORSHAM. Yes . . what exactly do you propose we shall say to O'Connell, Wedgecroft?
WEDGECROFT. Get him to open his oyster of a mind and . . .
FARRANT. So it is and his face like a stone wall yesterday. Absolutely refused to discuss the matter with me!
CANTELUPE. May I ask, Cyril, why are we concerning ourselves with this wickedness at all?
HORSHAM. Just at this moment when we have official weight without official responsibility, Charles . .
WEDGECROFT. I wish I could have let Percival out of bed, but these first touches of autumn are dangerous to a convalescent of his age.
HORSHAM. But you saw him, Farrant . . and he gave you his opinion, didn't he?
FARRANT. Last night . . yes.
HORSHAM. I suppose it's a pity Blackborough hasn't turned up.
FARRANT. Never mind him.
HORSHAM. He gets people to agree with him. That's a gift.
FARRANT. Wedgecroft, what is the utmost O'Connell will be called upon to do for us . . for Trebell?
WEDGECROFT. Probably only to hold his tongue at the inquest to-morrow.
As far as I know there's no one but her maid to prove that Mrs.
O'Connell didn't meet her husband some time in the summer. He'll be called upon to tell a lie or two by implication.
FARRANT. Cantelupe . . what does perjury to that extent mean to a Roman Catholic?
CANTELUPE'S _face melts into an expression of mild amazement_.
CANTELUPE. Your asking such a question shows that you would not understand my answer to it.
FARRANT. [_Leaving the fellow to his subtleties._] Well, what about the maid?
WEDGECROFT. She may suspect facts but not names, I think. Why should they question her on such a point if O'Connell says nothing?
HORSHAM. He's really very late. I told . . [_He stops._] Charles, I've forgotten that man's name again.
CANTELUPE. Edmunds, you said it was.
HORSHAM. Edmunds. Everybody's down at Lympne . . I've been left with a new man here and I don't know his name. [_He is very pathetic._] I told him to put O'Connell in the library there. I thought that either Farrant or I might perhaps see him first and--
_At this moment_ EDMUNDS _comes in, and, with that air of discreet tact which he considers befits the establishment of a Prime Minister, announces_, "Mr. O'Connell, my lord." _As_ O'CONNELL _follows him_, HORSHAM _can only try not to look too disconcerted_. O'CONNELL, _in his tightly b.u.t.toned frock coat, with his shaven face and close-cropped iron grey hair, might be mistaken for a Catholic priest; except that he has not also acquired the easy cheerfulness which professional familiarity with the mysteries of that religion seems to give. For the moment, at least, his features are so impa.s.sive that they may tell either of the deepest grief or the purest indifference; or it may be, merely of reticence on entering a stranger's room. He only bows towards_ HORSHAM'S _half-proffered hand. With instinctive respect for the situation of this tragically made widower the men have risen and stand in various uneasy att.i.tudes._
HORSHAM. Oh . . how do you do? Let me see . . do you know my cousin Charles Cantelupe? Yes . . we were expecting Russell Blackborough. Sir Henry Percival is ill. Do sit down.
O'CONNELL _takes the nearest chair and gradually the others settle themselves_; FARRANT _seeking an obscure corner. But there follows an uncomfortable silence, which_ O'CONNELL _at last breaks_.
O'CONNELL. You have sent for me, Lord Horsham?
HORSHAM. I hope that by my message I conveyed no impression of sending for you.
O'CONNELL. I am always in some doubt as to by what person or persons in or out of power this country is governed. But from all I hear you are at the present moment approximately ent.i.tled to send for me.
_The level music of his Irish tongue seems to give finer edge to his sarcasm._
HORSHAM. Well, Mr. O'Connell . . you know our request before we make it.
O'CONNELL. Yes, I understand that if the fact of Mr. Trebell's adultery with my wife were made as public as its consequences to her must be to-morrow, public opinion would make it difficult for you to include him in your cabinet.
HORSHAM. Therefore we ask you . . though we have no right to ask you . .
to consider the particular circ.u.mstances and forget the man in the statesman, Mr. O'Connell.
O'CONNELL. My wife is dead. What have I to do at all with Mr. Trebell as a man? As a statesman I am in any case uninterested in him.
_Upon this throwing of cold water_, EDMUNDS _returns to mention even more discreetly_ . . .
EDMUNDS. Mr. Blackborough is in the library, my lord.
HORSHAM. [_Patiently impatient._] No, no . . here.
WEDGECROFT. Let me go.
HORSHAM. [_To the injured_ EDMUNDS.] Wait . . wait.
WEDGECROFT. I'll put him _au fait_. I shan't come back.
HORSHAM. [_Gratefully._] Yes, yes. [_Then to_ EDMUNDS _who is waiting with perfect dignity_.] Yes . . yes . . yes.
EDMUNDS _departs and_ WEDGECROFT _makes for the library door, glad to escape_.
O'CONNELL. If you are not busy at this hour, Wedgecroft, I should be grateful if you'd wait for me. I shall keep you, I think, but a very few minutes.
WEDGECROFT. [_In his most matter-of-fact tone._] All right, O'Connell.
_He goes into the library._
CANTELUPE. Don't you think, Cyril, it would be wiser to prevent your man coming into the room at all while we're discussing this?
HORSHAM. [_Collecting his scattered tact._] Yes, I thought I had arranged that he shouldn't. I'm very sorry. He's a fool. However, there's no one else to come. Once more, Mr. O'Connell . . [_He frames no sentence._]
O'CONNELL. I am all attention, Lord Horsham.
CANTELUPE _with a self-denying effort has risen to his feet_.
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