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1898 · PDF PAGE 15

The Poem

…the way, fool! [Kunocking John over, bursts the door open and enters.| There you are, you snivelling little swine. My God! to think that damned puppy’s my son! Come out of it! VAUGHAN [who has entered and rung the bellfor the servants}. I shall have you locked up for assaulting my servant. BRANDON. And you for abducting my son. He’s coming with me now or, there'll be a fuss.) Mark my words, you rascal. — : [Enter two Footmen. VAUGHAN. Seize that man. [Zhey sezze and hold him after a struggle.| EEsmé! go away to your room; this is no place for y…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 14

The Poem

…. Either I see my son now, or I fetch ina policeman. Kidnapper! Yes, sir, that’s what I call you! Yes, sir! my name zs Brandon. And your damned name is Vaughan, sir! And I'll drag your damned name through a police-court, sir, as soon as —as—Where’s my son? [Js heard to move towards dining-room. VAUGHAN. Sou. John! shut that door. Mr. Brandon, my daughtér is at dinner in that room. I cannot allow you to enter.

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