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1898 · PDF PAGE 14

The Poem

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC, Il pardon, sir, he said it was only an excuse, and he wouldn’t stand any nonsense. | VAUGHAN. An excuse! Who is the fellow? BUTLER. I think he is a friend of Mr. Percy’s, sir. PERCY [alarmed]. It might be my father. [Aszde.] And I could have finished to-night—the very last word. Something has been singing in me all day. VAUGHAN. This is a serious matter, John. I will come and speak to him. [Extt. The voices ave heard outside. BRANDON [stout, purple, “ knobbed,” and ill-tempered). Yes, sir. Either I see my son now, or I fet…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 6

The Poem

…leman notices the smile, and sees how great a sadness underlies it. VAUGHAN. [Durning to the young man.] ND you—what are you doing here? Excuse my rudeness—you seem so sad. PERCY. I am sad to-night. I am very lonely in this place. VAUGHAN. There are plenty of people about. PERCY. People—mere shells, husks of the golden wheat that might grow even here. VAUGHAN. Why do you stay here?

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