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DOCTOR BOB then comes to the table, 0198115 a 6026 ofcigars, a/za' seleets one, theafiats it bath with a little laugh aml takes anal lights a cigarette] Dr. B. Ten minutes! [He seats himselfcomfortably, %/?”עמששat the cigarette. A langpame. MRS. BOB amt DR. FIELDING return] Mrs. B. I must tell him—I must tell him! He's suffering too much. (Rims in.) Bob ! ...... What is it? Dr. B. Ihave about seven minutes of life left, Nan. Ι could not bear to let you see me suffer for a month. Mrs. B. What do you mean? Oh, don’t you see it was all a joke? We w…
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DOCTOR BOB Dr. F. Poor devil! I‘ve known for months that it was all over with him. Mrs. Β. Oh, how dreadful! He's not twenty yet. Dr. F. He never will be. Mrs. Β. In my mind I can see him coming out; Ican feel and understand. Oh, why won‘t Bob let him take hope to his mother? Dr. F. It's a shame. It's silly, useless cruelty. I'd like to punch Bob's head......oh! I beg your pardon, Mrs. Bob—— if he breaks down that fine boy’s courage. Mrs. B. Oh, I quite agree with you. Dr. P. Then I say that he'd be all the better for a dose of his own medicine.…
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…ctious, !11 lost recovering her szgflieient/y to firing her ont.] Dr. B. Here, Nan, tell them to light the fire in the spare bedroom ! [MRs BOB goes out. DR. BOB'S leleþhone 011 011781171 rings. DR. BOB goes to it.] Dr. B. Half a minute, Fielding. Look after her. [JANE gasþs 111111 opens her eyes. Jane. You've been lying to me. Father of Heaven! I don’t want to die. I cannot be so ill as he says! Dr. F. No, dear child, no. The fact is—er—er—well, we’ve just discovered he's a bit mad, do you see? Listen to me, Jane. Jane. Oh, I'm trying to. Dr. F. …
1912 · PDF PAGE 107
DOCTOR BOB A SKETCH BY MARY D'ESTE and ALEISTER CROWLEY. [The Scene represents the waiting-room of DR. ROBERTS' house. Doors L., R., and C. Door L. leads to dining- room ; door R. to entranee-hall; door C. to consulting- room. T1115 15 0 wide douole door, 20111611 when open 5110205 the doetor's bureau, chairs, and other usual furniture. Curtain may 06 used 11151604of door if more convenient. The waiting-room 1105 a large tab/e, with illustratedjournals, &c. There 076 easy chairs, 0111 110 otherfurniture. On the 10016 116 the hat and 511612 of 0…
1912 · PDF PAGE 105
DOCTOR BOB A SKETCH BY MARY D’ESTE and ALEISTER CROWLEY
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DOCTOR BOB [He bows to MRS. BOB, shakes hamis with DR. FIELDING, amt goes oat R. Mrs. B. Another victiml Dr. F. It’s a shame] Mrs. B. Will you stand by me? Dr. F. You know I will. What is it? Mrs. B. Let’s teach him a lesson. I’ve got a splendid idea. It isn’t hardness of heart; but he doesn’t see clearly. I want to make him feel and understand what it is that he‘s doing. Dr. F. And how do you propose to do it? Mrs. B. Well, you know he asked you to look at his throat. Tell him it's something terrible, that he’s got to diel Can you think of any…
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… bit ofa {right is the very thing to do one good. [Eider ΜΠ Stanley, his lmz'r 614/”?!!!ששa wild [00/5 in his eyes. He does not see Mrs. Bob (md Jane, who are?וש L. at one/é ofstage, but addresses Dr. Fielding, who 2": at tab/e.] W. S. I say, dec., it's all up. Dr. F. Nonsense. Cheer up, old son. It's never as bad as Dr. Bob makes out. W. S. Yes; I'm finished. God! but this will break up the mother. Dr. F. Then you mustn’t tell her. W. S. I’m not going to. But she’ll guess. Mothers seem to feel things. Look here, dec., I'm on for a night with th…
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…dn‘t expect to see you here; I thought you were better months ago. W. 5. So I was—in fact I am—only the mother insisted on my seeing Dr. Bob. Iguess he won’t find much wrong with me ! Mrs. B. Oh, you mustn’t mind even if he does. Doctors live on people's fears. Dr. F. (laughifzg) Oh, Mrs. Bob, come nowl W. S. They can't frighten me; but they do mother. She wants to coddle me all the time. Dr. F. You're a No. I size pet. W. S. Rather; I'm the strongest man in college. If this silly old heart hadn't started to play the goat. [DR. BOB's bel! rings.…
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… slight, but it's been hanging about for a month. [He sits trad throws his hem! haehfoe the examination, which DR. FIELDING hegz'm. MRS. BOB 0077265 in L., sees the two meh, am! draws bath, facing audience, 'wz'z‘h a pleased exfeez‘ah! smile]. Dr. F. Whewl ............ My God ! [He draws himself 7719 with a gesture ofutter ergo/1y)“ Dr. Β. What's the matter? Dr. F. My God! Pull yourself together, old man. I've bad news for you. Dr. B. (gone while) It’s you that need to pull yourself together. Come, out with it! It isn’t...... it isn't ...... Dr…
1912 · PDF PAGE 111
DOCTOR BOB Dr. B. I only record the effect of the verdict of thejury— twelve good symptoms and true. Mrs. B. I can never forget seeing young Joe Whitney when he came from you. He had the face of alost soul. And the next day the papers had the news that he had shot himself. Dr. B. Well, what of that? He saved himself about four months of the most persistent and horrible torture that the mind of a devil could imagine...... People wonder why doctors are nearly always Atheists I Mrs B. Oh, Bob! Dr. B. In his place I should have done as he did. Dr. …
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DOCTOR BOB of the drawn faces, and the ghastly stare into the eyes of Death! Think of their ears strained if perhaps they may hear his stealthy tread l Their tongues licking their parched lips—oh, is there no hope? Then, at least, is there no mercy? Dr. F. I should be inclined to deceive them nearly always I’m sending him a girl this afternoon. Hang it! I must have his opinion, and yet Ι hesitated—long—over the wisdom of the course I was taking. She hasn’t any idea of how seriously ill she is; the shock might kill her. I begged him in my note t…
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…, my poor wife. Herel Thinkl Think ! How shall we ever break it to her? (He rises and staggers 0111‘ of [he 1119400711!/”?קשמSeeing MRS. BOB he slaps.) Mrs. B. (pretending no! to notice his agitation) Well, dear, and what does Dr. Fielding say? Dr. Β. (hoarse/3v) Nan, I hardly like to tell you. Oh, Nan, it’s the very worst. It’s the most malignant form of cancer. I haven't a month to live. (th'ldbl) Hal ha! ha! Dr. Doom’em doomed at last! (Bred/king down) Oh, Nan, Nan, what am I to say to you? And what am I to do about my work? Mrs. B. You’ve b…
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…m sure there’s nothing the matter with you. Mrs. Β. Heavens, no! I have health enough for six. Dr. F. And there's nothing wrong with Dr. Bob? Mrs. B. Nothing serious; he has had a bit ofa cough this month back. Dr. F. Heaven help him if he has to make his own diagnosis—you know we call him Doctor Doom’em ! Mrs. B. It’s just that I want to talk to you about. Dr. F. You don't mean to say you mind ? Mrs. B. Mind ! It's driving me mad. Dr. F. But he’s the greatest consultant we have ; nobody ever comes to him while there's a chance anywhere else. M…
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…, dear, and the brown brandy. No more patients for a bit. Come along, Fielding, eh? [He leads FIELDING to the consulting-mom, while MRS. BOB goes aut L.] Dr. F. This is an exceptional case, old man. I do hope you won‘t frighten her. Dr. B. Great God! always the same old story. They never come to me until the rest of you have finished them, and then it’s my candid opinion you want. Then you get it, by Heaven ! and instead of blaming yourselves, or the patient, or the disease, you blame me. \Vhy don’t you give me a chance? Why don’t you bring them…
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…LL xxvii THREE POEMS. BY VICTOR B. NEUBUKG xxxx'ii THE TEMPLE OF SOLOMON THE KING(C0ntz'11u.e/1) 5 HIS SECRET SIN 49 LONG ODDS 61 DOCTOR BOB. A SKETCH \!\) MARY D’EsTE AND ALEISTER CROWLEY 65 THE WOODCUTTER 79 LA FOIRE. BY (?עגממDE ROCHECHOUART 89 PROFESSOR ZIRCON 91 A BRIEF ABSTRACT OF THE SYMBOLIC REPRESENTATION OF THE UNIVERSE, DERIVED BY DOCTOR JOHN DEE THROUGH THE SKRYING OF SIR EDWARD KELLVI PART IL THE FORTV-EIGHT CALLS 99 STEPNEY 129 THE TELL-TALE HEART. ADAPTED FROM THE STORY OF E. A. POE, Βγ ALEISTER CROWLEY x31 SORITES 142 A DESCRIPT…