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THE EQUINOX tales o‘ robbers; ’twere not so when I were young, lad. The world gets worse as we get older, Jack. JACK. Nonsense, Father, they won't attack us. Don’t the village know how I half—choked the life [HE mahesa murderous gesture, so violent that the OLD MAN shrinks] out of Bagstock, that was torturing the stray dog? MARTIN. Ay, lad, and well it served the brute. I'm off now, Jack, you’re a strong lad and a brave, but these nasty robbers have weapons, we must be careful, main careful JACK. Only one night-cap, Father! MARTIN. Ay, lad—I’m …
1912 · PDF PAGE 175
…lage of same þretenszbm, though (077115060/??}ושש [The CURTAIN Vises—MARTIN knock: the ashes from his long churchmen/den þzþe on tah/e].—JACKsitting on table] MARTIN. I think I’ll go round to the Blue Cow, Jack, for my night-cape [Going tum: : hand on JACK'S shun/den] I‘ve been thinking, lad, we must all die, and them as is old thinks a mort about it, jacki—never {earl I’ve been thinking, lady Jack Adams has been a son to me, and more than a son ]ACK. Why, no! Father, it’s me that is glad you bid me call you so. MARTIN. More than a son, and a k…
1912 · PDF PAGE 183
THE TELL-TALE HEART CLARK. Why, it‘s main late. SERGEANT. Cheer up, neighbour Clark, we all make our mistakes. JACK. [Loader] 1 say no! I never make a mistake. I never—sing, 1 say! SERGEANT. You sing, Mr. Adams, a lovely voice you’ve got. Give us the Harvest Song. JACK. [Still loader] There isn't a song. There isn’t a harvest. It rained—ralned—ralned—tap—tap—[snon/SJ You’re a liar. The sun shone, there wasn't a sound, not a sound, [THEY begin to lack 715841?/ן%;? CLARK. [Asiae fo Sergeant] He's been a bit excited-like these last few days—and th…
1912 · PDF PAGE 182
…ng and laughing. HE goes R, shuts door, goes to place where corpse is, listens with ear to floor. With great terror, rising to his knees] JACK. It is—it is—low, slow, and solemn, but it is— again—again! God! Great God! they will hearl [Voiees louder, returning. JACK resumes hisfolly manner and shufiles about, pouring out the ale] [Re—enter OTHERS JACK. Well, did you find it all as I said? SERGEANT. Neighbour Clark, you’ll not hear the last ο’ this for many a long year. [Goes to table. Drinking bus] IST CONSTABLE. Burglars! ho! ho! ho! 2ND CONSTABL…
1912 · PDF PAGE 180
THE EQUINOX u dummy. JACK will eut out the eyes of this dummy with his razor; they will 61664 hoi/moly. HE 70111 make appropriate remarks—outin Englandhe simply looks round, then]— ͵τΑοκ. Now to conceal the body; aha! I have it. [þI/ith u 0111561 HE lifts up the three planks 11114 puts the body under the floor, replacing the planks. HE smoothes 01/67 the place, looks for 0114 collects dust, ond sprinkles it evenly over; re-makes bed, etc.] Safe ! safe for ever from that vulture eye of blue. Safe! [A distant 011117111 clock strikes eleven] To bed…
1912 · PDF PAGE 179
…o’s there? [A long pause; presently MARTIN gives a slight groan of abject terror. BOTH remain absolutely still. Another long þause. Then JACK again tries to open the lantern with infinite stealth; at last a single tiny dim ray shoots out and throws Martin‘s eye into startling brilliance. Another long fianse, but JACK should endeavour without the slightest movement to let the audience guess that he hears something. At length, with a wildyell, he throws open the lantern— fut!light on stage—and darts into the room, MARTIN shriehs once only and very …
1912 · PDF PAGE 178
…, and closes the cache. Then goes to hett, undresses, <gets in, aayusts a large night-cap, and puts out the lights] [Loud/y] Good-night, Jack ! the doors always open : if you hear robbers, run in, my lad, and serve ’em as you served that brute of a Bagstock. ]Αεκ. [Of—very sleepy] Good—night. All right, Father, never fear. MARTIN, Good—night. JACK. [Of—fainter] God-nigh’l [MARTIN composes himself to sleep A pause. Then the door slowly, slowly opens. Audience can see JACK crouching behind andpushing in with infinite caution. HE carries a dark lan…
1912 · PDF PAGE 181
…and by. [More mm” more at his ease. SERGEANT. Why, the fact is, Mr. Adams, neighbour Clark here heard a dreadful cry in the cottage, and JACK. Hal Ha! Clark, you're a funny fellow. It’s no joke to me, though, for the fact is I had the most awful dream SERGEANT. And so you shrieked, of course. Strikes me, neighbour Clark, you've found a pretty mare‘s nest. CLARK. But where’s 016 Meyer? I swear I saw him come in less than half an hour ago. JACK. I tell you he's not here. Why don’t you look for him, you dear old muddlehead? SERGEANT. Why, yes, Mr.…
1912 · PDF PAGE 174
PERSONS OF THE PLAY JACK ADAMS,a you!/l (ofsom: ἆσμα“) MARTIN MEYER, an ald man (rt/Mme öoyears) CLARK, a neighbour (of?.שחש45 years) A POLICE SERGEANT and TW'O CONSTABLES COSTUMES : Twenty ymn- ago—the ptrum hing just?!ןמשש working men τ΄“ lucid! condition PROPERTIES REQUIRED Old-fashioncdsafe far/acie?}לשממ Bag: 0 “ treasure,” ui:/m d'un, etc.,for?;(:/פana :₪;/:: Shutter: and ban—far window: Clama, eis., and drinks (in Etc/chard) Lantern, practicable dar/e ὕψι”! Calendar: and other mitaþ/z dcwmtiw:
1912 · PDF PAGE 177
…xits R. [Re-enler MARTIN, L., who lat/es and bolts the door most careful/y after him] MARTIN. Is it all right, lad? Are you gone to bed? JACKi [Of] Ay, ay, Father, all's well. Call if you need me. MARTIN. Good-night, lad; God bless ye, Jack! JACK. [Of] Good-night, Father! and pleasant dreams. [MARTIN goes and tests all the fastening: ofthe shutters, bars and so ah. Then goes to safe and (Brings out Ι35
1912 · PDF PAGE 138
… the arm-chair when the old analyst tiptoed into the room and clapped his hands over her eyes. “ Who is it?” said he gaily. "Why, you're Jack from Alaska, of course," she answered, laughing. “ Guess again ?" And the child guessed the German Emperor, and Lewis Waller, and everyone else she could think of. “Wrong.” “Wrong.” “Wrong.” "Why,“ she cried, jumping up and facing him, “ it's Professor Zircon! The last person in the world I should have expected to find here ! " She threw her arms round his neck and called him a “ dear silly.” ”Well, what's…