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1910 · PDF PAGE 205

The Winged Beetle

MR TODD 195 CARR. There’s better duchesses in Burke than ever came out of it, Mrs. Ossory. By the way, unless rumour lies, the jade ! you can fly much higher than a paltry Duchess ! MRS. OSSORY. Why, why, what do you mean ? Oh, dear Professor, how sweet of you ! Or are you joking ? Somehow one never knows whether you are serious or not ! But you wouldn’t make fun of my embarrassments— Society is so serious, isn’t it ? But, oh do ! do tell me what they say ! CARR. Well, Mrs. Ossory—you know our mysterious friend ? MRS. OSSORY. Mr. Todd ? CARR. Y…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 190

The Winged Beetle

180 MR TODD OSSORY. Why, whatever do you mean ? MRS. OSSORY. I don’t mean anything but what I say. He’s a devil ; I’m sure of it. I know it was his fault, somehow. OSSORY. Nonsense, nonsense, my dear ! He was not even in the car. MRS. OSSORY. It was his car, Alfred. OSSORY. You’re a fool, Emily. CARR. I think Mr. Ossory means that we could hardly hold him responsible if one of his steamers ran down a poor polar bear on a drifting iceberg. MRS. OSSORY. I know I’m quite unreasonable ; it’s an instinct, and intuition. You know Saga of Bond Street …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 204

The Winged Beetle

…e, sir ! you’re a public benefactor. Come, let us arrange the preliminaries—— [They go out, OSSORY clinging tightly to TODD’S arm. Enter MRS. OSSORY and CARR, dressed for walking. MRS. OSSORY. She cut me ! You saw it ! She cut me absolutely dead ! CARR. Possibly she didn’t see you. [As MRS. OSSORY is not looking, he employs a gesture which lessens the likelihood of this, by calling attention to her bulk. MRS. OSSORY. I know she saw me. My only Duchess !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 193

The Winged Beetle

…-morrow. GRANDFATHER. There, you see, Nurse is the only one that loves me. I should like to marry you, Nurse, eh ? And cut ’em all out ? MRS. OSSORY. [Glares at Nurse in silence, not trusting herself to speak to her.] Now, grandpa, don’t be silly ! You know how we all love you ! [She goes to the chair and shakes it, unseen.] Thomas, there you are again ! How can you be so thoughtless ? GRANDFATHER. Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! [They get him out of the room. MRS. OSSORY [returning]. Good-bye, Mr. Carr. It is so good of you to help. CARR. Not at all, Mrs. Osso…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 206

The Winged Beetle

196 MR TODD MRS. OSSORY. Tête-à-tête ! But would that be quite proper, Professor ? CARR. How very English !—all you English think that. But—royalty has its own etiquette. [Enter CHARLEY. Come along, Charley boy, and show me how the new engine works ! Never mind that old frump of a Duchess, Mrs. Ossory— perhaps Mr. Todd may call. [Goes out with CHARLEY. MRS. OSSORY. I do hope he meant it. But he’s such a terrible man for pulling legs, as they call it.—I can’t think where Euphemia picks up all her slang !—If that plain, quiet man should really be…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 188

The Winged Beetle

…p and darts a furious glance at him for she knows that he is mocking British solemnity and cant. DELHOMME. Crushed—crushed in a moment—— MRS. OSSORY [very piously]. Without a warning. Ah well, we must hope that—— [Her voice becomes a mumble. DELHOMME. I will bid you good morning ; I am sure you will not wish strangers to intrude upon your grief. If there is anything that I can do— MRS. OSSORY [“ conventionally ”]. Pray do not leave us yet, Monsieur Delhomme. Lunch is just ready. DELHOMME. I really think that I should go. [He shakes hands. MRS. …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 192

The Winged Beetle

…ell, if you really wish it, I will try and be of what service I can. [CARR, with his back to audience, laughs with his hands, behind it. MRS. OSSORY. That is indeed kind of you, Professor ! [CARR’S hand-laugh grows riotous. GRANDFATHER. Where is Nurse ? I want my whisky and milk. MRS. OSSORY. [Rings.] I shall go down to lunch, Alfred. Lunch when you like, please, everybody. I fear the house will be much upset for a day or two. You must go down to the mortuary at once. I am really too upset to do anything more. CARR. [Over L. To EUPHEMIA.] She h…

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1910 · PDF PAGE 189

The Winged Beetle

…but—but—well, sir, I mis- trust that man Todd ! OSSORY. Thanks : I believe you may be right. DELHOMME. Good-bye, sir ! OSSORY. Good-bye. MRS. OSSORY [rising]. Alfred, that man is a devil ! OSSORY. What, little Delhomme ? MRS. OSSORY. Of course not, Alfred. How can you be so silly ? Todd !

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1910 · PDF PAGE 187

The Winged Beetle

177 ACT I GRANDFATHER sunk in melancholy in his arm-chair ; MRS. OSSORY red and weeping ; OSSORY (a British heavy father) grief-stricken ; EUPHEMIA sobbing at the table ; CARR and DELHOMME cold and hot respectively in their expression of sympathy. MR. TODD is at the door, his cloak on, his hat in his hand. OSSORY. It is kind of you to have so come far to break the sad news, my dear sir. I hope that we shall see you again soon under—under—under happier circumstances. [TODD bows very low to the company as if deeply sympathising ; but turning his …

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1910 · PDF PAGE 191

The Winged Beetle

…s far as we can see at present. But I assure you that I share your sentiments. I have heard very ill things said of him, I can tell you. MRS. OSSORY. Who is he ? Does any one know ? A man of family, I hope. How dreadful for poor Henry if he had been run over by a plebeian ! OSSORY. Well, we hardly know—I wonder if his credit is good. [His voice sinks to a whisper as the awful suspicion that he may be financially unsound strikes him.] CARR. [sharply, as if pained]. Oh, oh ! Don’t suggest such a thing without the very best reason. It would be too…

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