haps that had better be left out altogether.
NEEKS: Not...?
SIR WEBLEY: Not quite...?
TRUNDLEBEN: No, not at all.
SIR WEBLEY and NEEKS: H'm.
TRUNDLEBEN: Left out altogether. And then there are "Sonnets," and--and
"Venus and Adonis," and--and "The Phoenix and the Turtle."
SIR WEBLEY: The Phoenix and the what?
TRUNDLEBEN: The Turtle.
SIR WEBLEY: Oh. Go on ...
TRUNDLEBEN: One called "The Passionate Pilgrim," another "A Lover's
Complaint."
SIR WEBLEY: I think the whole thing's very regrettable.
NEEKS: I think so too, Sir Webley.
TRUNDLEBEN (_mournfully_): And there've been no poets since poor
Browning died, none at all. It's absurd for him to call himself a poet.
NEEKS: Quite so, Trundleben, quite so.
SIR WEBLEY: And all these plays. What does he mean by calling them
plays? They've never been acted.
TRUNDLEBEN: Well--er--no, not exactly acted, Sir Webley.
SIR WEBLEY: What do you mean by not exactly, Trundleben?
TRUNDLEBEN: Well, I believe they were acted in America, though of course
not in London.
SIR WEBLEY: In America? What's that got to do with it. America? Why,
that's the other side of the Atlantic.
TRUNDLEBEN: Oh, yes, Sir Webley, I--I quite agree with you.
SIR WEBLEY: America! I daresay they did. I daresay they did act them.
But that doesn't make him a suitable member for the Olympus. Quite the
contrary.
NEEKS: Oh, quite the contrary.
TRUNDLEBEN: Oh, certainly, Sir Webley, certainly.
SIR WEBLEY: I daresay "Macbeth" would be the sort of thing that would
appeal to Irish Americans. _Just_ the sort of thing.
TRUNDLEBEN: Very likely, Sir Webley, I'm sure.
SIR WEBLEY: Their game laws are very lax, I believe, over there; they
probably took to him on account of his being a poacher.
TRUNDLEBEN: I've no doubt of it, Sir Webley. Very likely.
NEEKS: I expect that was just it.
SIR WEBLEY: Well now, Trundleben; are we to ask the Olympus to elect a
man who'll come in here with his pockets bulging with rabbits.
NEEKS: Rabbits, and hares too.
SIR WEBLEY: And venison even, if you come to that.
TRUNDLEBEN: Yes indeed, Sir Webley.
SIR WEBLEY: Thank God the Olympus can get its haunch of venison without
having to go to a man like that for it.
NEEKS: Yes indeed.
TRUNDLEBEN: Indeed I hope so.
SIR WEBLEY: Well now, about those plays. I don't say we've absolute
proof that the man's entirely hopeless. We must be sure of our ground.
NEEKS: Yes, quite so.
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