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Cæsar's Wife: A Comedy in Three Acts

William Somerset Maugham
Cæsar's Wife: A Comedy in Three Acts
Sir Arthur Little, K.C.B., K.C.M.G.
Ronald Parry.
Henry Pritchard.
Richard Appleby, M.P.
Osman Pasha.
Violet.
Mrs. Etheridge.
Mrs. Pritchard.
Mrs. Appleby.
An English Butler; Native Servants; an Arab GardenerThe scene is laid in Cairo, in the house and garden of the British ConsularAgentACT I
Scene: The morning-room in the Consular Agent's house at Cairo. The windows are Arabic in character and so are the architraves of the doors, but otherwise it is an English room, airy and spacious. The furniture is lacquer and Chippendale, there are cool chintzes on the chairs and sofas, cut roses in glass vases, and growing azaleas in pots; but here and there an Eastern antiquity, a helmet and a coat of mail, a piece of woodwork, reminds one of the Mussulman conquest of Egypt; while an ancient god in porphyry, graven images in blue pottery, blue bowls, recall an older civilisation still. When the curtain rises the room is empty, the blinds are down so as to keep out the heat, and it is dim and mysterious. A Servant comes in, a dark-skinned native in the gorgeous uniform, red and gold, of the Consular Agent's establishment, and draws the blinds. Through the windows is seen the garden with palm-trees, oranges and lemons, tropical plants with giant leaves; and beyond, the radiant blue of the sky. In the distance is heard the plaintive, guttural wailing of an Arab song. A Gardener in a pale blue gaberdine passes with a basket on his arm.
ServantEs-salâm 'alêkum (Peace be with you).
GardenerU'alêkum es-Salâm warahmet Allâh wa barakâta (And with you be peace and God's mercy and blessing).
[The Servant goes out. The Gardener stops for a moment to nail back a straggling creeper and then goes on his way. The door is opened. Mrs. Appleby comes in with Anne Etheridge and they are followed immediately by Violet. Anne is a woman of forty, but handsome still, very pleasant and sympathetic; she is a woman of the world, tactful and self-controlled. She is dressed in light, summery things. Mrs. Appleby is an elderly, homely woman, soberly but not inexpensively dressed. The wife of a North-country manufacturer, she spends a good deal of money on rather dowdy clothes. Violet is a very pretty young woman of twenty. She looks very fresh and English in her muslin frock; there is something spring-like and virginal in her appearance, and her manner of dress is romantic rather than modish. She suggests a lady in a Gainsborough portrait rather than a drawing in a paper of Paris fashions. Luncheon is just finished and when they come in the women leave the door open for the men to follow.]
Mrs. ApplebyHow cool it is in here! This isn't the room we were in before lunch?
AnneNo. They keep the windows closed and the blinds drawn all the morning so that it's beautifully cool when one comes in.
Mrs. ApplebyI suppose we shan't feel the heat so much when we've been here a few days.
AnneOh, but this is nothing to what you'll get in Upper Egypt.
Violet[As she enters.] Is Mrs. Appleby complaining of the heat? I love it.
AnneDear Violet, wait till May comes and June. You don't know how exhausting it gets.
VioletI'm looking forward to it. I think in some past life I must have been a lizard.
Mrs. ApplebyI dare say the first year you won't feel it. I have a brother settled in Canada, and he says the first year people come out from England they don't feel the cold anything like what they do later on.
AnneI've spent a good many winters here, and I always make a point of getting away by the fifteenth of March.
Mrs. ApplebyOh, are you staying as late as that?
AnneGood gracious, no. You make Lady Little's heart positively sink.
VioletNonsense, Anne, you know we want you to stay as long as ever you can.
AnneI used to have an apartment in Cairo, but I've given it up now and Lady Little asked me to come and stay at the Agency while I was getting everything settled.
Mrs. ApplebyOh, then you knew Sir Arthur before he married?
AnneOh, yes, he's one of my oldest friends. I can't help thinking Lady Little must have great sweetness of character to put up with me.
VioletOr you must be a perfect miracle of tact, darling.
Mrs. ApplebyMy belief is, it's a little of both.
AnneWhen Arthur came to see me one day last July and told me he was going to marry the most wonderful girl in the world, of course I thought good-bye. A man thinks he can keep his bachelor friendships, but he never does.
Mrs. ApplebyHis wife generally sees to that.
VioletWell, I think it's nonsense, especially with a man like Arthur who'd been a bachelor so long and naturally had his life laid out before ever I came into it. And besides, I'm devoted to Anne.
AnneIt's dear of you to say so.
VioletI came here as an absolute stranger. And after all, I wasn't very old, was I?
Mrs. ApplebyNineteen?
VioletOh, no, I was older than that. I was nearly twenty.
Mrs. Appleby[Smiling.] Good gracious!
VioletIt was rather alarming to find oneself on a sudden the wife of a man in Arthur's position. I was dreadfully self-conscious; I felt that everybody's eyes were upon me. And you don't know how easy it is to make mistakes in a country that's half Eastern and half European.
AnneTo say nothing of having to deal with the representatives of half a dozen Great Powers all outrageously susceptible.
VioletAnd, you know, there was the feeling that the smallest false step might do the greatest harm to Arthur and his work here. I had only just left the schoolroom and I found myself almost a political personage. If it hadn't been for Anne I should have made a dreadful mess of things.
AnneOh, I don't think that. You had two assets which would have made people excuse a great deal of inexperience, your grace and your beauty.
VioletYou say very nice things to me, Anne.
Mrs. ApplebyYour marriage was so romantic, I can't see how anyone could help feeling very kindly towards you.
VioletThere's not much room for romance in the heart of the wife of one of the Agents of the foreign Powers when she thinks she hasn't been given her proper place at a dinner party.
Mrs. ApplebyI remember wondering at the time whether you weren't a little overcome by all the excitement caused by your marriage.
VioletI was excited too, you know.
Mrs. ApplebyEveryone had always looked upon Sir Arthur as a confirmed bachelor. It was thought he cared for nothing but his work. He's had a wonderful career, hasn't he?
VioletThe Prime Minister told me he was the most competent man he'd ever met.
AnneI've always thought he must be a comfort to any Government. Whenever anyone has made a hash of things he's been sent to put them straight.
VioletWell, he always has.
Mrs. ApplebyMr. Appleby was saying only this morning he was the last man one would expect to marry in haste.
VioletLet's hope he won't repent at leisure.
Anne[Smiling.] Mrs. Appleby is dying to know all about it, Violet.
Mrs. ApplebyI'm an old woman, Lady Little.
Violet[Gaily.] Well, I met Arthur at a week-end party. He'd come home on leave and all sorts of important people had been asked to meet him. I was frightened out of my life. The duchesses had strawberry leaves hanging all over them and they looked at me down their noses. And the Cabinet Ministers' wives had protruding teeth and they looked at me up their noses.
AnneWhat nonsense you talk, Violet!
VioletI was expecting to be terrified of Arthur. After all, I knew he was a great man. But you know, I wasn't a bit. He was inclined to be rather fatherly at first, so I cheeked him.
AnneI can imagine his surprise. No one had done that for twenty years.
VioletWhen you know Arthur at all well you discover that when he wants anything he doesn't hesitate to ask for it. He told our hostess that he wanted me to sit next to him at dinner. That didn't suit her at all, but she didn't like to say no. Somehow people don't say no to Arthur. The Cabinet Ministers' wives looked more like camels than ever, and by Sunday evening, my dear, the duchesses' strawberry leaves began to curl and crackle.
AnneYour poor hostess, I feel for her. To have got hold of a real lion for your party and then have him refuse to bother himself with anybody but a chit of a girl whom you'd asked just to make an even number!
Mrs. ApplebyHe just fell in love with you at first sight?
VioletThat's what he says now.
Mrs. ApplebyDid you know?
VioletI thought it looked very like it, you know, only it was so improbable. Then came an invitation from a woman I only just knew for the next week-end, and she said Arthur would be there. Then my heart really did begin to go pit-a-pat. I took the letter in to my sister and sat on her bed and we talked it over. "Does he mean to propose to me," I said, "or does he not?" And my sister said: "I can't imagine what he sees in you. Will you accept him if he does?" she asked. "Oh, no," I said. "Good heavens, why he's twenty years older than I am!" But of course I meant to all the time. I shouldn't have cared if he was a hundred, he was the most wonderful man I'd ever known.
Mrs. ApplebyAnd did he propose to you that week-end, when he'd practically only seen you once before?
VioletI got down in the afternoon and he was there already. As soon as I swallowed a cup of tea he said: "Come out for a walk." Well, I'd have loved a second cup, but I didn't like to say so, so I went. But we had a second tea in a cottage half an hour later, and we were engaged then.
[Appleby comes in with Osman Pasha. Mr. Appleby is a self-made man who has entered Parliament; he is about sixty, grey-bearded, rather short and stout, with some accent in his speech, shrewd, simple and good-natured. He wears a blue serge suit. Osman Pasha is a swarthy, bearded Oriental, obese, elderly but dignified; he wears the official frock-coat of the Khedivial service and a tarbush.]
ApplebySir Arthur is coming in one moment. He is talking to one of his secretaries.
VioletReally, it's too bad of them not to leave him alone even when he's snatching a mouthful of food.
Osman PashaVous permettez que j'apporte ma cigarette, chère Madame.
VioletOf course. Come and sit here, Pasha.
ApplebyI wanted to tell his Excellency how interested I am in his proposal to found a technical college in Cairo, but I can't speak French.
VioletOh, but his Excellency understands English perfectly, and I believe really he talks it as well as I do, only he won't.
Osman PashaMadame, je ne comprends l'anglais que quand vous le parlez, et tout galant homme sait ce que dit une jolie femme.
Anne[Translating for the Applebys.] He says he only understands English when Lady Little speaks it, and every nice man understands what a pretty woman says.
VioletNo one pays me such charming compliments as you do. You know I'm learning Arabic.
Osman PashaC'est une bien belle langue, et vous, madame, vous avez autant d'intelligence que de beauté.
VioletI have a Copt who comes to me every day. And I practise a little with your brother, Anne.
Anne[To Mrs. Appleby.] My brother is one of Sir Arthur's secretaries. I expect it was he that Mr. Appleby left with Sir Arthur.
VioletIf it is I shall scold him. He knows quite well that he has no right to come and bother Arthur when he's in the bosom of his family. But they say he's a wonderful Arabic scholar.
Osman PashaVous parlez de M. Parry? Je n'ai jamais connu un Anglais qui avait une telle facilité.
AnneHe says he's never known an Englishman who speaks so well as Ronny.
VioletIt's a fearfully difficult language. Sometimes my head seems to get tied up in knots.
[Two Saises come in, one with a salver on which are coffee cups and the other bearing a small tray on which is a silver vessel containing Turkish coffee. They go round giving coffee to the various people, then wait in silence. When Sir Arthur comes in they give him his coffee and go out.]
AnneIt's wonderful of you to persevere.
VioletOh, you know, Ronny's very encouraging. He says I'm really getting on. I want so badly to be able to talk. You can't think how enthusiastic I am about Egypt. I love it.
Osman PashaPas plus que l'Égypte vous aime, Madame.
VioletWhen we landed at Alexandria and I saw that blue sky and that coloured, gesticulating crowd, my heart leapt. I knew I was going to be happy. And every day I've loved Egypt more. I love its antiquities, I love the desert and the streets of Cairo and those dear little villages by the Nile. I never knew there was such beauty in the world. I thought you only read of romance in books; I didn't know there was a country where it sat by the side of a well under the palm-trees, as though it were at home.
Osman PashaVous êtes charmante, madame. C'est un bien beau pays. Il n'a besoin que d'une chose pour qu'on puisse y vivre.
Anne[Translating.] It's a beautiful country. It only wants one thing to make it livable. And what is that, your Excellency?
Osman PashaLa liberté.
ApplebyLiberty?
[Arthur has come in when first Violet begins to speak of Egypt and he listens to her enthusiasm with an indulgent smile. At the Pasha's remark he comes forward. Arthur Little is a man of forty-five, alert, young in manner, very intelligent, with the urbanity, self-assurance, tact, and resourcefulness of the experienced diplomatist. Nothing escapes him, but he does not often show how much he notices.]
ArthurEgypt has the liberty to do well, your Excellency. Does it need the liberty to do ill before it loses the inclination to do it?
Violet[To Mrs. Appleby.] I hope you don't mind Turkish coffee?
Mrs. ApplebyOh, no, I like it.
VioletI'm so glad. I think it perfectly delicious.
ArthurYou have in my wife an enthusiastic admirer of this country, Pasha.
Osman PashaJ'en suis ravi.
ArthurI've told Ronny to come in and have a cup of coffee. [To Anne.] I thought you'd like to say how d'you do to him.
AnneAre you very busy to-day?
ArthurWe're always busy. Isn't that so, Excellency?
Osman PashaEn effet, et je vous demanderai permission de me retirer. Mon bureau m'appelle.
[He gets up and shakes hands with Violet.]
VioletIt was charming of you to come.
Osman PashaMon Dieu, madame, c'est moi qui vous remercie de m'avoir donné l'occasion de saluer votre grâce et votre beauté.
[He bows to the rest of the company. Arthur leads him towards the door and he goes out.]
AnneYou take all these compliments without turning a hair, Violet.
Arthur[Coming back.] You know, that's a wonderful old man. He's so well-bred, he has such exquisite manners, it's hard to realise that if it were possible he would have us all massacred to-morrow.
ApplebyI remember there was a certain uneasiness in England when you recommended that he should be made Minister of Education.
ArthurThey don't always understand local conditions in England. Osman is a Moslem of the old school. He has a bitter hatred of the English. In course of years he has come to accept the inevitable, but he's not resigned to it. He never loses sight of his aim.
ApplebyAnd that is?
ArthurWhy, bless you, to drive the English into the sea. But he's a clever old rascal, and he sees that one of the first things that must be done is to educate the Egyptians. Well, we want to educate them too. I had all sorts of reforms in mind which I would never have got the strict Mohammedans to accept if they hadn't been brought forward by a man whose patriotism they believe in and whose orthodoxy is beyond suspicion.
AnneDon't you find it embarrassing to work with a man you distrust?
ArthurI don't distrust him. I have a certain admiration for him, and I bear him no grudge at all because at the bottom of his heart he simply loathes me.
ApplebyI don't see why he should do that.
ArthurI was in Egypt for three years when I was quite a young man. I was very small fry then, but I came into collision with Osman and he tried to poison me. I was very ill for two months, and he's never forgiven me because I recovered.
ApplebyWhat a scoundrel!
ArthurHe would be a little out of place in a Nonconformist community. In the good old days of Ismael he had one of his wives beaten to death and thrown into the Nile.
ApplebyBut is it right to give high office to a man of that character?
ArthurThey were the manners and customs of the times.
Mrs. ApplebyBut he tried to kill you. Don't you bear him any ill will?
ArthurI don't think it was very friendly, you know, but after all no statesman can afford to pay attention to his private feelings. His duty is to find the round peg for the round hole and put him in.
AnneWhy does he come here?
ArthurHe has a very great and respectful admiration for Violet. She chaffs him, if you please, and the old man adores her. I think she's done more to reconcile him to the British occupation than all our diplomacy.
Mrs. ApplebyIt must be wonderful to have power in a country like this.
VioletPower? Oh, I haven't that. But it makes me so proud to think I can be of any use at all. I only wish I had the chance to do more. Since I've been here I've grown very patriotic.
[Ronald Parry comes in. He is a young man, very good-looking, fresh and pleasant, with a peculiar charm of manner.]
ArthurAh, here is Ronny.
RonnyAm I too late for my cup of coffee?
VioletNo, it will be brought to you at once.
Ronny[Shaking hands with Violet.] Good morning.
VioletThis is Mr. Parry. Mr. and Mrs. Appleby.
RonnyHow d'you do?
ArthurNow, Ronny, don't put on your Foreign Office manner. Mr. and Mrs. Appleby are very nice people.
Mrs. ApplebyI'm glad you think that, Sir Arthur.
ArthurWell, when you left your cards with a soup ticket from the F.O. my heart sank.
ApplebyThere, my dear, I told you he wouldn't want to be bothered with us.
ArthurYou see, I expected a pompous couple who knew all about everything and were going to tell me exactly how Egypt ought to be governed. A Member of Parliament doesn't inspire confidence in the worried bosom of a Government official.
VioletI don't know if you think you're putting Mr. and Mrs. Appleby at their ease, Arthur.
ArthurOh, but I shouldn't say this if I hadn't been most agreeably disappointed.
Mrs. ApplebyI never forget the days when Mr. Appleby used to light the kitchen fire himself and I used to do the week's washing every Monday morning. I don't think we've changed much since then, either of us.
ArthurI know, and I'm really grateful to the Foreign Office for having given you your letter.
Mrs. ApplebyIt's been a great treat to us to come and see you. And it's done my heart good to see Lady Little. If you don't mind my saying so she's like a spring morning and it makes one glad to be alive just to look at her.
VioletOh, don't!
ArthurI'm inclined to feel very kindly to everyone who feels kindly towards her. You must enjoy yourselves in Upper Egypt and when you come back to Cairo you must let us know.
ApplebyI'm expecting to learn a good deal from my journey.
ArthurYou may learn a good deal that will surprise you. You may learn that there are races in the world that seem born to rule and races that seem born to serve; that democracy is not a panacea for all the ills of mankind, but merely one system of government like another, which hasn't had a long enough trial to make it certain whether it is desirable or not; that freedom generally means the power of the strong to oppress the weak, and that the wise statesman gives men the illusion of it but not the substance – in short, a number of things which must be very disturbing to the equilibrium of a Radical Member of Parliament.
AnneOn the other hand, you'll see our beautiful Nile and the temples.
ArthurAnd perhaps they'll suggest to you that however old the world is it's ever young, and that when all's said and done the most permanent on the face of the earth is what seems the most transitory – the ideal.
ApplebyFanny, it looks to me as though we'd bitten off as big a piece of cake as we can chew with any comfort.
Mrs. ApplebyOh, well, we'll do our best. And though I never could do arithmetic I've always thought perhaps one might be saved without. Good-bye, Lady Little, and thank you for having us.
VioletGood-bye.
[There are general farewells and they go to the door. Ronny opens it for them. They go out.]
RonnyI forgot to tell you, sir, Mrs. Pritchard has just telephoned to ask if she can see you on a matter of business.
Arthur[With a grim smile.] Say I'm very busy to-day, and I regret exceedingly that it will be quite impossible for me to see her.
Ronny[With a twinkle in his eye.] She said she was coming round at once.
ArthurIf she's made up her mind to see me at all costs she might have saved herself the trouble of ringing up to find out if it was convenient.
AnneYour sister is a determined creature, Arthur.
ArthurI know. I have some authority in the affairs of this country, but none over dear Christina. I wonder what she wants.
VioletLet us hope for the best.
ArthurI've noticed that whenever anyone wants to see me very urgently it's never to give me anything. When Christina wants to see me urgently my only safety is in instant flight.
VioletYou must be nice to her, Arthur. If you're not she'll only take it out of me.
ArthurIt's monstrous, isn't it?
VioletAfter all, she kept house for you for ten years. Admirably, mind you.
ArthurAdmirably. She has a genius for order and organisation in the house. Everything went like clockwork. She never wasted a farthing. She saved me hundreds of pounds. She led me a dog's life. I've come to the conclusion there's nothing so detestable as a good housekeeper.
VioletHow fortunate you married me, then! But you can't expect her to see that point of view. It's very hard for her to be turned out of this very pleasant billet, and it's natural that when you won't do something she asks you she should put it down to my influence.
AnneIt must have been a very difficult position for you.
VioletI did all I could to make her like me. I did feel rather like a usurper, you know. I tried to make her see that I didn't at all want to put on airs.
ArthurFortunately she's taken it very well. I confess I was a little nervous when she told me she meant to stay on in Egypt to be near her son.
AnneIt would be a detestable person who didn't like Violet, I think.
ArthurDetestable. I should have no hesitation in having him deported.
RonnyI think I'd better be getting back to my work.
AnneOh, Ronny, would you like me to come and help you with your packing?
Violet[To Ronny.] Are you going somewhere?
RonnyI'm leaving Cairo.
AnneDidn't you know? Ronny has just been appointed to Paris.
VioletIs he going to leave Egypt for good?
[She is taken aback by the news. She clenches her hand on the rail of a chair; Arthur and Anne notice the little, instinctive motion.]
RonnyI suppose so.
VioletBut why was it kept from me? Why have you been making a secret of it?
ArthurDarling, no one's been making a secret of it. I – I thought Anne would have told you.
VioletOh, it doesn't matter at all, but Ronny has been in the habit of doing all sorts of things for me. It would have been convenient if I'd been told that a change was going to be made.
ArthurI'm very sorry. It was only arranged this morning. I received a telegram from the Foreign Office. I thought it would interest Anne, so I sent Ronny along to tell her.
VioletI hate to be treated like a child.
[There is a moment's embarrassment.]
AnneIt was stupid of me. I ought to have come and told you. I was so pleased and excited that I forgot.