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Cæsar's Wife: A Comedy in Three Acts
I'm not blaming you, darling.
VioletIt would be easier for me if you did.
ArthurIt's just bad luck. Bad luck? I might have expected it.
VioletStill, I'm glad I've told you. I hated having a secret from you. It's better that we should be frank with one another.
ArthurIf I can help you in any way I'm glad too that you've told me.
VioletWhat is to be done?
ArthurThere's nothing to be done.
VioletArthur, until to-day Ronny and I have never exchanged a word that anyone might not have heard. I was happy to be with him, I knew he liked me, I was quite satisfied with that. But when I heard that he was going away suddenly everything was changed. I felt I couldn't bear to let him go. Oh, I'm so ashamed, Arthur.
ArthurDear child!
VioletI don't know how it happened. He told me he loved me. He didn't mean to. Don't think he's been disloyal to you, Arthur. We were both so upset. It was just as much my fault as his. I couldn't help letting him see how much he meant to me. We thought we were never going to see one another again. He took me in his arms and held me in them. I was so happy and so miserable. I never thought life could mean so much.
ArthurAnd just now when you were alone he kissed your hands.
VioletHow do you know?
ArthurWhen I wanted to kiss them you withdrew them. You couldn't bear that I should touch them. You felt on them still the pressure of his lips.
VioletI couldn't help it. He was beside himself with joy because he needn't go. I don't want to love him, Arthur. I want to love you. I've tried so desperately hard.
ArthurMy dear, one either loves or one doesn't. I'm afraid trying doesn't do much good.
VioletIf he stays here I shall have to see him constantly. I shan't have a chance to get over it. Oh, I can't. I can't. It's intolerable. Have pity on me.
ArthurI'm afraid you'll be very unhappy. But you see, something more than your happiness is at stake. A little while ago you said you wanted to do more for your country than you did. Does it strike you that you can do something for it now?
VioletI?
ArthurWe all want to do great and heroic things, but generally we can only do very modest ones. D'you think we ought to shirk them?
VioletI don't understand.
ArthurRonny can be of infinite value here. You can't help your feelings for him. I can't bring myself to blame you. But you are mistress of your words and your actions. What are we to do? You wouldn't wish me to resign when my work here is but half done. We must make the best of the position. Remember that all of us here, you more than most women, because you're my wife, work for the common cause by our lives and the example we set. At all costs we must seem honest, straightforward, and without reproach. And one finds by experience that it's much less trouble to be a thing than only to seem it. There's only one way in which we can avoid reproach and that is by being irreproachable.
VioletYou mean that it's necessary for the country that Ronny and you should stay here? And if my heart breaks it doesn't matter. I thought I was doing so much in asking you to send him away. Don't you know that with all my heart I wanted him to stay? D'you know what I feel, Arthur? I can't think of anything else. I'm obsessed by a hungry longing for him. Till to-day I could have borne it. But now… I feel his arms about me every moment, and his kisses on my lips. You can't know the rapture and the torture and the ecstasy that consume me.
ArthurOh, my dear, do you think I don't know what love is?
VioletI want to do the right thing, Arthur, but you mustn't ask too much of me. If I've got to treat him as a casual friend, I can't go on seeing him. I can't, Arthur, I can't! If he must stay then let me go.
ArthurNever! I think, even if it weren't necessary, I should make him stay now. You and I are not people to run away from danger. After all, we're not obliged to yield to our passions – we can control them if we want to. For your own sake you must stay, Violet.
VioletAnd if I break, I break.
ArthurIt's only the worthless who are broken by unhappiness. If you have faith and courage and honesty unhappiness can only make you stronger.
VioletHave you thought of yourself, Arthur? What will you feel when you see him with me? What will you suspect when you're working in your office and don't know where I am?
ArthurI shall know that you are unhappy, and I shall feel the most tender compassion for you.
VioletYou're exposing me to a temptation that I want with all my heart to yield to. What is there to hold me back? Only the thought that I must do my duty to you. What is there to reward me? Only the idea that perhaps I'm doing a little something for the country.
ArthurI put myself in your hands, Violet. I shall never suspect that you can do anything, not that I should reproach you for – I will never reproach you – but that you may reproach yourself for.
[A pause.]
VioletJust now, when we were talking of Abdul Said, I asked if you could do your duty when it was a matter that affected you, if it meant misery or happiness to you, I said.
ArthurMy dear, duty is rather a forbidding word. Let us say that I – want to earn my screw.
VioletYou must have thought me very silly. I said I hoped you'd never be put to the test, and the test had come already, and you never hesitated.
ArthurThese things are very much a matter of habit, you know.
VioletWhat you can do I can do too, Arthur – if you believe in me.
ArthurOf course I believe in you.
VioletThen let him stay. I'll do what I can.
[Ronny comes in.]
RonnyThe Khedive was engaged when I rang up. But I left the message and the answer has just come through. He will be pleased to see you, sir, at eleven o'clock.
ArthurThat will do admirably. Ronny must lunch with us to-morrow, Violet. We'll crack a bottle to celebrate his step!
END OF THE SECOND ACTACT III
The scene shows part of the garden and a verandah at the Consular Agent's house. Coloured lanterns are fixed here and there. It is night, and in the distance is seen the blue sky bespangled with stars. At the lack of the verandah are the windows of the house gaily lit. Within a band is heard playing dance-music. Violet is giving a dance. Everyone who appears is magnificently gowned. Violet is wearing all her pearls and diamonds. Arthur has across his shirt front the broad riband of an order. It is the end of the evening. Various people are sealed on the verandah, enjoying the coolness. They are Mr. and Mrs. Appleby, Christina and Arthur.
ApplebyWell, my dear, I think it's about time I was taking you back to your hotel.
ArthurOh, nonsense! It's when everybody has gone that a dance really begins to get amusing.
ChristinaThat's a pleasant remark to make to your guests.
Mrs. ApplebyI'm really ashamed to have stayed like this to the bitter end, but I do love to see the young folk enjoying themselves.
ArthurAh! you have learnt how to make the most of advancing years. The solace of old age is to take pleasure in the youth of those who come after us.
ChristinaI don't think you're very polite, Arthur.
Mrs. ApplebyBless your heart, I know I'm not so young as I was.
ArthurDo you mind?
Mrs. ApplebyMe? Why should I? I've had my day and I've enjoyed it. It's only fair to give others a chance now.
ChristinaI'm sure you enjoyed your trip up the Nile.
Mrs. ApplebyOh, we had a wonderful time.
ArthurAnd what conclusions did you come to, Mr. Appleby? I remember that you were looking for instruction as well as amusement.
ApplebyI didn't forget what you told me. I just kept my ears open and my mouth shut.
ArthurA capital practice, not much favoured by democratic communities.
ApplebyBut I came to one very definite conclusion for all that.
ArthurWhat was it?
ApplebyIn fact, I came to two.
ArthurThat's not so satisfactory – unless they contradicted one another; in which case I venture to suggest that you have grasped at all events the elements of the Egyptian problem.
ApplebyThe first is that you're the right man in the right place.
ArthurChristina would never admit that. She has known for many years that she could manage Egypt far better than I do.
ChristinaI don't deny that for a minute. I think on the whole women are more level-headed than men. They're not swayed by emotion. They're more practical. They know that principle must often yield to expediency, and they can do the expedient without surrendering the principle.
ArthurYou make my head whirl, Christina.
ApplebyI had the opportunity of seeing a good many different sorts of people. I never heard a reasonable complaint against you. Some of them didn't like you personally, but they looked up to you, and they believed in you. I asked myself how you managed it.
Mrs. ApplebyI told him that it's because you're human.
ArthurChristina thinks it very bad for me to hear pleasant things said of me.
ChristinaChristina doesn't know what her brother would do if he hadn't got an affectionate sister to gibe at.
ApplebyIt must be a great satisfaction to you to see the country becoming every year more prosperous and contented.
ArthurWhat was the second conclusion you came to?
ApplebyI'm coming to that. Most of us are torn asunder as it were by a conflict of duties. This and that urgently needs to be done, and if you put one thing right you put something else wrong. We all want to do for the best, but we don't exactly know what the best is. Now, you've got your duty clearly marked out before you, if you take my meaning; you're young.
ArthurYoungish.
ApplebyYou've made a success of your job and of your life. It's not all of us who can say that. My second conclusion is that you must be the happiest man alive.
Mrs. ApplebyI'm glad he's got that off his chest. He's been dinning it into my ears for the last ten days. My impression is that he fell in love with Lady Little that day he lunched here six weeks ago.
ArthurI'm not going to blame him for that. Everybody does… It was a wise old fellow who said that you must count no man happy till he's dead. [Christina gives him a look, and puts her hand affectionately on his arm. He quickly withdraws it.] Here is Violet.
[She comes in on Henry Pritchard's arm and sinks into a chair.]
VioletI'm absolutely exhausted. I feel that in another minute my legs will drop off.
ArthurDo take care, darling, that would be so disfiguring.
VioletOh, I'd still dance on the stumps.
ArthurWhen are you going to send that unfortunate band away?
VioletOh, we must have one more dance. After all, it's our last ball of the season. And now that everyone has gone I needn't be dignified any more. There's no one but Henry and Anne and Ronny. We've just had a gorgeous one-step, haven't we, Henry?
HenryGorgeous. You're a ripping dancer.
VioletMy one accomplishment. [The band is heard beginning a waltz.] Good heavens, they've started again. That's Anne, I'm positive. She's been playing the British matron too and now she's having her fling.
ArthurYou girls, you never grow up.
HenryAre you ready for another turn, Violet?
ArthurDon't dance any more, darling, you look worn out.
VioletSupposing you danced with your mother, Henry. I can see her toes itching inside her black satin slippers.
ChristinaNonsense! I haven't danced for fifteen years.
HenryCome on, mother. Just to show them you know how.
[He seizes her hand and drags her to her feet.]
ChristinaI was just as good a dancer as anybody else in my day.
ArthurWhen Christina says that she means she was a great deal better.
HenryCome on, mother, or it'll be over before we begin.
ChristinaDon't be rough with me, Henry.
[They go into the house.]
ApplebyWe rather fancied ourselves too, Fanny, once upon a time. What d'you say to trying what we can do, my dear?
Mrs. ApplebyYou be quiet, George. Fancy me dancing with my figure!
ApplebyI don't deny you're plump, but I never did like a scrag. Perhaps it's the last chance we shall ever have.
Mrs. ApplebyWhat would they say at home if they ever come to hear you and me had been dancing? Really, George, I'm surprised at you.
Arthur[Amused.] I won't tell.
ApplebyYou know you want to, Fanny. You're only afraid they'll laugh. Come on, or else I shall dance by myself.
Mrs. Appleby[Getting up.] I see you've quite made up your mind to make a fool of yourself.
[They go out. Arthur watches them, smiling.]
ArthurWhat good people! It's really a treat to see them together.
VioletMr. Appleby is very enthusiastic about you. He was telling me just now about his trip in Upper Egypt. He's tremendously impressed. He said I ought to be very proud of you.
ArthurI can't imagine any remark more calculated to make you dislike me.
[She gives him a long look and then glances away. When she speaks it is with embarrassment.]
VioletAre you satisfied with me, Arthur?
ArthurMy dear, what do you mean?
VioletSince that afternoon when I told you…
ArthurYes, I know.
VioletWe've never talked about it. [Giving him her hand.] I want to thank you for having been so good to me.
ArthurI'm afraid you haven't got much to thank me for. It would have been easier if I'd been able to help you, but I didn't see anything I could do but just sit still and twiddle my thumbs.
VioletI've felt your confidence in me and that has been a help. You've never given the slightest sign that anything was changed. You used sometimes to ask me what I'd been doing during the day. Of late you haven't even done that.
ArthurI didn't want you to suspect for a moment that your actions were not perfectly free.
VioletI know. No one could have been more considerate than you've been. Oh, I've been so unhappy, Arthur. I wouldn't go through the last six weeks for anything in the world.
ArthurIt's torn my heart to see you so pale and wan. And when, often, I saw you'd been crying I almost lost my head. I didn't know what to do.
VioletI couldn't help it if I loved him, Arthur. That wasn't in my power. But all that was in my power I've done. Somehow I've managed not to be alone with him.
ArthurHaven't you had any explanation with him?
VioletThere didn't seem to be anything to explain. D'you think I ought to have told him I didn't love him? I couldn't, Arthur. I couldn't.
ArthurMy dear! My dear!
VioletOnce or twice he wrote to me. I knew he would and I'd made up my mind not to read the letters. But when they came I couldn't help myself. I had to read them. I was so wretched and it meant so much to me that he loved me. [Arthur makes an instinctive movement of pain.] I didn't mean to say that. Please forgive me.
ArthurI think I understand.
VioletI didn't answer them.
ArthurDid he only write once or twice?
VioletThat's all. You see, he can't make it out. He thinks I've treated him badly. Oh, I think that's the hardest thing of all. I've seen the misery in his eyes. And there was nothing I could do. I hadn't the courage to tell him. I'm weak. I'm so horribly weak. And when I'm with him alone I… Oh, it is cruel that I should make him suffer so when he loves me.
ArthurI don't know what to say to you. It seems cold comfort to say that you must set your hope in the merciful effects of time. Time will ease your pain and his. Perhaps the worst is over already.
VioletI hope with all my heart it is. I couldn't have borne any more, Arthur. I'm at the end of my strength.
ArthurDear heart, you're tired physically now. We'll send these people away and you must go to bed.
VioletYes. I'm exhausted. But I want to tell you, Arthur, I think you're right. The worst is over. I'm not suffering quite so much as I did. I find it a little easier not to think of him. When I meet him I can manage to be gay and flippant and indifferent. I'm so glad, Arthur.
ArthurYou've been very brave. I told you we were all strong enough to bear the burdens that are laid upon us.
VioletYou mustn't think too well of me. I couldn't have done what I have except for the consciousness of his great love for me. Is that awfully disloyal of me, Arthur?
Arthur[Gravely.] No, darling.
VioletYou can understand, can't you? It means so much to me. It's helped me more than anything else in the world. It's the only thing that made these past weeks not intolerable. I'm satisfied to know he loves me. I want nothing more.
[Mr. and Mrs. Appleby come in. Arthur immediately assumes a chaffing manner.]
ArthurWhy, what's this? You haven't given in already?
ApplebyThe spirit is willing enough, but the flesh is weak.
Mrs. ApplebyWe wouldn't like it talked about at home, but the fact is we got a bit out of breath.
VioletWell, sit down a moment and rest yourself.
Mrs. ApplebyJust a moment if you don't mind, and then we'll be going.
[Christina appears with Henry.]
ArthurHere is poor Christina in a state of complete mental and physical collapse.
ChristinaDon't be ridiculous, Arthur.
ArthurHow did you get on?
HenryFirst rate. Only mother won't let herself go. I kept on telling her there's only one thing to do in modern dancing – let all your bones go loose and leave the man to do the rest.
Christina[With a chuckle.] I think modern dancing is an abandoned pastime. Nothing will induce me to let all my bones go loose.
HenryMother's idea of dancing is to keep herself to herself.
Christina[Looking at him affectionately.] You're an impudent boy.
Mrs. Appleby[To Violet.] I do wish I'd seen you dancing with Mr. Parry. He's a wonderful dancer.
VioletHe does dance well, doesn't he?
HenryHaven't you danced with him to-night, Violet?
VioletNo. He came rather late and my card was filled up. I promised him an extra, but some stuffy old diplomatist came and asked me for a dance, so I gave him Ronny's.
Mrs. ApplebyIt's too bad. It must be a rare sight to see you and Mr. Parry waltzing together.
VioletHow do you know he dances so well?
Mrs. ApplebyThere were two or three dances at our hotel last week and we saw him then.
VioletOh, I see.
Appleby[With a chuckle.] I like that young man. When he gets hold of a good thing he freezes on to it.
VioletOh?
ApplebyThere's a young American girl staying at the hotel. She's a Miss Pender. I wonder if you know her?
VioletNo, I don't think so. We get to know very few of the winter visitors.
Mrs. ApplebyShe's a perfect picture to look at. And a beautiful dancer.
ApplebyEveryone was looking at them last night. They made a wonderful pair.
VioletDo you know this lady, Henry?
HenryYes, I've met her two or three times. She's very pretty.
ApplebyI don't think anyone else had much of a look in with her.
HenryWell, you needn't be disagreeable about it.
ApplebyAs far as I could see she danced with Mr. Parry pretty well all the time.
Mrs. ApplebyIt was a treat to see them together.
Violet[A little uncertainly.] If one gets hold of a partner who suits one I always think it's better to stick to him.
Mrs. ApplebyOh, I don't think it was only that. She's so much in love with him that she can't help showing it.
HenryI never saw such a fellow as Ronny. When there is a bit of luck going he always gets it.
VioletAnd is he in love with her too?
ApplebyOh, one can't tell that.
Mrs. ApplebyIf he isn't he very soon will be. She's too pretty for any man to resist long.
Arthur[Lightly.] You know them, the brutes, don't you?
Mrs. ApplebyBless their hearts, I don't blame them. What are pretty girls for except to make nice men happy? I was a pretty girl myself once.
ArthurAnd was Mr. Appleby a nice man?
ApplebyI think I must have been, for you've certainly made me happy, my dear.
Mrs. ApplebyI wish you'd put that in writing, George. I'd like to have a little something like that by me when you've got a bit of a chill on your liver.
ApplebyH'm, I think bed's the place for you, Fanny. Say good-night to her ladyship and let's be going.
Mrs. ApplebyGood-night, Lady Little, and thank you so much for asking us. We have enjoyed ourselves.
VioletGood-night.
ApplebyGood-night.
ArthurI hope you'll have a pleasant journey home. Lucky people, you'll see the spring in England. When you get back the hedgerows will be just bursting into leaf.
[The Applebys go out.]
VioletHow old is this American girl, Henry?
HenryOh, I don't know, about nineteen or twenty.
VioletIs she as pretty as they say?
HenryRather.
VioletIs she fair?
HenryVery. She's got wonderful hair.
VioletYou've never mentioned her. Do you think Ronny is in love with her?
HenryOh, I don't know about that. She's great fun. And you know, it's always flattering when a pretty girl makes a dead set at you.
[There is a momentary silence. Violet is extremely disturbed by the news that has just reached her. Arthur realises that a crisis has come.]
Christina[In a matter-of-fact way.] Let us hope that something will come of it. There's no reason why Ronny shouldn't marry. I think men marry much too late nowadays.
[Anne and Ronny appear.]
AnneI'm absolutely ashamed of myself. I half expected to find you'd all gone to bed.
Violet[Smiling.] Have you been having a jolly dance?
AnneThink of having a good band and the whole floor to oneself. By the way, Violet, the band want to know if they can go away.
VioletI'm sorry I had to cut your dance, Ronny.
RonnyIt was rotten luck. But I suppose on these occasions small fry like me have to put up with that sort of thing.
VioletIf you like we'll have a turn now before we send the band away.
RonnyI'd love it.
[Arthur gives a little start and looks at Violet curiously. Anne is surprised too.]
ChristinaIf you're going to start dancing again we'll go. Henry has to be at his office early in the morning.
VioletGood-night, then.
Christina[Kissing her.] Your dance has been a great success.
VioletIt's nice of you to say so.
Christina[To Arthur.] Good-night, dear old thing. God bless and guard you always.
ArthurMy dear Christina, why this embarrassing emotion?
ChristinaI don't know what we should do if anything happened to you.
ArthurDon't be an idiot, my dear; nothing is going to happen to me.
Christina[With a smile.] I can't get you out of thinking me a perfect fool.
ArthurBe off with you, Christina. If you go on finding out things that are not your business I shall have you deported.
VioletWhat has she found out now?
ArthurA trifle that we thought it wouldn't hurt the public to know nothing about.
Christina[Shaking hands with Ronny.] I don't grudge you your job any more. We're all under a debt of gratitude to you.
RonnyI had a bit of luck, that's all. It's nothing to make a fuss about.
ArthurGo and have your dance, darling. It's really getting very late.
Violet[To Ronny.] Are you ready?
RonnyWhat shall we make them play?
[They go out.]
ChristinaGood-night, Anne.
Anne[Kissing her.] Good-night, my dear. [Henry shakes hands with Anne and Arthur. He and his mother go out.] I suppose I mayn't ask what Christina was referring to?
ArthurI can't prevent you from asking.
AnneBut you have no intention of answering. What is the matter, Arthur? You look so deadly white.
ArthurNothing. I'm tired. I had a busy day and now the dance. [The sound of a waltz is heard.] Oh, damn that music!
AnneSit down and rest yourself. Why don't you have a smoke! [Putting her hand on his arm.] My dear friend.
ArthurFor God's sake don't pity me.
AnneWon't you talk to me frankly? I may be able to help you. In the old days you used to bring your troubles to me, Arthur.
ArthurI tell you I'm only tired. What is the use of talking about what can't be helped?