Equinox I (04).pdf
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226 THE EQUINOX DELHOMME. I would not brush the bloom from off the lily —and yet— EUPHEMIA. My god!—Monsieur Delhomme, I am going to shock you. Oh! Oh! [She buries her face in her hands. He starts back, surprised at the turn things are taking, and at the violence of her emotion and of its expression. DELHOMME. What is it! Are you ill! Have I—— EUPHEMIA. [Steady and straight before him.] I am another man’s—his—his mistress. There! [He reels, catches a chair and saves himself. Her breast heaves; swallowing a sob, she runs out of the room. DELHOMME. [Utterly dazed]. I—I—oh, my god! My father! My God! I thought her—oh, I dare not say it—I will not think it. [On his knees, clutching at the chair.] My god, what shall I do! She was my life, my hope, my flower, my star, my sun! What shall I do! Help me! help me! Who shall console me? [He continues in silent prayer, sobbing]. [The door opens; MR. TODD steals into the room on tiptoe, bends over him and whispers in his ear. The expression of anguish fails from his face; a calm steals over him; he smiles in beatitude and his pips move in rapture. He rises, shakes TODD by the hand; they go out together. [GRANDFATHER wheeled into the room by THOMAS, CHARLEY walking by him. The servant leaves them. GRANDFATHER. Bitter cold, Charley, for us old people!
MR. TODD Nothing right nowadays! Oh, my poor leg! Bitter, bitter cold! I mind me, more than sixty years ago now—oh dear! oh dear! run and tell Nurse I want my liniment! Oh dear! oh dear! what a wretched world. Sciatics --- like rats gnawing, gnawing at you, Charley. CHARLEY. You frighten me, grampa! Why doesn't Mr. Carr come and play with me? GRANDFATHER. He has gone out with your mother. He'll come by-and-by, no doubt. Run and fetch Nurse, Charley! [CHARLEY runs off. Oh dear! I wish I could find a good doctor. Nobody seems to do me any good. It's pain, pain all the time. Nurse! can't you tell me of a good doctor? For oh! for oh! [He looks about him fearfully; his voice sinks to a thrilled whisper] I am so afraid—afraid to die! Is there nobody—— [Enter TODD, and stands by his chair, laying his hand on the old man’s shoulder. He looks up. I wish you were a doctor, Mr. Todd. You have such a soothing touch. Perhaps you are a doctor? I can get nobody to do me any good. [TODD whispers in his ear. The old man brightens up at once. Why, yes! I should think that would relieve me at once. Very good! Very good! [TODD wheels him out of the room, the old man laugh- ing and chuckling. Enter OSSORY and EUPHEMIA, talking. OSSORY. I want to say a word, girlie, about young Del- 227
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226<br />
THE EQUINOX<br />
DELHOMME. I would not brush the bloom from off the lily<br />
—and yet—<br />
EUPHEMIA. My god!—Monsieur Delhomme, I am going<br />
to shock you. Oh! Oh!<br />
[She buries her face in her hands. He starts back, surprised<br />
at the turn things are taking, and at the violence of her<br />
emotion and of its expression.<br />
DELHOMME. What is it! Are you ill! Have I——<br />
EUPHEMIA. [Steady and straight before him.] I am another<br />
man’s—his—his mistress. There!<br />
[He reels, catches a chair and saves himself. Her breast<br />
heaves; swallowing a sob, she runs out of the room.<br />
DELHOMME. [Utterly dazed]. I—I—oh, my god! My<br />
father! My God! I thought her—oh, I dare not say it—I will<br />
not think it. [On his knees, clutching at the chair.] My god,<br />
what shall I do! She was my life, my hope, my flower, my star,<br />
my sun! What shall I do! Help me! help me! Who shall<br />
console me? [He continues in silent prayer, sobbing].<br />
[The door opens; MR. TODD steals into the room on tiptoe,<br />
bends over him and whispers in his ear. The expression<br />
of anguish fails from his face; a calm steals over him; he<br />
smiles in beatitude and his pips move in rapture. He<br />
rises, shakes TODD by the hand; they go out together.<br />
[GRANDFATHER wheeled into the room by THOMAS,<br />
CHARLEY walking by him. The servant leaves them.<br />
GRANDFATHER. Bitter cold, Charley, for us old people!
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