The Big Drum: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[To Philip, laying a hand on his shoulder.] My daughter has brought great humiliation upon us—upon her family, my dear Philip—by this—I must be harsh—by this unladylike transaction——

Lady Filson.

I have never felt so ashamed in my life!

Sir Randle.

[To Philip.] By-and-by I shall be better able to command language in which to express my profound regret. [Offering his hand.] For the present—good night, and God bless you!

Philip.

[Shaking Sir Randle's hand mechanically.] Good night.

[As Sir Randle turns away, Lady Filson comes to Philip. Bertram, having helped Ottoline with her cloak, now brings Lady Filson's wrap from the vestibule. Sir Randle takes it from him, and Bertram then returns to the vestibule and puts on his overcoat.

Lady Filson.

[To Philip, who rises.] You must have us to dinner another time, Philip. If I eat a crust to-night it will be as much as I shall manage. [Speaking lower, with genuine feeling.] Oh, my dear boy, don't be too cast down—over your clever book, I mean! [Taking him by the shoulders.] It's a cruel disappointment for you—and you don't deserve it. May I——? [She pulls him to her and kisses him.] Good night.