CARLYON SAHIB
THE FIRST ACT
Sir David Carlyon's country house; Vera's sitting-room. Window right, behind window a curtain on a rod projecting into the room and forming a recess. By window table strewn with books and papers. The books chiefly foreign, with paper backs. On another table a very large birdcage covered with a tablecloth. Doors in the left corner of the back wall, and in the side wall, right.
Elizabeth discovered sitting in a large chair in the recess. Vera holding an ophthalmoscope.
Elizabeth.
Am I sitting right, dear?
Vera.
Yes, that's it. Just the same as before. [Drawing the curtain so as to darken the recess.] Now, I must let the light fall full on your eye—just for a minute. Don't wink. That's all; now you can go right into the dark again, Elizabeth. [Elizabeth comes out rubbing her eyes.] I'm afraid it hurt; it is so kind of you!