Lady Patricia: A comedy in three acts

by Rudolf Besier

That doth not rise or set,

Haply I may remember,

And haply may forget.

(With dramatic emphasis.)

When I am dead, my dearest——

(Enter Baldwin, a gardener of about seventy, heavy, slow, phlegmatic.)

Baldwin.

(In spite of Lady Patricia’s raised hand.) Beg pardon, m’lady?

Lady Patricia.