The Drama Volume 21; Its History, Literature and Influence on Civilization (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...for I was just walking with the pastor to the romantic little hill, When the servant so unseasonably called me away. Bar.--Unseasonably Indeed But another Question Have you not to-day, without intending it, taken more pains in curling your hair, and chosen a more engaging dress? Ame.--(Looking at herself.) This dress Is not yet dirty. I have only worn it yesterday and the day before. Bar.--(Aside.) Little consolation for the Count is to be deduced from these replies. Therefore, my dear girl, you will have nothing to do with the Count, I suppose? Ame.--If you command it, I will. Bar.--(Angry.) Hark you, Amelia. If you plague me again with your damned desires and commands, I shall--I shall be almost inclined to command in reality.--(In a milder tone.) To see you happy is my wish, and this can never be effected by a command. Matrimony, my child, is a discordant duet, if the tones do not properly agree; for which reason our great Composer has planted the pure harmony of love in our hearts. I'll send the pastor to you. He can explain these matters more clearly. Ame.--(Delighted.) The pastor Bar.--Yes. He can describe the duties of the married state in better terms than a father. Then examine your heart, and if you feel the Count to be the man toward whom you can fulfill these duties--why. Heaven bless you both Till then, let us say no more upon this subject.--(Calls.) Thomas Enter a Servant. Go to the pastor, and request him to come hither for a quarter of an hour, if his business will allow it. (Exit Servant.) Ame.--(Calling after him.) Tell him I shall be glad to Bee him, too. Enter Count. Count.--Ah, bon jour, mon Colonel. Fair lady, I kiss your band. (Amelia curtsies and returns no answer.) Bar.--Good morning good morning But. my Lord, It la almost n...