Act 1, Scene 4 Flashcards
First Line.
Mrs. Arnott! Rose!
Mrs. Wilton!
I’ve only a moment. I told Mellersh I left my gloves in our pew.
Lying to your husband, Mr.s Wilton, in Our Father’s house?
Oh, but I didn’t lie. I really left them, so that I wouldn’t be lying. …I got it rose! A reply to our inquiry about the castle!
Please, we really must talk.
It is most kind. From a Mr. Anthony Wilding of Knightsbridge. It smells of cinnamon.
Cinnamon.
Isn’t that delightful!? But brace yourself. Sixty pounds for the month of April.
Mrs. Wilton.
I know it would be a stretch for us both.
Corresponding with someone we know nothing of. We’ve gone too far already.
Rose.
And all of this talk of money. Please. It has. Indeed, been grand dreaming of this. But no further.
But rose.
I have made up my mind, Mrs. Wilton.
/Lotty/. If it’s only the money then I have an idea.
It is not only the money.
I thought perhaps if we advertise for travelling companions…
Companions?
Ladies. There must be dozens of ladies in our situation who would enjoy sharing such a holiday. NOt that we’d want dozens of course. But another couple, say, would certainly easy the burden.
Please…we really mustn’t discuss this here. It’s wrong. It’s as if we’re plotting.
But We are! Plotting our escape…have you lost something?
One of the schoolchildren somehow misplaced his boots and stockings during service.
“Put thy shoes from off thy feet, for this is holy ground”
Angus OShea is no moses. As any number of schoolgirls will tell you.
Rose.
You’ve taken leave of your senses, Mrs. Wilton.
Don’t say that.