ELLEN TERRY LADIES' RECITER. THE WIDOW JONES. Characters: WILDRAKE-CONSTANCE, Constance. The booby! he must fall in love, indeed! Nor can I get from him the name of her He hems and haws, now titters, now looks grave! A table, or the ceiling, wall, or floor! I'll plague him worse and worse? O, here he comes! Enter WILDRAKE. Wild. Despite her spiteful usage, I 'm resolved To tell her now. Dear neighbor Constance! Con. Fool! Mistress Constance, then,— Don't call me anything. In what I'll positively call thee that. Con. I hate to hear thee speak, to look at thee, Wild. An ape! Con. Who bade thee ape the gentleman? And put on dress that don't belong to thee? Go! change thee with thy whipper-in or huntsman, I bought to pleasure her! backwards and forwards.) Con. Do you call that walking? Pray, What makes you twist your body so, and take him.) Do you call that walking? (Mimics Wild. My thanks for a drill-sergeant twice a day For her sake! (Aside.) Con. Now, of all things in the world, What made me dance? What made you dance last night? As though you had been playing at hop, skip, I could have boxed you soundly for 't. Ten times Wild. Twenty guineas Were better in the gutter thrown, than gone To fee a dancing master! Con. An amateur in music! (Aside.) And you're grown What fine air last night'?"The Widow |