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2018
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Oh, people of all the world, I am a boy who asks you to hear me and to understand. I only wanted to work out my way.... I planned my way because I couldn't help it—I wanted to build my own world—alone.... I climbed clear to the top—Jonathan stands before you—
VOICES
Jonathan's dead.
JONATHAN
Dead?… Oh, see the wreck of everything.... Jonathan is dead!
[He falls.
NATHANIEL
Boy—boy—Jonathan!—I believe you are you.
JONATHAN
Uncle Nathaniel!
[He rises slowly.
Oh, people of all the world, my Uncle Nathaniel understands.—I speak for all the boys of all times. Have patience—patience and understanding. Don't you remember when you were young? We come to you with hopes and dreams and wishes and fears,—and these are the things that life is made of—
NATHANIEL
I am here, Jonathan.
JONATHAN
I'm coming to you. I'm coming back to you with all my hopes and dreams.
NATHANIEL
We're waiting for you, Jonathan.
JONATHAN
I've made my wish that's coming true!!
[He jumps into space.
Curtain
ACT III
Jonathan Makes a Wish
[The scene is a summer house on the estate of John Clay. It is charmingly furnished with wicker chairs and a table. The building is hexagon shape and we look into half the hexagon. The doors at the left open on to the path that leads from the house. The doors at the back open onto a garden path that leads to a gate. Eight weeks have elapsed since the first act.
The curtain rises disclosing an empty stage. It is early evening and sunset is leaving only the faintest tinge above the hills. After a moment Jonathan enters. He is unchanged except that he still carries in his eyes some of the horror of his delirium. He opens the back windows and then sits above the table and begins to look at an illustrated paper.
Nathaniel enters carrying a manuscript. He seems a bit less carefree than at his homecoming, and he also seems closer to Jonathan.
NATHANIEL
Well, my boy—
JONATHAN
Uncle Nathaniel, did you know that Caproni was an artist?
NATHANIEL
You mean the Caproni who makes the wonderful aeroplanes?
JONATHAN
Yes, sir.
NATHANIEL
No, I didn't know it; but I'm not surprised.
JONATHAN
Aren't these pictures fine?
NATHANIEL
Excellent.
JONATHAN
He made them.... They're like great dragon-flies, aren't they?
NATHANIEL
A whole swarm of them.
JONATHAN
It must feel funny to fly through air.
NATHANIEL
Would you like to try it some time?
JONATHAN
VOICES
Jonathan's dead.
JONATHAN
Dead?… Oh, see the wreck of everything.... Jonathan is dead!
[He falls.
NATHANIEL
Boy—boy—Jonathan!—I believe you are you.
JONATHAN
Uncle Nathaniel!
[He rises slowly.
Oh, people of all the world, my Uncle Nathaniel understands.—I speak for all the boys of all times. Have patience—patience and understanding. Don't you remember when you were young? We come to you with hopes and dreams and wishes and fears,—and these are the things that life is made of—
NATHANIEL
I am here, Jonathan.
JONATHAN
I'm coming to you. I'm coming back to you with all my hopes and dreams.
NATHANIEL
We're waiting for you, Jonathan.
JONATHAN
I've made my wish that's coming true!!
[He jumps into space.
Curtain
ACT III
Jonathan Makes a Wish
[The scene is a summer house on the estate of John Clay. It is charmingly furnished with wicker chairs and a table. The building is hexagon shape and we look into half the hexagon. The doors at the left open on to the path that leads from the house. The doors at the back open onto a garden path that leads to a gate. Eight weeks have elapsed since the first act.
The curtain rises disclosing an empty stage. It is early evening and sunset is leaving only the faintest tinge above the hills. After a moment Jonathan enters. He is unchanged except that he still carries in his eyes some of the horror of his delirium. He opens the back windows and then sits above the table and begins to look at an illustrated paper.
Nathaniel enters carrying a manuscript. He seems a bit less carefree than at his homecoming, and he also seems closer to Jonathan.
NATHANIEL
Well, my boy—
JONATHAN
Uncle Nathaniel, did you know that Caproni was an artist?
NATHANIEL
You mean the Caproni who makes the wonderful aeroplanes?
JONATHAN
Yes, sir.
NATHANIEL
No, I didn't know it; but I'm not surprised.
JONATHAN
Aren't these pictures fine?
NATHANIEL
Excellent.
JONATHAN
He made them.... They're like great dragon-flies, aren't they?
NATHANIEL
A whole swarm of them.
JONATHAN
It must feel funny to fly through air.
NATHANIEL
Would you like to try it some time?
JONATHAN
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