Act I —Basil's lodgings in Bloomsbury.
Acts II and IV —The drawing-room of Basil's house at Putney.
Act III —Mrs. Murray's house in Charles Street.
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THE FIRST ACT
Sitting-room of Basil's Lodgings in Bloomsbury.
In the wall facing the auditorium, two windows with little iron balconies, giving a view of London roofs. Between the windows, against the wall, is a writing-desk littered with papers and books. On the right is a door, leading into the passage; on the left a fire-place with arm-chairs on either side; on the chimney-piece various smoking utensils. There are numerous bookshelves filled with books; while on the walls are one or two Delft plates, etchings after Rossetti, autotypes of paintings by Fra Angelico and Botticelli. The furniture is simple and inexpensive, but there is nothing ugly in the room. It is the dwelling-place of a person who reads a great deal and takes pleasure in beautiful things.
Basil Kent is leaning back in his chair, with his feet on the writing-table, smoking a pipe and cutting the pages of a book. He is a very good-looking man of six-and-twenty, clean-shaven, with a delicate face and clear-cut features. He is dressed in a lounge-suit.
[There is a knock at the door.
Basil
Come in.
Mrs. Griggs
Did you ring, sir?
Basil
Yes. I expect a lady to tea. And there's a cake that I bought on my way in.
Mrs. Griggs
Very well, sir.
[She goes out, and immediately comes in with a tray on which are two cups, sugar, milk, &c.
Basil
Oh, Mrs. Griggs, I want to give up these rooms this day week. I'm going to be married. I'm sorry to leave you. You've made me very comfortable.
Mrs. Griggs
[With a sigh of resignation.] Ah, well, sir, that's lodgers all over. If they're gents they get married; and if they're ladies they ain't respectable.
[A ring is heard.
Basil
There's the bell, Mrs. Griggs. I dare say it's the lady I expect. If any one else comes, I'm not at home.
Mrs. Griggs
Very well, sir.
[She goes out, and Basil occupies himself for amoment in putting things in order. Mrs. Griggs, opening the door, ushers in thenew-comers.
Mrs. Griggs
If you please, sir.
[She goes out again, and during the next few speeches brings two more cups and the tea.
[Mabel and Hilda enter, followed by John Halliwell. Basil going towards themvery cordially, half stops when he noticeswho they are; and a slight expression ofembarrassment passes over his face. Buthe immediately recovers himself and isextremely gracious. Hilda Murray is atall, handsome woman, self-possessed andadmirably gowned. Mabel Halliwell issmaller, pretty rather than beautiful, younger than her sister, vivacious, verytalkative, and somewhat irresponsible. John is of the same age as Basil, good-humoured, neither handsome nor plainblunt of speech and open.
Basil
[Shaking hands.] How d'you do?
Mabel
Look pleased to see us, Mr. Kent.
Basil
I'm perfectly enchanted.
Hilda
You did ask us to come and have tea with you, didn't you?
Basil
I've asked you fifty times. Hulloa, John! I didn't see you.
John
I'm the discreet husband, I keep in the background.
Mabel
Why don't you praise me instead of praising yourself? People would think it so much nicer.
John
On the contrary, they'd be convinced that when we were alone I beat you. Besides, I couldn't honestly say that you kept in the background.
Hilda
[To Basil.] I feel rather ashamed at taking you unawares.