The Hottentot: A Farce in Three ActsS. French, 1923 - 78 pages |
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Page 78 - She is crying hysterically. SAM enters UL with the trophy cup, to which has been tied PEGGY'S colors. He crosses to her and gives her the cup.) PEGGY. You've won the race ! SAM. Well, we got off to a pretty bad start, but when that Hottentot gets going — he's some horse ! PEGGY. I don't know what to say. SAM. You know what you said you'd say. PEGGY. Sam. SAM. Peggy. (Embrace — kiss.) CURTAIN The Famous Mrs.
Page 19 - For that. (Indicate drink.) SWIFT. (Gives him the drink) We were all terribly anxious, sir. This liniment was for you. SAM. (Finishing drink) That's very good liniment. SWIFT. Liniment ? SAM. Yes, you gave me the liniment, didn't you? SWIFT. Oh, no, sir. That's very fine Scotch, White Horse Collar. SAM. White Horse? Well, I'm not particularly fond of Scotch. Have you any rye in the house ? SWIFT. Yes, sir — some very fine rye — Hunter.
Page 20 - ... Fairfax? SWIFT. Yes, sir; they are both here, expecting you, sir. (SAM hands him wisp of horse's mane — he holds it up.) SWIFT. Why, Mr. Harrington — it's part of a horse's mane. SAM. Yes — it came out when he stopped. SWIFT. What shall I do with it, sir? SAM. Put it back on the horse, make a toupe for yourself — I don't care what you do with it.
Page 18 - He is dressed in riding clothes and carries a bridle in one hand and a wisp of horse's mane in the other. His derby hat is broken in the crown and jammed down to the tops of his ears. There is a big tear in his breeches leg and dirt marks on his breeches and coat.
Page 78 - Hottentot take the watef jump, eh? (Waving his cap.) A race, a race! By jove, it's a race ! (All commence to yell, "Hottentot! Hottentot!
Page 19 - By the way — who's house is this? SWIFT. Who's house? SAM. Yes — don't you know? SWIFT. Yes, sir; I know. SAM. But it's a secret; you don't want to tell anyone. SWIFT. Why, no. sir. This is Mr. Gilford's house — Mr. Oliver Gilford. SAM. That's fortunate. Is Mrs. Chadwick here, or Miss...
Page 71 - But if you ever say another word to me as long as you live, I'll break your neck!