Soldiers Three

Chapter 35

VOICE. (_From the bed._) All down the street--such bonfires! _Ayah_, go and put them out! (_Appealingly._) How can I sleep with an installation of the C.I.E. in my room? No--not C.I.E. Something else. _What_ was it?

CAPT. G. (_Trying to control his voice._) Minnie, I"m here. (_Bending over bed._) Don"t you know me, Minnie? It"s me--it"s Phil--it"s your husband.

VOICE. (_Mechanically._) It"s me--it"s Phil--it"s your husband.

CAPT. G. She doesn"t know me!--It"s your own husband, darling,

VOICE. Your own husband, darling.

AYAH. (_With an inspiration._) _Memsahib_ understanding all _I_ saying.

CAPT. G. Make her understand me then--quick!

AYAH. (_Hand on_ MRS. G"s _forehead._) _Memsahib!_ Captain Sahib here.

VOICE. _Salma do._ (_Fretfully._) I know I"m not fit to be seen.

AYAH. (_Aside to_ G.) Say _"marneen"_ same as breakfash.

CAPT. G. Good-morning, little woman. How are we to-day?

VOICE. That"s Phil. Poor old Phil. (_Viciously._) Phil, you fool, I can"t see you. Come nearer.

CAPT. G. Minnie! Minnie! It"s me--you know me?

VOICE. (_Mockingly._) Of course I do. Who does not know the man who was so cruel to his wife--almost the only one he ever had?

CAPT. G. Yes, dear. Yes--of course, of course. But won"t you speak to him? He wants to speak to you so much.

VOICE. They"d never let him in. The Doctor would give _darwaza bund_ even if he were in the house. He"ll never come. (_Despairingly._) O Judas! Judas! Judas!

CAPT. G. (_Putting out his arms._) They have let him in, and he always was in the house. Oh, my love--don"t you know me?

VOICE. (_In a half chant._) "And it came to pa.s.s at the eleventh hour that this poor soul repented." It knocked at the gates, but they were shut--tight as a plaster--a great, burning plaster. They had pasted our marriage certificate all across the door, and it was made of red-hot iron--people really ought to be more careful, you know.

CAPT. G. What _am_ I to do? (_Takes her in his arms._) Minnie! speak to me--to Phil.

VOICE. What shall I say? Oh, tell me what to say before it"s too late!

They are all going away and I can"t say anything.

CAPT. G. Say you know me! Only say you know me!

DOCTOR. (_Who has entered quietly._) For pity"s sake don"t take it too much to heart, Gadsby. It"s this way sometimes. They won"t recognise.

They say all sorts of queer things--don"t you _see?_

CAPT. G. All right! All right! Go away now, she"ll recognise me; you"re bothering her. She _must_--mustn"t she?

DOCTOR. She will before--Have I your leave to try--?

CAPT. G. Anything you please, so long as she"ll know me. It"s only a question of--hours, isn"t it?

DOCTOR. (_Professionally._) While there"s life there"s hope, y"know. But don"t build on it.

CAPT. G. I don"t. Pull her together if it"s possible. (_Aside._) What have I done to deserve this?

DOCTOR. (_Bending over bed._) Now, Mrs. Gadsby! We shall be all right to-morrow. You _must_ take it, or I shan"t let Phil see you. It isn"t nasty, is it?

VOICE. Medicines! _Always_ more medicines! Can"t you leave me alone?

CAPT. G. Oh, leave her in peace, Doc!

DOCTOR. (_Stepping back,--aside._) May I be forgiven if I"ve done wrong.

(_Aloud._) In a few minutes she ought to be sensible; but I daren"t tell you to look for anything. It"s only--

CAPT. G. What? Go _on_, man.

DOCTOR. (_In a whisper._) Forcing the last rally.

CAPT. G. Then leave us alone.

DOCTOR. Don"t mind what she says at first, if you can. They--they--they turn against those they love most sometimes in this.--It"s hard, but--

CAPT. G. Am I her husband or are you? Leave us alone for what time we have together.

VOICE. (_Confidentially._) And we were engaged _quite_ suddenly, Emma.

I a.s.sure you that I never thought of it for a moment; but, oh, my little Me!--I don"t know _what_ I should have done if he _hadn"t_ proposed.

CAPT. G. She thinks of that Deercourt girl before she thinks of me.

(_Aloud._) Minnie!

VOICE. Not from the shops, Mummy dear. You can get the real leaves from Kaintu, and (_laughing weakly_) never mind about the blossoms--Dead white silk is only fit for widows, and I _won"t_ wear it. It"s as bad as a winding sheet. (_A long pause._)

CAPT. G. I never asked a favour yet. If there is anybody to listen to me, let her know me--even if I die too!

VOICE. (_Very faintly._) Pip, Pip dear.

CAPT. G. I"m here, darling.

VOICE. What has happened? They"ve been bothering me so with medicines and things, and they wouldn"t let you come and see me. I was never ill before. Am I ill now?

CAPT. G. You--you aren"t quite well.

VOICE. How funny! Have I been ill long?

CAPT. G. Some days; but you"ll be all right in a little time.

VOICE. Do you think so, Pip? I don"t feel well and--Oh! what _have_ they done to my hair?

CAPT. G. I d-d-don"t know.

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