Bishop. Yes, Hagbart, there is.
Hagbart. Why do you say that so seriously?--You look so serious--and seem agitated! Uncle! (The noise of wheels is heard outside.)
Bishop. Wait a little, my dear boy. Wait a little! (Goes out by the door at the back.)
Hagbart. Grandmother, what can it be?
Grandmother. I don"t know.--But happiness is often so brief.
Hagbart. Happiness so brief? What do you mean?--Good G.o.d, grandmother, don"t torture me!
Grandmother. I a.s.sure you, I know nothing about it--only--
Hagbart. Only--what?
Grandmother. While your uncle was with me, Mrs. Falk was announced.
Hagbart. Mrs. Falk? Has she been here? Just now?
Grandmother. Yes, just now.
Hagbart. Then something must have happened! Perhaps it was she that uncle--. (Rushes to the door, which opens, and the BISHOP comes in with AAGOT on his arm, followed by CORNELIA.) Aagot!
Aagot. Hagbart!--(Anxiously.) Is aunt not here!
Cornelia. What, grandmother here! (Goes to her.)
Bishop. My dear Aagot, your aunt entrusted this letter to me to give to you.
Hagbart. A letter--?
Grandmother. What is the matter? Let me see! (CORNELIA moves her chair nearer to the others.)
Hagbart. Read it aloud, Aagot!
Aagot (reads). "My darling. When you receive this letter I shall have--gone away. I love the man you--." (With a cry, she falls swooning.
The BISHOP catches her in his arms.)
Grandmother. She has gone away?
Cornelia. She loves the man you--? Good G.o.d, look at Hagbart!
Bishop. Cornelia! (She goes to him, and they lay AAGOT on the couch.
CORNELIA stays beside her. The BISHOP turns to HAGBART.) Hagbart!
(HAGBART throws himself into his arms.) Courage! Courage, my boy!
Grandmother (getting up). It is like going back to the days of great emotions!
[The Curtain falls slowly.]
A GAUNTLET
A PLAY IN THREE ACTS
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
RIIS.
MRS. RIIS.
SVAVA, their daughter.
MARGIT, their maid.
CHRISTENSEN.
MRS. CHRISTENSEN.
ALFRED, their son, betrothed to Svava.
DR. NORDAN.
THOMAS, his servant.
HOFF.
The action of the play pa.s.ses in Christiania.
ACT I
(SCENE.--A room in RIIS" house. An open door at the back leads into a park and gives a glimpse of the sea beyond. Windows on each side of the door. Doors also in the right and left walls. Beyond the door on the right is a piano; opposite to the piano a cupboard. In the foreground, to the right and left, two couches with small tables in front of them.
Easy-chairs and smaller hairs scattered about. MRS. RIIS is sitting on the couch to the left, and DR. NORDAN in a chair in the centre of the room. He is wearing a straw hat pushed on to the back of his head, and has a large handkerchief spread over his knees. He is sitting with his arms folded, leaning upon his stick.)
Mrs. Riis. A penny for your thoughts!
Nordan. What was it you were asking me about?
Mrs. Riis. About that matter of Mrs. North, of course.
Nordan. That matter of Mrs. North? Well, I was talking to Christensen about it just now. He has advanced the money and is going to try and get the bank to suspend proceedings. I have told you that already. What else do you want to know?
Mrs. Riis. I want to know how much gossip there is about it, my dear friend.
Nordan. Oh, men don"t gossip about each other"s affairs.--By the way, isn"t our friend in there (nodding towards the door on the right) going to be told about it? This seem, a good opportunity.
Mrs. Riis. Let us wait.
Nordan. Because Christensen will have to be repaid, you know. I told him he would be.
Mrs. Riis. Naturally. What else would you suppose?