Title: The Follies of Love
Author: Regnard, Jean François
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                        THE FOLLIES OF LOVE

                      BY JEAN-FRANCOIS REGARD


                     Translated and Adapted by

                          Frank J. Morlock
                               C 1987



CHARACTERS:
  Albert
  Worthy
  Arabella
  Jenny
  Scratch



ACT I.


Scene: Outside a country house at the end of the 17th century. Dawn.


(Jenny enters following Arabella.)

Jenny
Why, when every one else is sleeping, what demon, if you please, tugs
you by the ear and makes you go up and out so early?

Arabella
Peace, shut up, speak low--you know my plan. Worthy has come back.

Jenny
Worthy?

Arabella (romantically)
>From France!

Jenny
How do you know that, Madame, I beg to ask?

Arabella
I believed he'd make an appearance hereabouts--more with my heart than
my eyes.

Jenny
I am only astonished that you've avoided the watchful Uncle Albert. My
word, here is a guide more excellent than love.

Arabella
I was at my window waiting for the day. Then, someone came. Seeing the
door open, I seized the opportunity offered by the occasion--more to
take the air than to flatter my hopes that Mr. Worthy would be
attracted here just to see me.

Jenny
There's no need for you to worry. It's understandable that the poor
boy would fall all over himself to see you. He comes tonight, and at
daybreak, you wait for him--just to flatter his love. You lose little
time. But, what, if by chance, Albert, your tutor, who is jealous by
nature, should find us? What would you say to him?

Arabella (with determination)
I intend to free myself from the jealous fool. I have languished too
long under his cruel domain. I'm taking off the mask, so he can see
how little regard I have for him, and how I intend to live from now
on--and how much I hate him!

Jenny
May heaven assist you in this praiseworthy plan! As for me, I'd rather
serve the devil--yes, the devil. At least when he held his Sabbath, I
would have some rest. But, in my state, evening, morning, day or
night--I have no peace. I'll have a breakdown soon. He scolds and
grinds his teeth the live long day. "Do this, do that, come, go, go
upstairs, go downstairs--close the door and window. Prevent, if you
can, anyone from appearing." He stops, he worries, he runs around
without knowing where. All night he prowls like a frenzied wolf. He
doesn't permit us to close our eyes. As for him, when he sleeps, one
eye's shut, the other's watching. He never laughed in his life. He's
jealous, stupid, brutal to the extreme, miserly, hard, peevish. I'd
prefer to beg for my bread, from door to door, than to serve a master
like this any longer. In short, I don't like him.

Arabella
Henceforth, Jenny, all our troubles are over. How my Worthy differs
from the portrait you paint. From my most tender years, nursed by his
own mother, our hearts were leagued in sympathy. And love grew by the
most charming means, finally united again by mutual oaths. Although
suffering from this frightful constraint for some time, which annoys
and overwhelms me, I am a woman who will take violent action! Dressed
like a man--a knight errant, I will free myself from Albert and his
harsh tyranny. I am going to run away and seek adventures.

Jenny
Oh, there are adventures enough to be found without going so far away.
I can warn you that you will find enough of them.

Arabella
You don't know my character yet. When one puts a yoke on my contrary
disposition, constraint only wakens my desires. I have lived in the
world in the midst of pleasure. Presently, Worthy is ready to marry
me. Many wild ideas pass through my head. I have the heart, the wit,
the sense,--the right! In short, you will soon see the little traits
of my character. But, why is the door open?

Jenny
Fie. Your old Cereberus is on the prowl. What will he ask? He prowls
everywhere. He stands sentinel all night--and at daybreak he goes
scouting. If, by good luck, he could be trapped into some ambush--a
little spoke put in his wheel, with some compromising story--and
blackmailed-- But, peace, I hear a noise: someone's coming--let's
listen.

(Arabella and Jenny draw back as Albert enters.)

Albert
I've circled the house, all night long, and found everybody asleep.
This will foil the efforts of my enemies. I've even patrolled outside.
Thank heaven, everything is all right. A secret terror disquiets me,
despite my efforts. I've seen a certain inquisitive person prowling
around here, from a distance, who seems to me to be examining the
place. For nearly six months, my cowardly complacence has endangered
my prudent action, and to let Arabella breathe easily disquiets my
soul, so I must shut her up. You don't make girls wise by softness. I
am going to bar the windows--with bars as big as my hand--to foil all
human efforts. But, I hear some noise! I see an object which walks and
turns about in the half light. Who goes there? . . . Nobody answers.
This affected silence bodes no good.

Jenny
I tremble.

Albert
It's jenny. Arabella is with her.

Arabella
So, it's you, sir, playing sentinel?

Albert
Yes, yes, it's me, it's me. But at this time of day, what are you
doing in this place, if you please?

Arabella
Neither Jenny nor I sleep in the morning, so we came here to be under
the trees and to see the sun rise and take the air.

Jenny (trying to be helpful)
Yes.

Albert
You are to watch the dawn and take the air from your window. You are
conspiring here to betray me.

Jenny (aside)
That wouldn't be a bad idea!

Albert
What do you say?

Jenny
Not a word.

Albert
Prudent, circumspect girls who are not up to some intrigue sleep
tranquilly in their bed--and don't take the air so early--be it hot or
cold.

Jenny
And how, if you please, do you expect us to rest when all night one
hears nothing but coming, going, opening, closing, crying, tossing,
scratching, running, sneezing, coughing? When, by great luck, I fall
asleep--a frightful jangling of keys starts me awake. I try to go back
to sleep, but cannot. A Wandering Jew who does evil with the greatest
pleasure, a mischievous imp vomited by hell to earth, to make an
eternal war with sleeping men begins his uproar and annoys us all.

Albert
And what is this imp and Wandering Jew?

Jenny
You.

Albert
Me?

Jenny
Yes, you. I believe that these rude manners come from some spirit who
is in need of prayers. And to better understand whether this angry
thing was soul or body, that made this Sabbath, one evening, I took a
cord with two ends firmly attached upstairs. It had the effect I
hoped. So soon as all were retired to sleep, I waited in person
without noise or light, on guard in a corner. I wasn't long waiting.
So pitty-pat down the spirit came, noisily tumbling over the cord. He
measured the stairs with his nose. Suddenly, I heard him cry: "Help, I
am dead." As these cries increased--at which I laughed very much--I
ran and found you spread out--with an apostrophe in place of your
face. Your nose gave proof that you were a body and not a spirit.

Albert
Ah, miserable scoundrel, adherent of the devil! It was you who played
that abominable trick. You wished to kill me with this cursed act!

Jenny (innocently)
No, it was only to trap the ghost.

Albert
I don't know what prevents me from beating you up!

Arabella
Sir, easy.

Albert
You, too, my pretty, could earn some slaps. Shut up, if you please. To
punish her audacity, I will drive her from my house. How do you like
that?

Jenny (crying)
Just heaven, what a sentence. Sir--

Albert (adamant)
No, out of the nest, if you please.

Jenny (laughing)
Ah, my word, sir, you flatter yourself if you think that leaving your
sad company will make me suffer the least pang. A school boy leaving
his tutor, a woman a long time celibate who leaves her relatives to
get married--a slave who leaves the hands of his masters, an old
prisoner who breaks his chains after thirty years, an heir who sees
his uncle give up the ghost, a husband when the plague takes his
plaguey wife--doesn't have half the pleasure I take in receiving from
you this happy discharge.

Albert
Leaving me would please you?

Jenny
The greatest pleasure I will have in my life.

Albert
Really! If that is so, I've changed my mind. I do not intend to give
you this pleasure. You will stay here to do penance. And you will,
without arguing, go in, and be diligent.

(Arabella reenters and curtsies. As Jenny starts to go, Albert stops
her.)

Albert
You stay--I wish to speak to you without witnesses. (aside) I'll have
to butter her up--I need her services. (aloud) Come on--let's make
peace and live sensibly. At bottom I love you--and more than you
think.

Jenny
And I also love you more than you think.

Albert
A pretty amour, truly to break my nose. But, I pardon all, and promise
you that you will enjoy my bounty--if you serve me on occasion.

Jenny
Let's see. What service is in question?

Albert
You've known for a long time, that as regards Arabella, I have, as one
ought, a soul a--bit tender. But for the precautions I take for her
the wench would soon take the bit in her teeth. She's always spent her
life in high society with the lady from London--Mrs. Worthy--who took
care of her until she was fifteen. That lady, having died, a relation
begged me to take care of her, and confided her to me. Since then love
has stolen into my heart. I have a plan to make her my wife.

Jenny
Your wife! Fie!

Albert
What do you mean by that tone?

Jenny
Fie, I tell you.

Albert
What?

Jenny
Hey, fie! Fie--I tell you. You are too intelligent to commit such a
stupidity--and I tell you to your grey beard.

Albert
I never had children by my late wife--and I wish to finish what I've
begun--to have heirs whose happy birth will ruin the hopes of all my
collaterals.

Jenny
My word, sir, make as many as you please. You won't have any posterity
left behind, and it is I who tell you so.

Albert
And why is that?

Jenny
How do I know?

Albert
Who has given you the privilege of soothsaying? Say, speak, respond!

Jenny
My God--I said nothing except what's reasonable, and you know it! I
understand myself and that's sufficient.

Albert
Don't trouble yourself. It's my business--and none of yours!

Jenny
Ah, you're right.

Albert
Look, you know that around here, one cannot take a step without
falling into some ambush. The snares that surround my soul alarm me. I
have a prize ewe lamb surrounded by care--but the ravishing wolves are
prowling in hopes of carrying her off. I must protect her from their
cruel fangs--and so as not to fear their cruel fury, I intend to close
all parts of the sheep pen, to carefully surround my house with iron
bars, and to let in only a few people--and that by day. I have need of
your help at this juncture, so that the fencing will go as I intend.

Jenny
Who, me?

Albert
I don't wish this invention to appear to be the result of my
precaution. Arabella would be alarmed--with reason, to see my care
result in her being locked in--that might cause her to become cold to
me. But, with clever girls, one must gild the pill adroitly, and make
her understand that all that is being done is only to protect her--and
that last night a number of bandits got into a nearby house and left
only the walls standing.

Jenny
But, sir, do you think with this trick--and many others of the same
type that you employ--do you believe that you will make her love you?

Albert
That's not your worry; suffice that I wish it.

Jenny
Go on, at your age, to wish to taste of marriage a second time.
Crazier still, to be amorous of a fifteen year old, and yet crazier to
plan to cage her up. I count three extravagances in this plan--likely
to be funereal in its consequence--and the least of them leads
straight to Bedlam.

Albert
I have excellent reasons for my conduct.

Jenny
Thanks to the effects of celestial bounty, I have my virtue intact.
But, if I had a husband or a lover of your mind, they'd have horns all
over their heads, by God! If you choose me to take on this trouble, I
tell you plainly, your hope is vain. I don't intend to meddle in your
cowardly plans. The case is too villainous, and I wash my hands of it.

Albert
Do you know that after having employed persuasion, I also know how to
employ intimidation?

Jenny
Storm, swear, howl--go into a fit, you will only hear me repeat again,
that a jealous man is a frightful thing--a thing one would cheerfully
see buried a hundred feet underground. There is nothing more hideous--
not Satan, Lucifer, and the many other gentleman-inhabitants of hell.
They are much more handsome, charming, love-killers--less cruel and
less insupportable--than certain jealous creatures such as one sees
about here. You understand me--I have spoken and I will retire.
Goodbye.

(Exit Jenny.)

Albert
All the world is busy here plotting to betray me. One would conclude
they have no greater joy. Jenny's worth nothing, but from fear of
worse, I'll keep her. I will not let what people say, or their
criticism prevent me from accomplishing the plan my heart is bent on
realizing.

(Enter Scratch.)

Scratch (aside)
My master, Mr. Worthy, who is waiting for me at the nearby inn, has
sent me on before to sound the terrain. (seeing Albert) There, I take
it, is our man. I must dissemble.

Albert
What are you doing here, by yourself and before my door?

Scratch
Good day, sir.

Albert (sourly)
Good day.

Scratch
I--are you well?

Albert (grumpily)
Yes.

Scratch
Truly, that rejoices my heart.

Albert
Rejoice or not rejoice--what brings you here? And who are you?

Scratch
I would find it hard to say. I have so many jobs that I might call
myself a universal man. I have wandered the universe; the world is my
country. From lack of income, I lived by industry--as many others do.
According to the circumstances, sometimes an honest man, sometimes a
confidence man. I served unwillingly in the Navy--and realizing my
heart inclined to rapine after having spent eighteen months
privateering. I carried a musket in Flanders and Germany; I was
wounded in the wars with France.

Albert
There are some fine jobs. (aside) From tip to toe, this fellow seems
to me to have the air of a rogue. (aloud) What are you doing here?
Speak!

Scratch
I will retire.

Albert (holding him)
No, no, you must speak.

Scratch (aside)
I don't know what to say to him.

Albert
You seem to me to have the air of one of those rogues who prowl around
to rob houses at night.

Scratch
You don't know me, sir. I have other things on my mind. While Fortune
prevents me from having wealth, it has given me marvelous secrets for
curing ills. I amuse myself by seeking medicinal herbs around here.

Albert (surprised)
Medicinal herbs?

Scratch
Yes, sir. All my life, I've made a profession of chemistry. As sure as
you see me, there are no diseases I cannot cure--stone, coughs,
vertigo, hysteria, heart disease, cancer. I've even been accused of
using magic. The only thing I lack is a degree to make me the happiest
physician living.

Albert
Your clothes are not those of a physician.

Scratch
Clothes don't make the science. And if I were not reduced to be a
valet, and if I had not had a fight with the squire of my parish--
(mysteriously) But, one day you will see innocence triumph.

Albert
You say you have--?

Scratch
See the slander! One day, finding myself on a long journey, traveling
third class, and twilight falling--I saw a certain coach stuck in the
mud in a ditch, and a man in need of help. So I approached. And, to
ease the weight which oppressed him (the coach was on top of him), I
removed the packages he was carrying. The chief of police got mixed up
in it, and held me responsible for the lost packages--for an act of
charity! That's why my friends advised me to leave the country.

Albert
Always prudent, in cases like that.

Scratch
I went to the wars, where I accomplished miracles. The Ardennes saw me
withstand enemy fire. And, battling one day against the enemy, one day
all by myself--at Milan--I almost paid with my life. Do you know, sir,
I was in Cremona?

Albert
I believe you. But, after all your famous exploits, what do you want
from me?

Scratch
What do I want?

Albert (peremptorily)
Yes.

Scratch
Nothing. I believe one doesn't have to have any special reason to take
a walk, and doing so offends nobody.

Albert
Yes, but don't stay too long. Your servant, sir.

Scratch
Servant! Before leaving, tell me, if you please, sire, to whom does
this country house belong?

Albert
It belongs to its owner.

Scratch
Oh, to be sure. You answer so cleverly, that one cannot abandon your
conversation easily. We ought to go to the village together to find a
place to stay. We'll be there soon.

Albert
If you hurry.

Scratch (aside)
This chap doesn't like conversation and answers my questions with a
single word. (aloud) I will leave after asking the time.

Albert
Your question is funny. You think I'm here like the dial on a clock to
display the time to passersby. Go learn it elsewhere. Don't weigh down
my ear any longer. Your appearance tires me as much as your
conversation. Goodbye. Good day!

(Exit Albert.)

Scratch (alone)
This fellow has quite the aspect of a bear. My word, this beginning
bewilders me. The old man appears to me to be a bit subject to anger.
To bring everything to fruition we may have to fight. So much the
better--that's where I shine, and I love to fence. But, I see my
master, Mr. Worthy.

(Enter Worthy.)

Worthy
Well, Scratch, what news? Dear Scratch, did you see the beauty in
these parts? Have you seen the tutor and do you see some ray of hope
for my love someday?

Scratch
To tell you the truth, it wasn't worth the trouble to race here
breathlessly from Milan. You could have spared me the trouble of
coming. Oh, that battle on Mount Cenis was no joke. Do you remember
how maliciously my cursed mule threw me in a ravine, and I was almost
a quarter of an hour rolling to the bottom?

Worthy
Don't jest. Speak in a different way.

Scratch
As you wish, a clearer phrase. I will tell you, sir, that I have seen
the jealous one--who received me in a manner that makes a cold wind
seem mild. We'll need a cannon to take the place.

Worthy
We'll come in the end to what he said and what he did. I won't leave
these parts until I am in possession of the object of my vows. Love
will vanquish the resistance of this brute.

Scratch
If we had some money for expenses, I'd have hope enough for success.
Money is the sinew of love as well as war.

Worthy
Don't worry. Arabella has thirty thousand crowns when she marries. If
she had nothing, I would still love her a hundred times better than a
rich girl with money enough to turn your head. From her earliest
years, raised by my mother, her image has been graven in my heart and
nothing can efface it. Our two hearts, which seem made for each other,
first tasted this happy news just before my mother died. Because of
this disaster, Albert, this old jealous fool that hell should
confound--separated her from me, with the consent of Arabella's
relatives. I didn't know him, and she, I believe, like me, had never
heard of his name. People told me that he was a very troubled spirit--
defiant, hard, brutal.

Scratch
They told you right. We must learn, first off, if we can introduce
ourselves into this fortress by cleverness or must use force--whether
it is better to make an open siege or form plans for a blockade.

Worthy
You always employ military terms. You've been to the wars.

Scratch
In all affairs, the mind must always be used before resorting to brute
force. Today's not the first time I've seen combat. I deserted twice
from the militia. When one intends, you see, for a siege to succeed,
one must prevent anything from entering, know the surroundings, learn
its weaknesses and its strengths. When one is well informed about
what's happening, one digs a trench, bombards the place, overthrows a
rampart--makes a breach--advances in good order--and gives the
assault. One strangles, massacres, kills, steals, and pillages. It's
almost the same when one takes a young woman. Right, sir?

Worthy
In this matter, Jenny, the maid, is in our interests.

Scratch
So much the better. The more intelligence one has of the city, the
more hope one has of success. One must take it noiselessly--without
drums. All night help comes. Make her signals, so she'll understand.

Worthy
Come, let's discover ways to take it. And, so as not to arouse
suspicions, let's avoid remaining around here too long.

Scratch
As chief engineer and master of artillery, I am going to see where I
ought to place my batteries--to punch a hole in Albert and oblige him
to surrender the place quickly or withstand our assault.


CURTAIN



ACT II.


Scene: Same as Act I, later that day.


Albert (alone)
A secret confided--said an excellent man who's name and country, I am
ignorant of--is the thing which ought to be most carefully watched--
and in these times, the most difficult to protect. Now, while I don't
wish to argue with this facile philosopher, guarding a young girl is
much more difficult. I made the locksmith enter through the garden--he
must be promptly employed in my plan. I intend to make Arabella and
Jenny go out--from fear this would move their hearts and overwhelm
them. I've got to call them, so that the workman can act at leisure.
When I've satisfied my prudence in this matter--they will have to
resolve to be patient. Hola! Someone! Come under these thick trees and
take the air with me for several minutes.

(Enter Jenny and Arabella.)

Jenny
Here's unseasonable fruit. What favorable demon causes you to greet
her so softly and your humor to be so tractable? By your astonishing
command, we can go out today for the first time in six months.

Albert
We have to change places sometimes. Sometimes, in life, the most
charming resort bores us.

Arabella
If I'm with you, regardless of the climate, the air will be no softer
or better for me. I don't know why, but now I sigh when I am near you;
I cannot breathe.

Albert
My heart swoons with pleasure at such talk. You need a husband to calm
these sighs.

Arabella
Girls dissimulate often enough, and pretend to scruples at the name of
a husband, masking their true desires, often saying they love no one
except the convent. As for me, the power of truth presses me and I can
find in it neither crime nor weakness. I have a sincere heart, and I
tell you, without pretence, that I want to be married, and sooner than
later.

Jenny
Well said. What's the use, in the spring of youth, to wish to escape
the yoke of marriage, and to leave the number of the living? There
were husbands long before convents, and I hold the role of spouse is
the most ancient, and the most currently fashionable and used--and the
most to be followed in all methods. That's what I say!

Albert
You both speak in the same spirit--and my views conform to yours. I
intend to marry. Rich as I am--they're always proposing a suitable and
advantageous match for me--but I always reply that another love holds
me, and that my heart prepossessed by your rare beauty sighs for you
alone, and that on your side, you adore only me.

Arabella
How's that?

Albert
Yes, sweety, I have declared the love which possesses me for you.

Arabella
What did you say, if you please?

Albert
That, at the bottom of your heart, you nourish a sincere passion for
me.

Arabella
Where's your discretion, truly?

Albert
Beautiful Arabella, one cannot be happy and remain silent.

Arabella
You ought not to make such an avowal, and so loud.

Albert
And why not, my child?

Arabella (waspishly)
Because nothing is more false, and one cannot lie with more impudence.

Albert
Then, you don't love me?

Arabella (sweetly)
No, but in recompense, I hate you unto death.

Albert (surprised)
For what?

Arabella
Who knows why? One loves without reason, and without reason, one
hates.

Jenny
If the admission is not tender, at least it is sincere.

Albert
After what I have done, basilisk, to please you!

Jenny
Don't get carried away! Observe tranquilly if love has made you a
charming object. Your features are worn away--hers are loveable and
fresh. She has a well made wit and you a crabbed temper. She's not
sixteen, and you are very old. She bears herself well, and you walk
with a cane. She has all her teeth, which makes her pretty, and you
have only one. Still, she excites you--and you ought to be carried off
at the first cough to whatever misfortune down there would please you.

Albert
I've taken useless trouble to please her. I will therefore merit her
hate, by God. And to secure her dangerous charms, I am going to lead
her to a place far from fops, where by her arrogance, she will have
leisure to be penitent. Come quickly, let's go.

Arabella
Where are you going?

Albert
You will know soon enough. March on--no talking. (perceiving Worthy,
who has just entered) What an irritating turn of events at this time.
To the devil with him and his stupid face.

(Worthy, who was entering like someone out for a stroll, sees Albert
and greets him. Scratch enters behind Worthy.)

Albert
Sir, do you wish something from me?

Jenny (low, to Arabella)
It's Worthy.

Arabella (low)
Peace! I see him more clearly than you.

(Worthy continues to bow to Albert.)

Albert
Sir, what's the use of these fine manners? Speak, I am tired of bowing
and scraping.

Worthy
A stranger in these parts, and pleased to see you. In paying you my
respects, I fulfill my duty. My coach is broken down near your
mansion, and after having done my best to repair it, I came to breathe
the delicious air--attracted by the--freshness.

Albert
You deceive yourself, sir. The air around here is decidedly bad for
your health. I owe it to myself to tell you that you will become very
ill if you stay here for a long time. It is dangerous and mortal to
wayfarers.

Arabella
Alas, nothing is more true. Since I've breathed this air, I languish
night and day in a cruel martyrdom.

Scratch
Just give me the same wine as our innkeeper broke open today, and I
will stand my ground defying fever, apoplexy, and a hundred years of
age to the end of my life.

Worthy (to Arabella)
It's hard to believe that with so much beauty, and such air, that
you're not healthy.

Albert
Whether she looks well or ill, find another place to take the air.

Worthy
This object--that heaven has taken care in making--this view where my
eye is pleased to rest, enchants my sight--and never has nature
displayed her attentions with so much finery. My heart is in love with
what it sees here.

Albert
Yes, the country is beautiful. Everybody says so, but you'll spend the
end of your day better elsewhere. By now, your coach must be fixed.
There's no need for your presence here. Leave, you ought to be gone
already.

Worthy
I will leave momentarily. Tell me, I beg you--

Albert
Since you chatter so emotionally, I am going to listen to you
attentively. (to Jenny and Arabella) Go in, go in.

Jenny
Sir--

Albert
Eh! Go in, I tell you.

Worthy
I'd rather retire than be the cause of Madame suffering the least
inconvenience on my account.

Arabella
No, sir, stay till tomorrow. Postpone going on your way, and we will
put you in good company. The roads are unlucky and filthy.

Albert
So much ceremony! Come, quickly--go in.

Jenny
Yes, yes, I'm going in. But, before these gentlemen, I tell you
plainly to stop the humiliations you impose on us. We haven't seen
even the shadow of a hat for six months in this new fangled cloister.
Any man who comes around here is interdicted. Everything in this house
is subject to inspection. Sometimes we think the world has come to an
end. No one comes her except they be of the female sex. Judge if a
girl in this situation has cause to complain.

Albert (putting his hand over her mouth and forcing her inside)
Ah, I will tear out your viper's tongue.

(Exit Jenny and Arabella.)

Albert (aside)
I don't want to go back in so soon. Their complaints and their tears
might move me, perhaps. (aloud) What's the problem? Speak! But, above
all, be brief.

Worthy
I am truly annoyed that, on account of me, your daughter has received
such unworthy treatment.

Albert
What do you mean, my daughter?

Worthy
Is she your wife then?

Albert
She soon will be.

Worthy
My soul is ravished. You couldn't form a better plan. And you do well
to get that viper in hand. All husbands ought to do as you do. Women
today are such coquettes.

Albert
I intend to rule the roost, and not follow the manners of these times.

Scratch
Oh, may you do better! I am so crazy about women and I am delighted
when good souls make use of a little authority from time to time.

Albert (aside)
This boy pleases me; he speaks sensibly.

Worthy
As for me, I see nothing blamable. For a man, without ever being
bothered by suspicions, to be lulled by the promise of a woman, to
count tranquilly on her frail virtue--believing that God has made a
woman faithful--for him alone--is to be a fool. It's necessary to be
watchful at all times. When she scolds, cry louder still--and despite
all the precautions which love causes a man to take--the more refined
he is--the bigger the dupe.

Albert
We are a little devious about these matters--which could easily trap me.
Each day I invent some crafty way of defeating their trickery and
finesse. My word, you'd be wasting your time. Gentlemen, the defenders
of women, debonair husbands, soft courtiers, powdered blondes--and all
those who are searching the town for a woman whose husband gives them
easy access--tell everybody I'm a brute, a jealous husband. In the
depth of my heart, I laugh at them.

Worthy
Because you are jealous, does that mean you are prevented from having
a tender and sensitive heart? Without being a little jealous one
cannot be a lover. They say a jealous man who quarrels without cease
is more a tyrant than a lover to a beautiful woman. Ceaselessly,
agitated by fury or boredom, he takes pleasure in the malady of
another. Insupportable to all, odious to himself, everybody to deceive
him pretends to be extremely pleased, but wishes that it was permitted
to smother him like a raging monster escaped from hell.--That's the
way one ordinarily speaks in the world. But, for me, I take the
contrary position, and say that it's a gallant man who shows so much
love through his jealous transports and sees himself come to life when
yielding to his penchant. In life, one spices up love with a little
jealousy.

Albert
Decidedly, you charm me with your wit, sir. I wish it were all written
down to explain to sots who blame my manner.

Scratch
Let us go in, sir. There, to satisfy you, I will write it all down
without charge.

Albert (stopping him)
I am much obliged to you--I will remember it well. I believe you have
nothing more to say to me. There's your road, sir, good day. I retire.
May heaven maintain you in these fine sentiments and not leave you in
these parts for very long.

(Enter Jenny.)

Jenny
Help, neighbors! What a terrible accident. What a sad adventure. Ah,
heaven, is it possible? The poor Squire Albert--what will become of
you? The blow is mortal. I cannot recall it.

Albert
What's happened?

Jenny
The most terrible disgrace.

Albert
But still, it's better to know what has happened.

Jenny
Arabella--

Worthy
Well, Arabella--?

Jenny
In this instant--quite suddenly--Arabella has gone mad.

Albert
Arabella is crazy?

Worthy
Ah, heaven.

Albert
This is unbelievable.

Jenny
Ah, sir, this misfortune is only too true. When, by your express
order, she had vowed to knit, this cursed locksmith came to irritate
us. So she vowed that these bars and grills to which the locksmith
condemns the window-- At the same time, I swear her eyes rolled and
her suddenly stricken spirit evaporated. She talks extravagantly. She
runs, she creeps, she sings, she dances--she dresses, then she changes
her clothes suddenly--with whatever happens to be at hand, just now,
from your wardrobe, she took your large robe and skull-cap. Then,
taking her guitar, she sings different tunes in strange jargon. In
fact, she's a hundred times worse than I was able to explain. One
can't help crying--and laughing, too.

Worthy
What do I hear? Just heaven.

Albert
What a deadly misfortune.

Jenny (to Albert, accusingly)
You are the sole author of this sad misfortune. That's what comes of
shutting a wench up.

Albert
Cursed precaution and unfortunate bars.

Jenny
I intended to shut her in her chamber for a moment. It caused howlings
hard to describe. She battered the wall with her head from rage. I
said to open everything. No one can stop her. But, I see her coming.
Alas, she changes her manner and dress every moment.

(Enter Arabella, dressed as Scaramouche with a guitar.)

Arabella (singing)
  All night long,
  A mean old tomcat
  Sits watching me on the sly.
  Oh, he's crazy.
  Couldn't he just
  Be made to break his neck?

Worthy
In spite of her illness, Scratch--what a--!

Scratch
I love her more this way than another who is quite sane.

Arabella (singing)
  Couldn't he just
  Be made to break his neck?
(speaking) You're in the same line of work? Musicians, listen: I am as
you, a musician. Vain, very spoiled--but I work for very little money.
A child of do, re, me, fa,--and so on. I'm irritated. From one part of
the world to the other, they speak of my talent. In a certain duo
which I find excellent--'cause it's mine. I wish you'd both tell me
frankly what you think of it.

Albert (alarmed)
Ah, my dear Jenny! She's lost her reason.

Jenny
Who knows better than I? Didn't I tell you so, didn't I tell you that?

(Arabella sings a little prelude.)

Scratch
I like that, sir. Her madness is a little racy.

Albert (concerned)
Her eyes are troubled, and her face is haggard.

Arabella (presenting her hand to Albert, then roughly pulling it away,
while letting Worthy kiss the other)
I love artists! Touch it! Touch it! The tune you will hear is in A
minor. It's my favorite. Music is lively, bizarre, petulant, and very
enjoyable. The movement is light, new, quick and forceful. It sent me
looking, a few days ago to soothe the melancholy humor of a man
confined to bed with paralysis for whom I sang a certain dance. Three
wise doctors came to his house, the nurse, the patient, and an old
apothecary who came to exercise his grave ministry without respect for
his profession took me by the hand and danced till dawn.

Scratch (having conceived the idea for Worthy to grab Arabella's hand
and dance off with her)
Behold a faculty to dance in the round and exit this street all in
step. That'd be nice, sir.

Worthy
What, wretch, you can laugh, seeing her in this frightful disorder?

Arabella
Wait, soft--my musical demon disturbs me, seizes me; I dithyramb. The
hairs on my head stand up in horror. Don't bother the God that puts me
in this fury. I feel that my excitement will reveal itself in tones.
(tossing about and spitting in Albert's face) Pouah! I had a deity in
my throat, or rather in the duo which is in question. You will see
excitement best--and passion. I succeed better in the one and the
other. Here's your part--and you, yours. (giving a paper with music to
Albert and a letter to Worthy, then tosses about and prepares to sing)

Scratch
Let's stand back a bit. I'm afraid of the gods.

Jenny
We'll soon be having a fine chivaree.

Albert
Arabella, my child, your error is extreme. I am Squire Albert, who
cherishes you, who loves you--

Arabella
My God, you're going to sing!

Albert
Oh, very well. I will sing, and if it's your wish, I will dance, too.

Worthy (opening his paper)
A letter, Scratch.

Scratch
Ah heaven, what an adventure. The music maestro learns the scale.

Arabella
There, mark your time--to take part, you start there. Quickly, come
on--one, two, three. (beating time on Albert's head and stamping her
feet angrily) Go, go, barbaric musician. Ignorant by nature. Leave off
baaing. What raucous frog in the midst of his weedy pond gave you your
first singing lesson? Do you give a concert or are you braying or
croaking?

Albert
I told you already, with no intent to annoy, I do not have the honor
to be a musician.

Arabella
Why then, stupid know-nothing, do you come to interrupt a concert when
your very presence causes a bad turn of events and discord? Did one
ever see a donkey try to play clarinet and mix his songs with those of
the tender nightingale? Never did a black crow of ill omen trouble the
strains of an agreeable warbler--and never in the woods did a sinister
owl sing in concert. You are nothing but a sot and never will be
anything else in your whole life.

Scratch
My master will sing his part nicely. I am his guarantee.

Arabella
>From this night forth, he must demonstrate his knowledge in a
serenade. He must make song, quick, lively, and tender--which will
carry me off!

Jenny (to Scratch)
Do you understand?

Scratch
I begin to understand. It's what they call a fugue.

Arabella
Right.

Scratch
A fugue--in music is a powerful morsel which costs a lot. (aside) We
don't have much--

Arabella
We will take care of that. Let nothing else concern you.

Worthy
You will see I am a good performer. And I know how to sing like an
open book.

Arabella (leaving, singing)
  An old tomcat--

Albert
Jenny, follow her--see if it is possible to find some remedy for this
terrible misfortune.

Jenny
My poor mistress! Ah, my heart is so overcome. I believe that I am
going to become mad, too.

(Arabella exits, followed by Jenny and Albert.)

Worthy (standing aside, opening the letter)
They've gone in. Let's read. "You will be surprised by the part I am
taking, but the slavery in which I find myself becomes harder each
day, and I believe it permits me to dare anything. You, on your part,
try to deliver me from the tyranny of a man I hate as much as I love
you." What do you say, I beg you, about all you've seen of this
madness?

Scratch
I admire the resources of feminine wit when it is ignited by the imp
of love.

Worthy
Scratch, this night, without more delay, we must devise some brilliant
scheme which will allow us to free her from such a hard yoke.

Scratch
You intend to carry her off?

Worthy
That would be the quickest and safest way.

Scratch
Agreed. But, doing you a good turn, I fear that--

Worthy
What do you fear?

Scratch
Justice. The law.

Worthy
We've got to marry her.

Scratch
That's understood. You will be married, and I will be hanged.

Worthy
I've got an idea for a plan--you know Lovelace?

Scratch
Certainly.

Worthy
We can take refuge with such a friend. His country house is not far
off. It's with Lovelace, that I intend to choose an exile in leaving
these parts. There, braving the scorn and rage of the jealous would-be
husband--we will prepare, in this place, and we will manage to marry,
and make love--

(Enter Albert.)

Albert
Oh, sir, forgive the boredom which possesses me; I came back to find
some remedy. This is your man?

Worthy
Yes, he is.

Albert
Please tell him to employ himself in aiding me today.

Worthy
And what can he do for you? Speak!

Albert
He deigned, earlier, to inform me of his medical knowledge. He has a
thousand secret cures for many illnesses. Perhaps, he has one for
weak-mindedness?

Scratch
Yes, yes, I have more than one--of those salutary effects. But you
treated me in a manner, rather--

Albert
Ah, sir--

Scratch
To refuse to give a chap the time of day--

Albert
Forgive my error.

Scratch
Nowhere in my life did anyone ever treat me so--not even in Barbary.

Albert (piteously)
Oh, can you see a thing, so charming, put an end to her days, without
giving aid? (to Worthy) Sir, speak for me.

Worthy
Scratch, I beg you, try to cure the evil this pretty lady is suffering
from.

Scratch
For you, once again, I sacrifice my resentment. Yes, I will cure her--
and radically.

Albert
What--you can--?

Scratch
Go in. I am going to search my book for the most appropriate cure. You
will soon see me in operation.

Albert
I cannot express my feeling of obligation. May it be more safe than my
fortune or my life.

(Exit Albert.)

Scratch
Go, I know nothing, and she won't be cured.

Worthy
What made you say that? What happy fate made you become a physician in
his eyes?

Scratch
Word of honor, I know nothing about it. What I can tell you, is that
as soon as I saw him, after he intercepted me, to disguise my plan and
hide myself the better, I told him I was looking for some medicinal
herbs hereabouts, and that I had admirable secret cures for all sorts
of ills, and, in short, could cure, the incurable. And that's exactly
how he made his mistake.

Worth
We must profit by it now. In my heart, I feel the rebirth of hope and
joy. Come, let's consider--and see by what means we can succeed in our
noble project and bring forth your brilliant medicinal art and secret
remedies.

Scratch
Me? I'm ready for anything. But, it's useless to undertake a project
without the first ingredient. We have no money. Who will give us any?

Worthy (showing the letter)
Love will provide for us.

Scratch
Love will provide it? It seems as though billet douxs have become
bills of exchanges. Strange.


CURTAIN



ACT III.


Scene: Same as Act II, later that day towards dusk.


(Enter Worthy.)

Worthy
I keep returning and going over all I intend to do. How can a witty
girl, so reasonable and sensible, when love seizes her, be able to
display her genius and her passion at the very same time? For my part,
I owe it all the consideration love can think of. Scratch is prepared
for all he must do. Some help with money will be necessary for us.

(Enter Albert.)

Albert
I cannot stay in this place a single moment. I come, I go, I run
about. Everything increases my torment. Near her, my wit is troubled
like hers. Her access of madness redoubles every moment. (seeing
Worthy) Ah, sir, am I sufficiently numbered amongst those who are
considered your friends that I can rely on the aid you have promised
me? Will this man who boasted to me of his talents use his experience?
In the state I am in, I ought to consent to anything: when one loves
completely one takes all risks.

Worthy
I take it as a pleasure to do you this good turn. At all times one
ought to do good deeds. Today's patient made me pity her too much for
me not to show you signs of friendship. The man in question will be
here soon. I wanted to test him and understand his knowledge of this
malady. But he spoke to me in terms so precise, explaining to me the
cause and effect, that in all truth, I believe he knows more than
anyone else.

Albert
Sir, what service can equal yours? Heaven itself, effortlessly, sent
this person here--expressly to oblige me.

Worthy
I won't guarantee this profound science. You know that these people
come from all over like Gypsies, carrying treasured remedies for all
sorts of ills. It's much, if they don't claim to have resuscitated the
dead; but if one can judge what he can do from what he told me--this
is the man for your business. He only wants to wait till sundown. If
you wish it, you may test him. Thus, I discharge my duty as a friend.

Albert
Sir, I am persuaded of his merit. Everyday we see how this sort of man
learns secrets from traveling the world over.

(Enter Jenny.)

Jenny
Ah, heaven! You are about to witness another perfect folly. If it
continues, you'll have to tie her up.

(Enter Arabella, her hair is completely grey, her clothes disheveled.)

Arabella
Good day, sweet friends, God protect ye, my children! Well, what is
it? How do you spend your time? May heaven send you health for a long
time, and keep you strong and happy. Sorrow's no good and frets the
spirit. You have to enjoy yourself, and it's I who say it.

Worthy
In spite of her age, I find her charming. One can still look for the
return of youth.

Arabella
Ho! You look at me--you are amazed to find me so young with grey hair.
I feel better than all of you: I take four meals a day, and I read
without glasses. I drink rum, or whatever is available, stale or
fresh. I drink it to the last drop--and I never mix it with water. I
genteelly empty my two bottles.

Jenny
Plague!

Arabella
Yes, truly, some more champagne--without any delay. You can see all my
teeth in my mouth. Do you see, I'll be ninety-eight come Easter?

Jenny
Her youth is the last straw.

Arabella
There's more still. But I am of a green old age. At the age I'm at, I
still don't allow myself any servants--besides, they'd charge me too
much. But, do you see, my friend, do you want me to tell you? People
today, they're shoddy goods--they're not worth anything, and I
wouldn't bend over to pick up the lot of them.

Worthy
Is she often overcome with these vapors?

Albert
Alas, never. She must be bewitched.

Arabella
At my age, I am still worth my weight in gold. My children have done
me wrong. I don't look half my age. If I hadn't been married at
thirteen--to tell you the truth, marriage and childbearing puts an end
to youth. Such great peril. I never can remember having been a child.
To tell you the truth, I was pretty enough. At twenty-seven I had
fourteen children.

Jenny
What fertility! Fourteen!

Arabella
Yes, all swarming. And all boys. I've never had any girls. And you see
others turn out like ours. But (winking) they're rogues who'll turn
out badly. These evil ones wanted to see me in a hospital. Would you
believe that after the death of their late father, they squabbled with
me over my dower rights? A dower earned so legitimately.

Albert
Alas, can one push mental aberration further?

Jenny (aside)
My word, the little baggage plays her role charmingly.

Arabella
I will need a hundred crowns. Lend them me, sir, to pay for expenses
and to bribe the judge in my unfortunate case.

Albert
You dream, my child,--but to satisfy you, I will advance expenses and
make your case my business.

Arabella
If I don't have money today, I'll be in despair.

Albert
But think, child--

Arabella
You're an honest man. Don’t refuse to give me that sum.

Albert
I intend to humor her.

Worthy
You're wise to do so. You shouldn't contradict her directly.

Jenny
If you resist her, she's the type of girl to go throw herself out the
window.

Albert
I agree.

Jenny
I remember that you recently received about a hundred crowns. What
risks is there in falling in with her wishes?

Albert
It's true that, right now, I could take them away from her. (to
Arabella) Here. Here's the money--go. May these hundred crowns give
great success to your law suit.

Arabella
Now I am sure of succeeding in our business. (taking the purse) But
this aid was quite necessary. Give my lawyer this money, Jenny. I
believe he will be diligent in serving me.

Jenny
He will lack nothing.

Worthy
You may be sure, Madame, that I wish to serve you with all my soul.

Arabella
I will go back and return in more decent clothes--to go with you to
solicit the judge in this urgent matter and demand justice. Goodbye.
May, one day, heaven reward you for this service to a widow who is to
be pitied, who has many sorrows, who is set on by rogues.

(Exit Arabella.)

Jenny (to Worthy)
Here's something to speed your business, sir.

Worthy
I will take care of the case. I know what to do.

Albert (to Jenny)
Be careful of the money.

Jenny
Don't be concerned. I am sure, body for body, it is in good hands.

(Exit Jenny.)

Albert
You see how this folly grows. Your man doesn't come, and I'm getting
worried.

Worthy
I don't know what's keeping him. He ought to be here. But, relax, I
see him coming.

(Enter Scratch.)

Albert
Ah! Sir, come. We both await your arrival with impatience.

Scratch
A wise philosopher said elegantly: In all things make haste slowly.
I've been doing research for some time to determine if the malady
whose remedy we are seeking resides in the upper or lower regions.
Hippocrates says yes, but Galen says no. It seems to me, time spent
reconciling these gentlemen isn't wasted.

Albert
Have you discovered, sir, from whence her malady proceeds?

Scratch
I've discovered it--clear as crystal.

Albert
So much the better. You must know that the beautiful patient is
continuously developing some new crisis in her illness. In these
remote parts, there are no doctors. This gentleman has counseled me to
put her in your hands.

Scratch
Without doubt, she'd be better in his. But, I hope to expend my
efforts usefully.

Albert
You have cured these diseases before?

Scratch
Me? Have I cured them? Ah, truly, so I believe. There's a bit of magic
in my art. With three words, that I was taught by a Jew in Arabia, I
cured a child in the Congo, a kid who really had quite a case of
vertigo. I leave it to doctors to practice their science on diseases
which pain the body. The object of my specialty is more noble. It
cures all ills which attack the mind. I wish you were to become manic
now--atrabalious, mad, even hypochondriacal. So as to have the
pleasure of rendering you as wise as I am by tomorrow--and healthy in
body, too.

Albert
Sir, I am obliged to you for such great zeal.

Scratch
Without wasting time, let's go to the beautiful patient.

Albert (stopping him)
No, sir, if you please, there's no need. I am going to take the
trouble to bring her to you.

(Exit Albert.)

Worthy
Everything's going well. Fortune interests herself in our cause. In
your absence Arabella, by means of a beautiful ruse, has figured out
how to extract these hundred crowns from Albert.

Scratch (amazed)
How'd she do that?

Worthy
You'll learn everything in time. Now, we must find a way to save
Arabella, and be off, without losing a moment. We'll only be able to
separate her from this wretch for a single instant. Albert won't leave
her, and even follows her about, so we don't know what to do.

Scratch
Rely on me. I'll manage it! You have wit, I am not stupid--and the
pretended patient understands the merest hint.

Worthy
I am thinking of a way that's very crazy--but who cares? The play will
be better because it will be stronger. We must convince Albert that
with certain words--as you already told him--you can cure her of this
illness--but someone else must take the frenzy. I will offer myself,
so as to be ready for all emergencies. Let me alone after that.

Scratch
But, how do you hope to get Arabella to take part in this plan,
without knowing about it?

Worthy
I will instruct her in all, I give you my word. But, think only of
playing your role well. When Arabella comes back, keep the old man
busy to give me time to explain everything to her. A few words are all
the instruction she'll need. Albert is late--ah, but I see him leaving
the house.

(Enter Albert.)

Albert
God conduct the ship and send it to safe harbor.-- Oh, gentlemen, her
folly increases every moment. A military delusion now torments her.
She's turned her ball dress into a uniform, she's taken up armor,--a
dragoon's helmet and a large scimitar. She speaks only of blood and
combat. My money must serve to raise an army. She wants to draft me.

(Enter Jenny and Arabella. Arabella is in a fantastic military
outfit.)

Arabella
Death--long live war! I cannot remain useless around here. My outfit
is ready. Ah, Marquis, it's fortunate I find you in this place. I've
come to say goodbye to you. I've found money to finance my campaign--
and this very night I leave for Germany!

Albert
Heavens--what mental aberration!

Arabella
By God, officers are wrong to obtain money from the dirty hands of
usurers. Better to intrigue--better to inflate the roster. This fellow
(pointing to Albert) loaned me his money. I hold him to be the
greatest rogue, the worst Jew, the worst dog that one can find in such
affairs. I wish someone would bring me his ears.-- Now, I'm ready to
go serve the king. Nothing's left to do, except for you to go with me.

Worthy
Wherever you go, I will go. (to Albert) It's prudent to humor her.

Arabella
I quit forever the standard of love. Under its banner, I could go far,
someday. I have a thousand endearing qualities--wit, manners. I know
the secret of humbling the proudest woman. But for what? What do you
want of me? I am not made for women. Glory is what I want. This
inhuman Glory, with its brilliant flesh enslaves me. The poor sex can
die of love and boredom before I'll do anything for them.-- No more
delay--I go where Glory calls. Lead my horse, the time is propitious.
Post, run!

Scratch
I won't leave her. I'm ready to follow her into the midst of combat.

(Albert surprises Worthy speaking to Arabella.)

Worthy
I examined her eyes. From what I see, some violent access takes hold
of her, and will be followed by drowsiness. Order an armchair brought
here quickly.

Arabella
Delay me from reaching the field of battle? From tearing victory from
our enemies? Let widows mourn--let lovers cry! Children, follow me,
raise your spirits. I see your courage shine in your faces. Let all
here feel the horror and the carnage. Fix bayonets! Firmly--good. The
rogues don't dare face us. Ah--cowards, you flee-- No--no quarter--
flee. (faints)

Scratch
In a short while, the blood will flow properly again.

Albert (beside himself)
Her wit's gone, without hope of return.

Scratch
Everything's ready. In my opinion, her illness is nothing more than a
repressed humor, an irritated spirit, which is trying to free itself.
Some demon of love has seized her mind.

Albert
What--the poor girl is possessed?

Scratch
This violent demon from which we must save her is very strong and
could take her from us. If I only had a subject in whom I could make
this spirit of madness enter, I could quite answer for it.

Albert
Jenny is a perfect subject. No need to search further. She'll serve
our turn.

Jenny
I kiss your hands--and give you my word, I'll do not such thing. I am
already crazy enough.

Worthy
Hurry up. Her illness augments every minute.

Scratch
Curses. This isn't a child's game. One cannot proceed too carefully.
When a demon gets in a man's body, I can get it out easily enough.
But, in the body of a female, it's quite another matter.

Worthy
To learn today the extent of his skill, I intend to deliver myself to
his care. I begin to doubt the effect. I think he's planning to mock
you and me. I intend to embarrass him.

Scratch
Me? I'll show you, and put you in a state where you cannot talk. Put
yourself beside her. A knee on the ground, and stay put there. Always
keep your gaze fixed on her beautiful eyes--your hand joined straight
to hers. (to Albert) Do you permit him to give her his hand, so the
force of attraction will be very strong?

Albert
Yes, I consent to everything.

Scratch
So much the better. You'll see a surprising effect shortly. (Scratch
makes several passes over the lovers with a wand) Microc--Salaam--
Hippocrata.

Arabella
Heaven--what heavy cloud is lifting from my eyes?

Worthy
What somber vapor is obscuring things around here?

Arabella
What a calm replacing trouble has come over my spirit.

Worthy
What confused tumult redoubles in my feelings? What profound abyss
opens under my feet? What dragon pursues me? Ah, traitor, you will
die--I intend to purge the world of a monster like you.

(Worthy chases Albert about, sword in hand.)

Scratch (coming between them)
Ah, sir, avoid his furious rage. Save yourself, save yourself. Let me
draw some blood and poison from his side. (holding Worthy) From the
violent access with which he's transported, I can see I've given him
too strong a dose.

Worthy
I intend to sacrifice him to my just fury.

Scratch
Don’t you have some strong liquor or spirits to calm this fury? He's
going to escape me.

Albert (drawing his key)
Yes, I have what he needs. Jenny, take my key, go, run upstairs, take
the viol--

Jenny
I'm afraid I'm too upset to do it properly. You'd better go instead.

Scratch
Run--quickly. Would you let a man who has offered to die for you
perish?

Jenny (pushing Albert)
Go, quick--go now!

Albert
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!

(Exit Albert. As soon as Albert leaves, everybody stops and there is a
moment of absolute quiet.)

Worthy
Don't lose any time--let's get out of here. Head for the woods. Albert
won't know which way love has headed us.

Arabella
I put my life and my fate in your hands.

Scratch
Live, live, Scratch--and long live Folly. Let's run cross-country to
meet our fate--and leave Albert all alone here to pour out his rage.

(Exit Worthy, Arabella, Scratch, and Jenny in a wild burst of speed.
After a moment, enter Albert with a phial in his hand.)

Albert
I bring an elixir of astonishing strength.-- But, I don't see anybody.
What suspicion overwhelms me. Jenny! Arabella! Oh, heaven! All is deaf
to my cries. What's become of them? What road have they taken? Where
to run? Thief-- Police! Help! I stagger, I faint, I fall--for this
feigned folly has seduced me, and I alone have lost my wits today.
Here's the ridiculous end of my love. Ah, cursed bottle (throws the
phial) and credulous old man. Come, follow their steps, we won't give
up. Traitorous ravishers--you will be hanged! And you, deceitful sex--
more to be feared than fire, plague, famine, and war--you ought to be
cursed by all men. I consign you forever to the devil. Let him take
you!


CURTAIN





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