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Act I - 08 Act II - 42 Act III - 118 Act IV - 167 Act V - 191 ACT ONECONVENT GARDEN at 11.15 p.m. Torrents of heavy summer rain. Cab whistles blowing frantically in all directions. Pedestrians running for shelter into the mar- ket and under the portico of St Paul’s Church, where there are already several people, among them a lady and her daughter in evening dress. They are all peer- ing out gloomily at the rain, except one man with his back turned to the rest, who seems wholly preoccupied with a notebook in which he is writing. The church clock strikes the first quarter. - THE DAUGHTER (in the space between the central pillars, close tothe one on her left) I’m getting chilled to the bone. What canFreddy be doing all this time? He’s been gone twenty minutes. THE MOTHER (on her daughter’s right) Not so long. But he ought to have got us a cab by this. A BYSTANDER (on the lady’s right) He wont get no cab not until half-past eleven, missus, when they come back after dropping their theatre fares. THE MOTHER But we must have a cab. We cant stand here until half-past eleven. It’s too bad. Act I - 08 Act II - 42 Act III - 118 Act IV - 167 Act V - 191 |