Dear Brutus by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
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MATEY. He says he is all that is left of Merry England: that little man. MABEL (who has brothers). Lob? I think there is a famous cricketer called Lob. MRS. COADE. Wasn't there a Lob in Shakespeare? No, of course I am thinking of Robin Goodfellow. LADY CAROLINE. The names are so alike. JOANNA. Robin Goodfellow was Puck. MRS. COADE (with natural elation). That is what was in my head. Lob was another name for Puck. JOANNA. Well, he is certainly rather like what Puck might have grown into if he had forgotten to die. And, by the way, I remember now he does call his flowers by the old Elizabethan names. MATEY. He always calls the Nightingale Philomel, miss--if that is any help. ALICE (who is not omniscient). None whatever. Tell me this, did he specially ask you all for Midsummer week? (They assent.) MATEY (who might more judiciously have remained silent). He would! |
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