The Green Goddess; A Play in Four Acts
William Archer
Paperback
(TheClassics.us, Sept. 12, 2013)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1921 edition. Excerpt: ... ACT SECOND A spacious and well-proportioned room, opening at the back upon a wide loggia. Beyond the loggia can be seen distant snow-peaks and a strip of sky. Late afternoon light. The room is furnished in a once splendid but now very old-fashioned and faded style. Furniture of black picked out with gold, and upholstered in yellow damask. A great crystal chandelier in the middle of the ceiling, and under it a circular ottoman. Right, a large two-leaved door; left, a handsome marble fireplace, with a mirror over it. Candlesticks with crystal pendants at each end of the mantelpiece, and in the middle a bronze statuette, some eighteen inches high, representing the manyarmed Goddess. A wood fire laid, but unlighted. Near the fireplace, two quite modern saddle-bag armchairs, out of keeping with the stiffness of the remaining furniture. A small table near the door, right, with modern English and French books on it. A handsome gramophone in the corner, right. On the walls, left and right, some very bad paintings of fine-looking Orientals in gorgeous attire. Electric lights. Traherne discovered at back, centre, looking out over the landscape, fie does not go out upon the loggia (which can be entered both right and left without passing through the room) because two turbanned servants are there, under the direction of an old and 28 dignified Major-domo, arranging a luxurious dinner table, with four covers. Traherne stands motionless for a moment. Then enters Crespin by the door, right, ushered in by a servant, who salaams and retires. Crespin Ah, there you are, Doctor. Traherne Turning. Hullo! How did you get on? Crespin All right. Had a capital tub. And you? Traherne Feeling more like a human being. And what about Mrs. Crespin? I hope she's all...