The Other Fellow
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Publisher: Date:8/4/2009 - General Books LLC
By: Mary Barnard Horne
Excerpt from book: THE OTHER FELLOW ACT ONE The Conspiracy SCENE.The White Room at Deyncourt Terrace, London, the home of the Aylwards. An octagonal apartment handsomely furnished. A door at L. gives entrance to the dining-room, another, diagonally across L. U. E., opens into a ball-room, and a third at R. u. E. into a conservatory. There is another door at R. , giving access to a reception-room. At R. and L. of the stage are tables with chairs. At c., back, there is a mantelpiece. Other appropriate furniture, draperies, etc., ad libitum. As the curtain rises, Stiles enters from L. with a tablecloth over his arm, followed by Mills with tray bearing coffee-cups, cigarettes, etc. Stiles is a lean old man of seventy or more, very correct in his manner as a butler save when overcome by twinges of rheumatism, which are apt to catch him in the joints at most inopportune moments. Mills is a young footman of eighteen, who manifests the greatest respect for Stiles. Stiles. [Spreading cloth on table R.] Ugh ! there it goes ! Ketchin' me this time on the hip. 7 Mills. Did you speak, Mr. Stiles? Stiles. Me ! No. I've been in sarvice too many years to waste my breathugh! there, it's took me on the other side! Mills. [Setting down tray.] Mr. Stiles, I'm sure you're in pain. Stiles. Very crect.] I niver felt better in my life. I [Screws up his face in agony,,] Mills. Why don't you sit down ? There ain't nobody comin' in here for a bit. Stiles. Young man, you'll be a disgrace to the sarvice, if youugh ! [sits on chair if you begin your career by offering advice to your elders. The main thing to obsarve, if you wish to git on, the main thing, I say, is to keep your eyes open and yer mouth shut. Now lay that table and git out. [mills lays table.] I'm a leetle sor...