Джек Лондон - Theft - A Play In Four Acts

Margaret

It is a beautiful dream. Were there more like him the dream would come true. After all, it is the dreamers that build and that never die. Perhaps you will find that he is not so easily to be destroyed. But I can't stay and argue with you, father. I simply must go and get my things off.

( To Connie. ) You'll have to receive, dear. I'll be right back.

( Julius Rutland enters. Margaret advances to meet him, shaking his hand. ) You must forgive me for deserting for a moment.

Rutland

( Greeting the others. ) A family council, I see.

Margaret

( On way to exit at rear. ) No; a discussion on dreams and dreamers. I leave you to bear my part.

Rutland

( Bowing. ) With pleasure. The dreamers are the true architects. But – a – what is the dream and who is the dreamer?

Margaret

( Pausing in the doorway. ) The dream of social justice, of fair play and a square deal to everybody. The dreamer – Mr. Knox.

( Rutland is so patently irritated, that Margaret lingers in the doorway to enjoy. )

Rutland

That man! He has insulted and reviled the Church – my calling. He —

Connie

( Interrupting. ) He said the churchmen stole from God. I remember he once said there had been only one true Christian and that He died on the Cross.

Margaret

He quoted that from Nietzsche.

Starkweather

( To Rutland, in quiet glee. ) He had you there.

Rutland

( In composed fury. ) Nietzsche is a blasphemer, sir. Any man who reads Nietzsche or quotes Nietzsche is a blasphemer. It augurs ill for the future of America when such pernicious literature has the vogue it has.

Margaret

( Interrupting, laughing. ) I leave the quarrel in your hands, sir knight. Remember – the dreamer and the dream. ( Margaret makes exit. )

Rutland

( Shaking his head. ) I cannot understand what is coming over the present generation. Take your daughter, for instance. Ten years ago she was an earnest, sincere lieutenant of mine in all our little charities.

Starkweather

Has she given charity up?

Connie

It's settlement work, now, and kindergartens.

Rutland

( Ominously. ) It's writers like Nietzsche, and men who read him, like Knox, who are responsible.

( Senator Dowsett and Mrs. Dowsett enter from rear. )

( Connie advances to greet them. Rutland knows Mrs. Dowsett, and Connie introduces him to Senator Dowsett. )

( In the meantime, not bothering to greet anybody, evincing his own will and way, Starkweather goes across to right front, selects one of several chairs, seats himself, pulls a thin note-book from inside coat pocket, and proceeds to immerse himself in contents of same. ) ( Dowsett and Rutland pair and stroll to left rear and seat themselves, while Connie and Mrs. Dowsett seat themselves at tea-table to left front. Connie rings the bell for Servant. )

Mrs. Dowsett

( Glancing significantly at Starkweather, and speaking in a low voice. ) That's your father, isn't it? I have so wanted to meet him.

Connie

( Softly. ) You know he's peculiar. He is liable to ignore everybody here this afternoon, and get up and go away abruptly, without saying good-bye.

Mrs. Dowsett

( Sympathetically. ) Yes, I know, a man of such large affairs. He must have so much on his mind. He is a wonderful man – my husband says the greatest in contemporary history – more powerful than a dozen presidents, the King of England, and the Kaiser, all rolled into one.

( Servant enters with tea urn and accessories, and Connie proceeds to serve tea, all accompanied by appropriate patter – "Two lumps?" "One, please." "Lemon;" etc. )

( Rutland and Dowsett come forward to table for their tea, where they remain. )

( Connie, glancing apprehensively across at her father and debating a moment, prepares a cup for him and a small plate with crackers, and hands them to Dowsett, who likewise betrays apprehensiveness. )

Connie

Take it to father, please, senator.

( Note: – Throughout the rest of this act, Starkweather is like a being apart, a king sitting on his throne. He divides the tea function with Margaret. Men come up to him and speak with him. He sends for men. They come and go at his bidding. The whole attitude, perhaps unconsciously on his part, is that wherever he may be he is master. This attitude is accepted by all the others; forsooth, he is indeed a great man and master. The only one who is not really afraid of him is Margaret; yet she gives in to him in so far as she lets him do as he pleases at her afternoon tea. ) ( Dowsett carries the cup of tea and small plate across stage to Starkweather. Starkweather does not notice him at first. )

Connie

( Who has been watching. ) Tea, father, won't you have a cup of tea?

( Through the following scene between Starkweather and Dowsett, the latter holds cup of tea and crackers, helplessly, at a disadvantage. At the same time Rutland is served with tea and remains at the table, talking with the two women. )

Starkweather

( Looking first at Connie, then peering into cup of tea. He grunts refusal, and for the first time looks up into the other man's face. He immediately closes note-book down on finger to keep the place. ) Oh, it's you. Dowsett.

( Painfully endeavoring to be at ease. ) A pleasure, Mr. Starkweather, an entirely unexpected pleasure to meet you here. I was not aware you frequented frivolous gatherings of this nature.

Starkweather

( Abruptly and peremptorily. ) Why didn't you come when you were sent for this morning?

Dowsett

I was sick – I was in bed.

Starkweather

That is no excuse, sir. When you are sent for you are to come. Understand? That bill was reported back. Why was it reported back? You told Dobleman you would attend to it.

Dowsett

It was a slip up. Such things will happen.

Starkweather

What was the matter with that committee? Have you no influence with the Senate crowd? If not, say so, and I'll get some one who has.

Dowsett

( Angrily. ) I refuse to be treated in this manner, Mr. Starkweather. I have some self-respect —

( Starkweather grunts incredulously. ) Some decency —

( Starkweather grunts. ) A position of prominence in my state. You forget, sir, that in our state organization I occupy no mean place.

Starkweather

( Cutting him off so sharply that Dowsett drops cup and saucer. ) Don't you show your teeth to me. I can make you or break you. That state organization of yours belongs to me.

( Dowsett starts – he is learning something new. To hide his feelings, he stoops to pick up cup and saucer. ) Let it alone! I am talking to you.

( Dowsett straightens up to attention with alacrity. ) ( Connie, who has witnessed, rings for Servant. ) I bought that state organization, and paid for it. You are one of the chattels that came along with the machine. You were made senator to obey my orders. Understand? Do you understand?

Dowsett

( Beaten. ) I – I understand.