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EMLYN WILLIAMS
NIGHT MUST FALL
A PLAY IN THREE ACTS
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA BY THE VAN REES PRESS
THE CHARACTERS
THE LORD CHIEF JUSTICE MRS. BRAMSON OLIVIA GRAYNE Her niece HUBERT LAURIE NURSE LIBBY MRS. TERENCE Mrs. Bramson's cook DORA PARKOE Her maid INSPECTOR BELSIZE DAN
BEFORE THE PLAY
The Court of Criminal Appeal
ACT I: A morning in October.
ACT II SCENE I: An afternoon twelve days later. SCENE II: Late afternoon, two days later.
BEFORE THE PLAY
ACT I
MRS. BRAMSON : Go on.
MRS. BRAMSON : Now that's what I call a beautiful character.
MRS. BRAMSON: Sh!
NURSE: Sorry.
OLIVIA : "'Thank God,' inwardly breathed Miss Corny.... 'Forgive me,' she said loudly and in agitation. 'I want to see Archibald,' whispered Lady Isabel."
HUBERT: No, you don't.
MRS. BRAMSON : Olivia!
OLIVIA: Yes, auntie?
MRS. BRAMSON : You're not skipping, are you?
OLIVIA: Am I?
OLIVIA: Perhaps there were two pages stuck together.
MRS. BRAMSON: Doctor's orders. You know every mouthful's agony to me.
HUBERT : There's a man here in Weston-super-Mare who stood on his head for twenty minutes for a bet, and he hasn't come to yet.
MRS. BRAMSON : I thought this morning I'd never be able to face the day.
MRS. BRAMSON: I've had a relapse since then. My heart's going like anything. Give me a chocolate.
NURSE: How does it feel?
MRS. BRAMSON: Don't you dictate to me about my body. Nobody here understands my body or anything else about me. As for sympathy, I've forgotten the meaning of the word. What's the matter with your face?
OLIVIA : I--I really don't know.
MRS. BRAMSON: It's as long as my arm.
OLIVIA : I'm afraid it's made like that.
MRS. BRAMSON: What are you walking up and down for? What's the matter with you? Aren't you happy here?
OLIVIA: It's a bit lonely, but I'll get used to it.
NURSE: Will that be all for to-day?
MRS. BRAMSON: I suppose it'll have to be.
NURSE : Well, I've that confined lady still waiting in Shepperley. Toodle-oo!
MRS. BRAMSON: Mind you call again Wednesday. In case my neuritis sets in again.
NURSE : I will that. And if paralysis pops up, let me know. Toodle-oo!
MRS. BRAMSON: You know, you mustn't think just because this house is lonely you're going to get a rise in salary. Oh, no.... I expect you've an idea I'm worth a good bit of money, haven't you?... It isn't my money you're after, is it?
OLIVIA : I'm sorry, but my sense of humour can't stand the strain. I'll have to go.
MRS. BRAMSON: Can you afford to go?
OLIVIA : You know I can't.
MRS. BRAMSON: Then don't talk such nonsense. Clear the breakfast things.
: Sense of humour indeed, never heard of such a thing....
OLIVIA : Mrs. Terence, will you clear away?
MRS. BRAMSON: You wait, my girl. Pride comes before a fall. Won't catch a husband with your nose in the air, you know.
OLIVIA: I don't want a husband.
MRS. BRAMSON: Don't like men, I suppose? Never heard of them, I suppose? Don't believe you. See?
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