... . By F rank Richardson. SCENE: The Commercial Room of the Stagg and Mant'e, Brightbourne. (Discovered the Groanophone, a sort of exaggerated ear trumpet, surrounded by intelligent and interested spectators.) Operator continuing Pronounced by statesmen, politicians, not to mention members of Parliament, the best instrument of its class on the market. Now, gentlemen, a parody of The Village ...

... ALLINVAINE AND YFORGETTE. By Frank Richardson. Being an English Version of Aglavaine and Selysetle, by Maurice Maeterlinck, the Belgian Hall Caine. Publisher's Note. Of this work three copies (numbered 1 3) have been printed on Japanese paper for America, also one on American paper for Japan unnumbered PERSONAGES Allinvaine. Y FORGETTE. Migraine, a person or persons unknown. CrEme de Menthe, ...

... DRAMATIC DIALOGUES. BY FRANK RICHARDSON. M ...

... CHRISTIAN SCIENCE. BY FRANK RICHARDSON. ACT I. SCENE The dining-room at 48, Deanery Street, Mayfair. Lord Walter Gayford has made very little headway with his breakfast. He is a good-looking, good- natured young man whose hideous past is still going on. He is reading the Daily Mail with a pained expression as though attempting to solve a break fast-table problem. Lady Walter, a charming ...

... Tib Connfomimdlainigf f Hlh aa ClimIL99 By Fo MSIbsirdlsinio It is four o'clock on a sloppy afternoon and the omnibus going from Victoria to the Royal Oak is fairly full of people who stand in no important relation to modern life. Several women are discussing their private affairs with so much candour that it is evident that they regard the interior of an omnibus as possessing the invialable ...

... DRAMATIC DIALOGUES. BY FRANK RICHARDSON. -Y George. It is Sunday afternoon and F. R. is in his study quietly reading about radium in his Encyclopaedia Britannica after the manner of the average English gentleman. Mr. Grossmith is announced. Enter G. G. Junior in completely comic kit. His top hat has been designed by an architect, not a hatter. He wears a gent's frontlcss morning coat, a ...

... DRAMATIC DIALOGUES. BY FRANK RICHARDSON. VEo Ms5. 1. Bo EirvSini^o Mr. H. B. Irving and F. R. arc dining together on Sunday night in the coffee-room of a club in St. James's Street, one of the few remaining clubs that do not attempt to look like restaurants. The atmosphere is sombre but comfortable. The red shades on the silver candlesticks throw a pink light on the wan face of the actor and ...

... Mesft OuhpCo IRiicIhiaiSPdlsoEtu SCENE The smoking-room of the Junior United Nonentities Club in the late afternoon. Various members are scattered about on the cosy red-leather chairs. Some arc taking tea in a marked manner. Others arc drinking lemon squashes with an enthusiasm that suggests the consumption of gin ar.d ginger-beer. Others, again, are sleeping ostentatiously at their fellow ...

... Qoodlwoodl IniospEtlsillMy--- A Tlhigiinilllggpivnimgfo STANZA I. S. E. G.( ruminating happily): Confounded little scoundrel that, eh? T. E. G. (languidly): Our host? Yes, terrible fellah! S. E. G. Do you suppose his wife knew all about him T. E. G. Oh yes everybody knew about that last affair of his. Shocking bad form the. way he conducted that. S. E. G. who apparently hears of the affair for ...

... Tib (CiryEini^ Qmgtbini0 Ccsara SfaMnailtiosSo In the portly and dignified smoking-room of the Garrick Club, Blaby, of the Daily Telephone/' Leek, the father of first-nighters, and Murrow, the epigrammatist, are sitting round the fire. BLABY (with a smile in which patronage and reproof do not mix well): Well, Murrow, and how's the new play going? MURROW (lightly): We are both doing well, ...

... DRAMATIC DIALOGUES. BY FRANK RICHARDSON. BJo. 50„-- Tlhe SiSsag ff Cs=ainao Mr. W. L. Abingdon, the most eminent theatrical villain of our day, is walking up the Haymarket. There is a scowl on his clean-shaven face. The passers-by shrink from him. But the scowl is not caused by the mental incubation of crime; he is merely reflecting on what will win the three o'clock race. Police constables on ...

... g mi, I iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I Illllllllllll 1 1 1 1 1 1 II 1 1 1 1 1 1 M II M 1 1 II 1 1 1 1 M 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 U I I I By Mostyn. T. Pigott. SCENE: A carriage in a train fairly full of holiday- makers. On the platform are crowds of people who have apparently no desire to enter this or any other train. In a corner facing the engine sits a tired- eyed serious man just off to the country for a ...