Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, May 2, 1891 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 40 pages of information about Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, May 2, 1891.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, May 2, 1891 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 40 pages of information about Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, May 2, 1891.

George.  Puff!  I am hot, HEDDA.  I’ve been looking into LOeVBORG’s new book.  Wonderfully thoughtful—­confound him!  But I must go and dress for your party, Judge. [He goes out.

Hedda.  I wish I could get TESMAN to take to politics, Judge.  Couldn’t he be a Cabinet Minister, or something?

Brack.  H’m!

    [A short pause; both look at one another, without speaking. 
    Enter GEORGE, in evening dress, with gloves.

George.  It is afternoon, and your party is at half-past seven—­but I like to dress early.  Fancy that!  And I am expecting LOeVBORG.

    [EJLERT LOeVBORG comes in from the hall; he is worn and pale,
    with red patches on his cheek-bones, and wears an elegant
    perfectly new visiting-suit, and black gloves.

George.  Welcome! (Introduces him to BRACK.) Listen—­I have got your new book, but I haven’t read it through yet.

Loevborg.  You needn’t—­it’s rubbish. (Takes a packet of MSS. out.) This isn’t.  It’s in three parts; the first about the civilising forces of the future, the second about the future of the civilising forces, and the third about the forces of the future civilisation.  I thought I’d read you a little of it this evening?

Brack and George (hastily).  Awfully nice of you—­but there’s a little party this evening—­so sorry we can’t stop!  Won’t you come too?

Hedda.  No, he must stop and read it to me and Mrs. ELVSTED instead.

George.  It would never have occurred to me to think of such clever things!  Are you going to oppose me for the Professorship, eh?

Loevborg (modestly).  No; I shall only triumph over you in the popular judgment—­that’s all!

George.  Oh, is that all?  Fancy!  Let us go into the back drawing-room and drink cold punch.

Loevborg.  Thanks—­but I am a reformed character, and have renounced cold punch—­it is poison.

    [GEORGE and BRACK go into the back-room and drink punch,
    whilst HEDDA shows LOeVBORG a photograph album in the front.

Loevborg (slowly, in a low tone).  HEDDA GABLER! how could you throw yourself away like this!—­Oh, is that the ORTLER Group?  Beautiful!—­Have you forgotten how we used to sit on the settee together behind an illustrated paper, and—­yes, very picturesque peaks—­I told you all about how I had been on the loose?

Hedda.  Now, none of that, here!  These are the Dolomites.—­Yes, I remember; it was a beautiful fascinating Norwegian intimacy—­but it’s over now.  See, we spent a night in that little mountain village, TESMAN and I!

Loevborg.  Did you, indeed?  Do you remember that delicious moment when you threatened to shoot me down—­(tenderly)—­I do!

Hedda (carelessly).  Did I?  I have done that to so many people.  But now all that is past, and you have found the loveliest consolation in dear, good, little Mrs. ELVSTED—­ah, here she is! (Enter Mrs. ELVSTED.) Now, THEA, sit down and drink up a good glass of cold punch.  Mr. LOeVBORG is going to have some.  If you don’t, Mr. LOeVBORG, GEORGE and the Judge will think you are afraid of taking too much if you once begin.

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