nister" on February 14, 1891, in the very zenith
of its success, while a further long run was still to be reasonably
expected. This play has not yet been seen in the provinces, but Mr.
Augustin Daly has arranged to produce it, with his famous company, at
his theatre in New York early in the present month.

MALCOLM C. SALAMAN.

_January 1892._

_THE PERSONS OF THE PLAY_

RIGHT HON. SIR JULIAN TWOMBLEY, G.C.M.G.,
M.P., _Secretary of State for the * * * Department_

LADY TWOMBLEY

BROOKE TWOMBLEY, _their son_

IMOGEN, _their daughter_

DOWAGER COUNTESS OF DRUMDURRIS

LADY EUPHEMIA VIBART, _her daughter_

EARL OF DRUMDURRIS

COUNTESS OF DRUMDURRIS

VISCOUNT ABERBROTHOCK, _their son_

LADY MACPHAIL

MACPHAIL OF BALLOCHEEVIN, _her son_

VALENTINE WHITE, _Lady Twombley's nephew_

HON. MRS. GAYLUSTRE, _trading as Mauricette et Cie.,
17a Plunkett Street, Mayfair_

MR. JOSEPH LEBANON

MR. MELTON

THE MUNKITTRICK

MISS MUNKITTRICK

PROBYN

ANGELE

_THE FIRST ACT_

DEBT

_THE SECOND ACT_

DIFFICULTIES

_THE THIRD ACT_

DISASTER

_THE FOURTH ACT_

DANCING

THE CABINET MINISTER

THE FIRST ACT.

DEBT

The scene is a conservatory built and decorated in Moorish style, in the
house of the RT. HON. SIR JULIAN TWOMBLEY, M.P., Chesterfield Gardens,
London. A fountain is playing, and tall palms lend their simple elegance
to the elaborate Algerian magnificence of the place. The drawing-rooms
are just beyond the curtained entrances. It is a May afternoon.

BROOKE TWOMBLEY, a good-looking but insipid young man of about
two-and-twenty, faultlessly dressed for the afternoon, enters, and sits
dejectedly, turning over some papers.

BROOKE TWOMBLEY.

I've done it. Such an afternoon's work--what! [Reading.] "Schedule of
the Debts of Mr. Brooke Twombley. [Turning over sheet after sheet.]
Tradesmen. Betting Transactions. Baccarat. Miscellaneous Amusements.
Sundries. Extras."

[PROBYN, a servant in powder and livery, is crossing the conservatory,
when he sees BROOKE.]

PROBYN.

Oh, Mr. Brooke.

BROOKE TWOMBLEY.

[Slipping the schedule into his pocket.] Eh!

PROBYN.

I didn't know you were in, sir. Her ladyship told me to give you this,
Mr. Brooke--quietly.

[He hands BROOKE a letter which he has taken from his pocket.]

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