espects,
and he has always heretofore cut up the ducks at
the harvest feast.
{Kate.} Well?
{Rob.} Father's mortally fond of duck, but he
always cut 'em up fairly and friendly.
{Kate.} Yes?
{Rob.} My best respects to you, Squire, and as I
come, in place of father, I hope you'll make no
difference. Good day to ye, Squire.
_(He goes off through archway. Kate rises, goes
up C., and down L., C.)_
{Kate.} Thank you, Gilbert, for thinking so much
of to-morrow.
{Gil.} _(looking at her earnestly)_ Don't name it,
Squire.
{Kate.} _(awkwardly)_ The summer's over--the
winds are getting quite cold--good afternoon, Gilbert.
_(Kate takes shawl off stone and goes towards steps,
where Gilbert intercepts her.)_
{Gil.} Squire!
{Kate.} Yes?
{Gil.} Will you listen to me?
{Kate.} _(L. C.)_ Business?
{Gil.} _(R. of her)_ The business of my life.
{Kate.} Oh, Gilbert! Again? _(sits)_
{Gil.} _(puts gun down R., of archway)_ Squire--
Squire Kate, I--I can't take "no" for an answer.
{Kate.} Are you a strong man or a weak one?
{Gil.} Strong enough to keep from drink and
gambling, when you make me mad; weak enough to
crawl about this place for the sake of a look from
you. Strong enough to love you with all my soul;
weak enough not to hate you for wrecking my life.
{Kate.} Don't talk fiddle-de-dee nonsense about
your life being wrecked. Gilbert, we were children
together, we were lad and lass together, and perhaps,
if we both live, we may be old people together--but
we mustn't be man and woman together; it doesn't
answer. Now, tell me, what are you supposed to be
on my land?
{Gil.} Folks call me the bailiff, but I'm more of a
handyman. I work for Squire Kate, my dear
master--and I love Squire Kate, my dear mistress.
{Kate.} Then take a word of advice--cut yourself
adrift from Squire Kate's apron strings. _(Gilbert
turns away)_ When my father, John Verity, died,
and left his girl alone in the world, you helped me
out of debt and difficulty; but all the skill on earth
can never squeeze more than bread and butter out
of this dear broken-down old place. _(she rises)_ So
go away where there's a world for you, a world to
work in and a world to li
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