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At Last Forgotten Books
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Excerpt from At Last: A Temperance Drama, in Three Acts Scene First - Royal street - first grooves - the sign "Grape Vine" prominent - enter Scranton, L., whistling, and toying with his watch chain, in a careless manner at C. - looks down the street - whistles very loud - whistle is answered - lights a cigar, as he does so Morgan enters L., smoking. Scran. Howd'y do, Bill, feeling well this morning? Mor. (yawns) Why, yes, I believe I do. Scran. Havn't seen any thing of Wren, have you? Mor. No, that is not since last night. Scran. Wish I could see him. Mor. If I see him, I'll make it a point to tell him that you wish to see him. Scran. I'd be much obliged to you, Bill, if you would. Mor. Do you wish to see him particularly? Scran. No. Mor. If you did, why, I would say that you would not have long to wait, for as the old saying is, "speak of the devil and -" Enter Wren, R. Wren. Good morning, gentlemen. Scran. Mor. Good morning. Wren. Rather cool this morning. Mor. Yes, rather chilly. Wren. Let's have a drink. Scran. Just what I was about to propose. Mor. I'm agreeable. Wren. Come on then. (exeunt R. - scene changes to Scene Second - Interior of the Grape Vine - table with four chairs around it, R. - ditto, L. - Hans behind counter, R., wiping glasses and smoking a huge pipe. Hans. Mine gootnsss alive, what ish der matter mit der fellers in dis town, anyhow? I vash coomed here tinkin' I vas makes my fortune, und I don't make so much as my meat. Dey vas told me, dem rebs vas drink like a camel; but I don't can see why dey vas say so. Dey don't coom here, I vonder vats der matter? Enter Scranton, Morgan and Wren, R. How you vas, shentlemen. (flies around smartly) Vat can I do for der shentlemens dis morning. (Scranton and party seat themselves at table, R. Mor. Here old lager-head, bring us a bottle of wine, and be quick about it, I'm as dry as - Hans. Now you big fools, look here, I yoost tole you dat my name ish not lauger-head; but Hans Christopher. Mor. Why, you infer - Hans. Und if you vas call me oud from my name, I vas yoost throw you der sidewalk oud. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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