(Enter from corridor L. Trilby dressed in her robe of cloth of gold. Her eyes are set, but, with that exception her demeanour is normal. She is smiling and waves her hand in the old friendly way, as though acknowledging the applause of the art students. Svengali at C. opposite). TRILBY Oh, I am so sorry. (L. by table, to an imaginary gathering). (Arranging her hair before I must look my best tonight, for the supper’s an imaginary glass; then half aside, smiling) in honour of Little Billee and me (arranges her hair and the coronet that surrounds it). SVENGALI Always thinking of that miserable little dauber. Gecko! Gecko! (vindictively, aside). This number is ended, my Gecko. We are next on the programme (Cross to R.2 to Gecko) (goes to C. open). (Gecko, after a wistful look at Trilby, goes out L.1 E.). TRILBY (crosses to L. of table R.C. and continues as though at the dinner table of the How you shout, Zouzou! What’s the toast! Mariée.” previous act. L. seated at table). “La I’m to reply? No, I won’t, I can’t, I never made a speech in my life. Little (Confused) Billee must speak for me. SVENGALI Where’s Gecko? What keeps him? (cross to R.2. E. looking round impatiently). TRILBY Mrs. Bagot, is it not? Won’t (suddenly crosses to C. and holds out hand timidly). you take my hand? Won’t you take my hand? (In heartbroken voice) (Turning to R. there meets Svengali who has risen. Hypnotic business by Svengali). Sandy, Sandy dear, you won’t let him give me up. His mother has a gentle voice, but she is unkind to me. Oh, Sandy, you won’t let him give me up. SVENGALI If I could awake her. (L.C.).
(Enter from corridor L. Trilby dressed in her robe of cloth of gold. Her eyes are set, but, with that exception her demeanour is normal. She is smiling and waves her hand in the old friendly way, as though acknowledging the applause of the art students. Svengali at C. opposite). TRILBY (L. by table, to an imaginary gathering). Oh, I am so sorry. (Arranging her hair before an imaginary glass; then half aside, smiling) I must look my best tonight, for the supper’s in honour of Little Billee and me (arranges her hair and the coronet that surrounds it). SVENGALI (vindictively, aside). Always thinking of that miserable little dauber. Gecko! Gecko! (Cross to R.2 to Gecko) This number is ended, my Gecko. We are next on the programme (goes to C. open). (Gecko, after a wistful look at Trilby, goes out L.1 E.). TRILBY (crosses to L. of table R.C. and continues as though at the dinner table of the previous act. L. seated at table). How you shout, Zouzou! What’s the toast! “La Mariée.” (Confused) I’m to reply? No, I won’t, I can’t, I never made a speech in my life. Little Billee must speak for me. SVENGALI (cross to R.2. E. looking round impatiently). Where’s Gecko? What keeps him? TRILBY (suddenly crosses to C. and holds out hand timidly). Mrs. Bagot, is it not? Won’t you take my hand? (In heartbroken voice) Won’t you take my hand? (Turning to R. there meets Svengali who has risen. Hypnotic business by Svengali). Sandy, Sandy dear, you won’t let him give me up. His mother has a gentle voice, but she is unkind to me. Oh, Sandy, you won’t let him give me up. SVENGALI (L.C.). If I could awake her.