(Leads her to chair L. of table L.C.). But it is too late. My life has passed into hers. And every note she sings I know that it is killing both her and me. GECKO There is yet five minutes. But I have (enter from R.I.E. excited. Crosses to Svengali). met—the Duke, what you call him? Zouzou, and he tells me the Angliches” will be “trios in the audience. SVENGALI All three? (eagerly). All three. (above Svengali R.3). SVENGALI. Hast thou found me, oh mine enemy? Then, tonight, she shall (Cross to R.3 E.) sing like a nightingale. I will pour my passion into her heart if it makes my own stand still. She shall sing tonight as she (Hand to heart, pause, as if controlling his emotion) never sang before. GECKO You have been making her work too hard. (behind Svengali, L. of him). (Trilby SVENGALI Have I spared myself? Did I not fall down in a fit in the streets of (at R.3 E.). Prague? Would any doctor alive allow that I had a year to live? TRILBY Svengali, do not be cross with me. I am (her hands behind her foot raised on stool). doing my best. Oh, do not be cross with me. (Weeping softly) (Putting up arm as if to Do not beat me. ward off blow) GECKO You have beaten her? (L. of Svengali, threatening him). SVENGALI Silence, dog. (by window. Snarling). TRILBY. You call me names, horrid names, but how can it touch that note? Don’t be cross with me. Don’t call me names. Don’t beat (Shrinking) (Putting up arm as before) …
(Leads her to chair L. of table L.C.). But it is too late. My life has passed into hers. And every note she sings I know that it is killing both her and me. GECKO (enter from R.I.E. excited. Crosses to Svengali). There is yet five minutes. But I have met—the Duke, what you call him? Zouzou, and he tells me the “trios Angliches” will be in the audience. SVENGALI (eagerly). All three? (above Svengali R.3). All three. SVENGALI. Hast thou found me, oh mine enemy? (Cross to R.3 E.) Then, tonight, she shall sing like a nightingale. I will pour my passion into her heart if it makes my own stand still. (Hand to heart, pause, as if controlling his emotion) She shall sing tonight as she never sang before. GECKO (behind Svengali, L. of him). You have been making her work too hard. (Trilby SVENGALI (at R.3 E.). Have I spared myself? Did I not fall down in a fit in the streets of Prague? Would any doctor alive allow that I had a year to live? TRILBY (her hands behind her foot raised on stool). Svengali, do not be cross with me. I am doing my best. (Weeping softly) Oh, do not be cross with me. (Putting up arm as if to ward off blow) Do not beat me. GECKO (L. of Svengali, threatening him). You have beaten her? SVENGALI (by window. Snarling). Silence, dog. TRILBY. You call me names, horrid names, but how can it touch that note? Don’t be cross with me. (Shrinking) Don’t call me names. (Putting up arm as before) Don’t beat …
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