George Bernard Shaw

“ Lord Worthington by name, this morning came
With honeyed words beseeching me to mount
His four-in-hand, and to the country hie
To see some English sport. Being by nature
Frank as a child, I fell into the snare,
But took so long to dress that the design
Failed of its full effect ; for not until
The final round we reached the horrid scene.
Be silent all ; for now I do approach
My tragedy's catastrophe. Know, then. ”

“ Enter Policeman POLICEMAN. Asking your ladyship to pardon me
For this intrusion, might I be so bold
As ask a question of your people here
Concerning the Queen's peace?
LYDIA. My people here Are but a footman and a simple maid; And both have craved a holiday to join Some local festival. ”

“ LORD woRTHiNGTON. Oh, change that title for the sweeter one Of Lady Worthington.
CASHEL. Unhappy man, You know not what you do.
LYDIA. Nay, tis a match Of most auspicious promise. Dear Lord Worthington, You tear from us our mother-in-law—
CASHEL. Ha! True.
LYDIA.—but we will make the sacrifice. [She blushes: At least she very prettily produces blushing's effect.]
ADELAIDE. My lord : I do accept you.
[They embrace. Rejoicings.] CASHEL [aside] It wrings my heart to see my noble backer
Lay waste his future thus. The world's a chessboard. ”