for yourself elsewhere: that is the essential point, isn’t it?
Mangan
Surrendering. All right: all right. I’m done. Have it your own way. Only let me alone. I don’t know whether I’m on my head or my heels when you all start on me like this. I’ll stay. I’ll marry her. I’ll do anything for a quiet life. Are you satisfied now?
Ellie
No. I never really intended to make you marry me, Mr. Mangan. Never in the depths of my soul. I only wanted to feel my strength: to know that you could not escape if I chose to take you.
Mangan
Indignantly. What! Do you mean to say you are going to throw me over after my acting so handsome?
Lady Utterword
I should not be too hasty, Miss Dunn. You can throw Mr. Mangan over at any time up to the last moment. Very few men in his position go bankrupt. You can live very comfortably on his reputation for immense wealth.
Ellie
I cannot commit bigamy, Lady Utterword.
Exclaiming all together.
Mrs. Hushabye
Lady Utterword
Mangan
Hector
Bigamy! Whatever on earth are you talking about, Ellie?
Bigamy! What do you mean, Miss Dunn?
Bigamy! Do you mean to say you’re married already?
Bigamy! This is some enigma.
Ellie
Only half an hour ago I became Captain Shotover’s white wife.
Mrs. Hushabye
Ellie! What nonsense! Where?
Ellie
In heaven, where all true marriages are made.
Lady Utterword
Really, Miss Dunn! Really, Papa!
Mangan
He told me I was too old! And him a mummy!
Hector
Ellie
Yes: I, Ellie Dunn, give my broken heart and my strong sound soul to its natural captain, my spiritual husband and second father.
She draws the Captain’s arm through hers, and pats his hand. The Captain remains fast asleep.
Mrs. Hushabye
Oh, that’s very clever of you, pettikins. Very clever. Alfred, you could never have lived up to Ellie. You must be content with a little share of me.
Mangan
Snifflng and wiping his eyes. It isn’t kind—His emotion chokes him.
Lady Utterword
You are well out of it, Mr. Mangan. Miss Dunn is the most conceited young woman I have met since I came back to England.
Mrs. Hushabye
Oh, Ellie isn’t conceited. Are you, pettikins?
Ellie
I know my strength now, Hesione.
Mangan
Brazen, I call you. Brazen.
Mrs. Hushabye
Tut, tut, Alfred: don’t be rude. Don’t you feel how lovely this marriage night is, made in heaven? Aren’t you happy, you and Hector? Open your eyes: Addy and Ellie look beautiful enough to please the most fastidious man: we live and love and have not a care in the world. We women have managed all that for you. Why in the name of common sense do you go on as if you were two miserable wretches?
Captain Shotover
I tell you happiness is no good. You can be happy when you are only half alive. I am happier now I am half dead than ever I was in my prime. But there is no blessing on my happiness.
Ellie
Her face lighting up. Life with a blessing! that is what I want. Now I know the real reason why I couldn’t marry Mr. Mangan: there would be no blessing on our marriage. There is a blessing on my broken heart. There is a blessing on your beauty, Hesione. There is a blessing on your father’s spirit. Even on the lies of Marcus there is a blessing; but on Mr. Mangan’s money there is none.
Mangan
I don’t understand a word of that.
Ellie
Neither do I. But I know it means something.
Mangan
Don’t say there was any difficulty about the blessing. I was ready to get a bishop to marry us.
Mrs. Hushabye
Isn’t he a fool, pettikins?
Hector
Fiercely. Do not scorn the man. We are all fools.
Mazzini, in pyjamas and a richly colored silk dressing gown, comes from the house, on Lady Utterword’s side.
Mrs. Hushabye
Oh! here comes the only man who ever resisted me. What’s the matter, Mr. Dunn? Is the house on fire?
Mazzini
Oh, no: nothing’s the matter: but really it’s impossible to go to sleep with such an interesting conversation going on under one’s window, and on such a beautiful night too. I just had to come down and join you all. What has it all been about?
Mrs. Hushabye
Oh, wonderful things, soldier of freedom.
Hector
For example, Mangan, as a practical business man, has tried to undress himself and has failed ignominiously; whilst you, as an idealist, have succeeded brilliantly.
Mazzini
I hope you don’t mind my being like this, Mrs. Hushabye. He sits down on the campstool.
Mrs. Hushabye
On the contrary, I could wish you always like that.
Lady Utterword
Your daughter’s match is off, Mr. Dunn. It seems that Mr. Mangan, whom we all supposed to be a man of property, owns absolutely nothing.
Mazzini
Well, of course I knew that, Lady Utterword. But if people believe in him and are always giving him money, whereas they don’t believe in me and never give me any, how can I ask poor Ellie to depend on what I can do for her?
Mangan
Don’t you run away with this idea that I have nothing. I—
Hector
Oh, don’t explain. We understand. You have a couple of thousand pounds in exchequer bills, 50,000 shares worth tenpence a dozen, and half a dozen tabloids of cyanide of potassium to poison yourself with when you are found out. That’s the reality of your millions.
Mazzini
Oh no, no, no. He is quite honest: the businesses are genuine and perfectly legal.
Hector
Disgusted. Yah! Not even a great swindler!
Mangan
So you think. But I’ve been too many for some honest men, for all that.
Lady Utterword
There is no pleasing you, Mr. Mangan. You are determined to be neither rich nor poor, honest nor dishonest.
Mangan
There you go again. Ever since I came into this silly house I have been made to look like a fool, though I’m as good a man in this
Lady Utterword
Mangan
Hector
Quoting Shelley.
“Their altar the grassy earth outspreads
And their priest the muttering wind.”
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