'Gold' An alchemical adventure.A play by Andrew Dallmeyer
Act I. Scene 2.
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SCENE 2 A Street in Port Seton Various passers by. Enter Seton. He walks like a man who is unfamiliar with the outside world. Various passers by. Enter Auld Mrs. Nesbitt. MRS. NESBITT (to Seton) Aye, aye, aye. And how are ye keepin' son, eh? How's yoursel'? SETON I thank you Mrs. Nesbitt. I am in good health. And how are you this day? MRS. NESBITT To tell you the honest truth I'm no that weill, son, I'm no that weill. SETON I am sorry to hear that Mrs. Nesbitt. MRS. NESBITT I'm sufferin' somethin' michty wi' ma legs. They're aye up tae somethin' agin ma will. Only the other day I was oot fur a shank when they just went frae under us, just like that. Ma left lug's mairtyrin', ma back's playin' me up and ma fourth son's had his heid choppit aff fur stealin' yin o' Mister Johnestoun's Yetholm yews. That apairt I canne complain. How's your brither keepin' son? SETON Brother? MRS. NESBITT Aye. Your brither. SETON But I have no brother MRS. NESBITT Eh? SETON I have no brother Mrs. Nesbitt. MRS. NESBITT Oh. How's that? Are ye not Mister Heriot then? SETON No. I am Alexander Seton MRS. NESBITT Seton, eh? Aye, so ye are tae, so ye are. I was thinkin' ye was somebody else, son. I was thinkin' ye was Heriot. Aye, Aye, aye, Weil, there ye go. I'll mebe see ye later son. (Exit Mrs. Nesbitt) (Various passers-by, including a young girl in great distress. A few seconds later an older man (her father) enters, in hot pursuit. Enter two youths, their manner is threatening and belligerent.) 1st YOUTH Oy, oy, oy. Watch us Erchie! See us! (They move to Seton and stand on either side of him.) 1st YOUTH Do ye want yir hurdies thrapplin', eh? (the boys giggle and snigger) 2nd YOUTH Do ye want yir hurdies yokin' in? SETON I regret to have to say it, but your meaning escapes me. 1st YOUTH Eh? SETON No doubt it is highly amusing. 1st YOUTH Did ye hear that Erchie? 'Highly amusing'. What did ye think o' that? 2nd YOUTH Aye. He's a man o' perts awricht. 1st YOUTH Gi' us a peek o' yir whang man. 2nd YOUTH Aye. Gi' us a peek o' yir whang. (they giggle) SETON Go away you idle, stupid boys or else I shall wap your ears for you. 1st YOUTH Did ye hear that Erchie? That's eskin' fir trouble. Shall we roust him over? 2nd YOUTH Aye.... weill.... later mebe. 1st YOUTH (Jeering) Oh. So you're affeart? 2nd YOUTH No.' I'm no affeart. But he seems to be hairmless enough. 1st YOUTH (to Seton) Luckily fir ye, ma frien hasne the wind fir it else yid be spalderin' flat on yir back. 2nd YOUTH Come awa, come awa! Leave him alane. (Exeunt) (Re-enter the father and daughter. The father has now caught her, and beats her round the head). FATHER Hizzy! Duntet! Calet! Hure! You'll nae come back o'er ma darecheck nae mair. DAUGHTER No, faither, dinne. FATHER I'll skelp ye! DAUGHTER Pray mercy faither. FATHER I'll belt ye! DAUGHTER Hae pity on us. FATHER I'll kill ye so I will. DAUGHTER Leave us alane. FATHER I'll skin ye alive. SETON (Who has been watching and can bear it no longer) Pray leave her alone. You are a shameless gouster man! FATHER (Stopping his attack and turning to Seton) And what's it got to do wi' you eh? What's it to you? DAUGHTER (also turning on Seton) Aye, that's right enough. What's it to you? FATHER Aye, that's right enough. It's nane o' your business. SETON Forgive me. I understood that the poor child was in a state of great distress. FATHER Puir child? Puir child? Get awa' to Hell man! She's noucht but a hure. DAUGHTER Aye. The deil tak ye! FATHER (Setting about his daughter again) Hizzy! Duntet! Calet! Hure! (They exit. Seton stands astonished. Various passers-by. Enter John Maxwell, a sea captain). MAXWELL Sandy! Gid ta see ye man! SETON Tis good to see you too John. MAXWELL And how are ye keepin'? Eh? How's yoursel'? SETON To tell you the honest truth, John, I am no longer entierely certain. MAXWELL Ye were ai a queer yin Sandy. Ye were ai gey strange. But tell us somethin', Sandy, where ha ye bin hidin' yoursel' o late? We've nae seen much o' ye in recent times. SETON I have been greatly preoccupied at home. MAXWELL Oh? SETON Aye. And what of yourself John? MAXWELL Weil, ye ken us Sandy. Aye on the go. This wey and that wey. Aye on the move. I'm awa agin the morn. SETON Oh. And where to this time? MAXWELL Amsterdam. Wi' a shipment o' coals and fine linen back the wey. But fir the day I hae a wee diversion in mind. SETON Oh? And what is that? MAXWELL Twixt ourselves, tis the cockfightin' Sandy. SETON Oh. I see. MAXWELL Wha's the maiter wi' ye man? Ye could mebe gang alang wi' us. SETON I fear that I would not enjoy such a spectacle. MAXWELL Oh. I see. Tae gid fir the rest o' us eh? Tae gid, eh? SETON Not at all. Not at all. MAXWELL Weill, that's where I'm goin'. Ye can please yoursel'. (He starts to go). SETON John! I will come along with you. MAXWELL Gid man Sandy. You'll nae live tae regret it.
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