THE PRODUCTION OF PHILIP BARRY‘S WEE QNLLLBfi FOR A COLLEGEAUDIENCE AND A WRITTEN ANALYSIS OF THE PROBLEMS INVOLVED IN 2 ADAPTING 'I‘HP. SCRIPT, CASTING, REHEARSING. AND DIRECTING THE PLAY Thesis for theDegree of M. A. MICHIGAN STATE COLLEGE Barbara )ane Forbes 3947 Thisistooertflgthatthe thesis entitled 'mo l’roductlon of Phillip Barry's Hotel Universe for a. College Audience and a. Fitter: Analysis of the Pronouns Involved in adapting the Script. Casting, Rabat-lung, I and Directing $111,3ng by Barbara Jane lorbos has been accepted towards fulfillment of the requirements for “ester of Arts degree in Speech. Dramatic» and Radio “ W, Major professor Date to? t 239 191W H496 —. rv—p— .__5.- l} J. ___-_X_ . 11-— "v The Production of Philip Barry's Hots; Universe for a College Audience and a Written Analysis .of the Problems Involved in: Adapting the Script; Casting; Reheareing; and Directing the Play. by Barbara Jane Forbes w A THESIS Submitted to the Graduate School oquichigan State College of Agriculture and Applied Science in partial fulfillment of the requirements for the degree of MASTER OF ARTS Department of Speech, Dramatice, and Radio 1947 m g} ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS I wish to express my sincere thanks to Dean.Ralph C. Huston of the School of Graduate Studies, President John A. Hannah, and Secretary Karl McDonel for granting the use of the facilities of Fairchild Theatre to make this thesis production possible. My gratitude is also expressed to Professor Paul D. Bagwell, acting head of the Department of Speech, Dramatics, and Radio, and to C. H. Nickle, adviser for Theta Alpha Phi for their contribution in further backing this production. Thanks is due too, to Samuel French, Inc., of New York, for their courtesy in granting the use of the play royalty free. In presenting any play there are so many who con- tribute so much that any director is at a loss to adequately thank his co-workers. However, my special thanks goes to the cast who gave so willingly of their time and talents so that our efforts might be 'Just right'; to my oo-produoer Shirley Foresman for her patience, cooperation and understanding; to William Lutzke, stage manager, and his crew, headed by Robert Von Sternberg for their able contribution; to Christian Schram for her efficient service as prompter; to Leslie Scott, manager, and Mrs. Ivarene Button, secretary of the Student Union, for their willingness in finding re- hearsal rooms; to Walter Pung, manager of the Auditorium, and James usher, stage carpenter, for their cooperation 190/88 on all phases of production. Last, but by no means least, is my gratitude to Donald 0. Buoll, Director of Dramatics, for his sympathetic understanding, perseverance, and guidance in the supervision of both the prodcution and the writing of this thesis. Without his cheerful and faithful confidence in those more difficult moments, this thesis would have been far less stimulating and worthwhile. _-I s .34 .1, 1 a .II I! ’2. r 4 c I -4 1 Ir :.. _.J 4‘ 1 4 x, a. 3 1 1.. « \ o. 3 4 ) .,. ..... x i .c e - at C( .wf. L. .. r + 4. .+, I r. I(r 1 .4. . r; J. r . - Ir 1‘11. )4 I);‘. (x .r ., .. .. . r. ' ' .24.”. T. E: .3 z. r: _L. .T THE GRADUATE SCHOOL THE DEPARTMENT OF SPE P R E and ECH, DRAMATICS, AND RADIO SENTS HOTEL UNIVERSE by PHILIP BARRY Directed by BARBARA FORBES as a Master’s Fairchild Theatre 8 Produced by SHIRLEY FORESMAN Thesis Production :15 pm. August 1, 1947 CAST OF CHARACTERS Pat Farley William Devereaux Tom Ames Irving Haggart Hape Ames Lois Vosburg Lily Malone Zoe Carr Alice Kendall Alice Luniewski Ann Field Marie Posz Norman Rose Stanley White Felix Johr‘r Holder Stephen Field Anthony Chapp The action of the play is continuous, and takes place in the course of about two hours, upon the terr near Toulon. ace of a house in the south of France, The time is an evening in early July. PRODUCTION CREW Production Manager Robert Von Sternberg Stage Manager William Lutzke Assistant Stage Manager for Cast Assistant Stage Manager for Crew Prompter John Holder Clare Alubowicz Christina Schram Construction, Painting, and Staging Robert Von Sternberg, Ray Reich, co-chairmen William Lutzke, Ray Gilewicz, Al Beck, Loretta Majewski, Don Alderman, Bill Watson, John Chase, Richard Doyle, Patricia Thwing, Bette Fuller Properties Bette Williams, Chairman Clare Alubowicz, Kenneth Hemmeter, Dick Jarman Costumes Stephen J awarowski, Patricia Sound Doreen Koebel, Chairman Harmon Bette Fuller Make-up Ann Van Sickle, Chairman John Swank, Jane McClintock, Kenneth Hemmeter Publicity Robert Davis, Ray Reich, Jean Fagan Lighting ...... Karl Lamereaux ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS We wish to express our sincere thanks to the following for their aid in producing HOTEL UNIVERSE: Samuel French, Inc., of New York for their kindness in deferring the royalty for this production; Paul D. Bagwell, Acting Head of the Department of Speech, Dramatics and Radio, for his advice and assistance; Donald 0. Buell, Director of Dramatics, for his encouragement, advice and supervision; C. H. Nickle, technical director, for assistance in the settings, lighting, and the technical phases of this production; James Maher, Stage Carpenter of Fairchild Theater, for his aid backstage; Leslie Scott, Mrs. Ivarene Button, and the Staff of the Student Union Building for their kindness in arranging rehearsal space and for the loan of preperties; Mrs. Isabelle Gonon and the Staff of the Counsellor of Women’s Office; Theta Alpha Phi, Dramatic Fra- ternity, co-sponsor; E. G. Pung, for his general assistance, and Joseph Alexanian, Bancroft Flower Shop and Gamma Phi Beta Sorority, for the loan of prOperties. TABLE OF CONTENTS PART I GENERAL PRODUCTION PROBLEMS A. Adapting the script. 0 O O 0 O O O O O O .2 B. Casting the play. . . . . . . . . .. . . .5 C. Rehearsing the play. . . . . . . . . . . 10 D. The play in production. . . . . . . . . .19 PART II THE SCRIPT The script with all deletions and additions of line, and all directions. . . . . . . .5 PART III DIRECTING PROBLEMS A. The author, his plays, a critical estimate with special emphasis on Hotel Universe. . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 B. The Technical Value Problems. . . . . . 18 1. Composition. . . . . . . . . . 2. Picturization. . . . . . . . . . . .25 3. Pantomime. . . . . . . . . . . 4. movement. 0 O O O O O O O O O O O O 54 5 O Rhythm. 0 O O O O O O O '0 O O O 0 O 48 C. The Dramatic Value Problems I. The analysis of the Author's Purpose of Hotel Universe. . . . . . . . .57 2. The Author‘s use of Action. . . . . 60 3. The Author's use of Dialogue. . . . 67 4. The Author's use of Character. . . .80 PART IV MISCELLANEOUS Bibliography. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 Publicity and Promotion. . . . . . .‘. . . . 4 ILLUSTRATIONS Frontispiece PAT: And to kiss that lovely mouth that had the rim of milk along the tOp of it. (p. 142) Ensemble Scene ANN: Why shouldn't he fire the sunset gun if he likes? I think it's splendid of him! (p. 48) Part II 0 O 0 O O O 0 O O 0 O O O O 48 Floor Plan of Set Part III 0 o O O c o s O O o I 0 O 21 Ensemble Scene STEPHEN: So which way would you go-- where would you travel? (p. 110) Part III C O s O O O O O O 0 O O O 28 PART ONE GENERAL PRODUCTION PROBLEMS A. ADAPTING THE SCRIPT. Several factors immediately present themselves when a student is looking for a suitable script to present as a graduate thesis production. The play should have an appeal to a college audience, and yet at the same time offer enough of a directing problem to test the ingenuity and abilities of any director. Among the more popular American playwrights who have held a special appeal for this director was Philip Barry. Many of his comedies have been on the list of favored readings, so when this Opportunity presented itself, Barry was among the first authors who were checked. As will be pointed out many times in the pages which follow, Philip Barry is a paradoxical author. He is either highly successful or a positive failure. However among these 'failures' in the commercial theatre are many artistic successes. Such, in this director's opinion is Hotel Ugiverse. There were two tests to be put the play. The drama had definite audience appeal for the younger gen- eration. Although this play was written with an eye to the disillusionment of World War I generation, many of the ideas are as applicable today when World War II veterans are striving to readjust. Mr. Barry asked many 2 of the same questions that the veterans are asking and his answers seemed to be adequate ones for now. The reception which the play received and the comments aroused by the play proved this first theory and Justi- fied the choice. The second test--a play to test the abilities of the director---was more than met by Hotel Universg, Barry is no innovator of new forms of playwriting. Most of his comedies and dramas follow the three-act pattern very closely. In this play he decided to turn his back on convention and present a full length offering with no breaks. Here was two hours of uninterrupted drama that a director would have to keep on the move if the attention was to be held. Then too, there was an in- terpretation problem which would tax the talents of both director and cast. The play as will be shown later is an admixture of comedy lines and situations, and philosOphic theories and fantasy. A steady directing hand would be necessary to steer this play to a safe harbor. The adaption problems were few. The play has an honesty and a.maturity of eXpression that college men and women should be able to understand and accept. Since all of the material was in keeping with the spirit of - 3 the play and the characters, none of the lines were changed. From the reaction of the audience during the play, this confidence in their intelligence seemed Justified. , There were, however, several references to World War I, which might have been misinterpreted and these lines were not tied in with the major idea of the play the references to the war (only two) were omitted. One other slight technical difficulty necessitated a minor change. In the script, Mr. Barry has Pat play- ing and singing a local French song, and the little Jingling phrase of 'rat-applan' appeared several times. The song was not available and consequently the music was omitted. With the choice of leading men limited during the summer session, an actor without musical leanings had to be used, so the musical emission was for the best. The other music required was heard off stage and blended into the mood of the various scenes. A recording of the rooster-crow was also used with tell- ing effects. B. CASTING THE PLAY. As every director has discovered, the casting of each play brings up individual problems. The plans and hopes of the director envisioned in the quiet of his own study are quite different from the results obtarned on Opening night. Consequently this dis- cussion of the casting situation will divide itself into general divisions, the characters as seen by the director, and the characters as played by the cast. One advantage of Hotel Universg is its small cast. There are only five men and four women needed. All of these people are quite different and in their own way demand balanced abilities among all the actors. While Pat Farley, the leading man, and Ann Field, the leading woman have a major share of the play to carry, still the others all fit into this complex picture and a weak link anywhere would have been very noticable. In analyzing the casting problem, the following were the character qualifications desired: Stephen Eigldp-a mature voice, facial features which could be made up to look like a man of sixty, mature bodily movement. App Egglgr-young, yet mature, good-looking in an expensive, sephisticated way, grace of movement, calm, lower-toned voice, a physical contrast to Pat. Pat Farlgy--ability to characterize the difficult 5 Barry lines, look as if he was wealthy, preferably play the piano, physical contrast to Ann. Lgly Malone-striking looking as an actress would be striking, very much at ease, preferably be able to dance, pick up the timing on the lines. 29m,Amg§r—in early thirties, 'ayerage American" looking, physical contrast to Hope. ngg_§mg§r-in late twenties, mature, physical contrast to Tom, un-emotional. ,Aligg Kendal;--interpret sleep-walking scene, young, attractive, good figure, physical contrast to Norman. Norman Egggr-older, mature, intellectual inter- pretation, smooth-looking, at ease, physical contrast to Alice. Egligr-dignified, preferably speak French. The lean well develOped man of work who moves quietly and efficiently. No director, if he is wise, will go to tryouts with too many preconceived ideas. The disappointment in not finding “Just what I'm looking for'I may be too great. This adaptability of a limited group of actors was the chief problem in selecting the cast for,§g£gl ggivergg. Fortunately there was available one of the more experienced character actors (Anthony Chapp) for the role of Stephen. He had the voice qualitites, the ‘ 6 ability to read the complex lines, and the physical qualities of age that made shaping Stephen much less a job than might have been. Pat offered more difficulties. Physically the young man (William Devereaux) was all that was needed. He was tall, slight of build with an aesthetic face. Vocally he had some habits that had to be broken down, especially in his pitch patterns. By working to keep the voice down and to relieve the strain a degree of maturity and sophistication resulted. He had.a fine feeling for the shadings of line and a good sense of character reaction. Marie Posz, cast as Ann had an etherial quality about her that changed slightly the original conception of the character. She had an intensity and a lightness that made Ann a more high-strung personality than the author intended. Physically she had the carriage, poise and charm needed to give the impression of a daughter of the rich. Ann was, however, not one of the 'outdoor set'. Zoe Carr, taking the part of Lily, had the physical appearance of an actress, dark and high featured. Her chief problem was capturing the,flip breezincss that Barry wanted in this seemingly blase woman. By stress- ing the comedy readings in the real-life scenes, she twas able to get a decided contrast in her young-girl sequence. Her youthful appearance and quality of voice 7 made the scene have an added point when as a girl her illusions about a drunken father were shattered. Since she carried so much of the Barry mood and quality, this lack of comedy reading was a disadvantage to the play to some extent. Both Stanley White and Alice Luniewski, playing lorman.and Alice, were veterans of campus dramatic activity and consequently carried their complex roles with ease. Alice caught the vapid 'can't be bothered' mood of the character in contrast to the pathetic little person of the dream sequence. Norman was played with a sympathetic understanding of the racial qualities which might have antagonized the audience. His transitions from the fur peddlar to the financier were especially convincing. Irving Haggart, taking the role of Tom, was a little slow in catching the religious import of the character, but once this point was cleared, he developed into the maturity of’middle-aged disillusionment. Vocally he too had a problem of presenting age, which with special coaching and rehearsals reached a more than passable point. His work in the 'little boy' sequence was especially effective. Lois Vosberg, as Hope, had.the thankless role in the play. Of all the characters, Barry had the least sympathy with this I'overly normal' woman. Since this 8 was Miss Vosburg's first campus appearance, her point of attainment was quite adquate, but not as advanced as the work of some of the others. With the few lines that she had to deal with, all of which were so much on the one-tone level, her characterization was accept- able. An overly sympathetic treatment of this character would have been about all an experienced actress could have done with the role. _ John Holder, cast as Felix, had the selfeobliter- ating quality that makes for good butlering. Voice again was a problem and constant pounding on projection had a beneficial effect. He was greeted with rounds of laughter on his every appearance, which was not the fault of the actor, but the fault of the repetition of a character with the same type of lines and the same business to do. This problem will be discussed in a later section--the Play in Production. C. REHEARSING THE PLAY. H932;_Universg offered many rehearsal problems which were typical of the average play and some that were of a more specific nature. Since the play had no intermissions, the cast was warned at the very start that the whole drama would have to move stoadily for- ward and that the two-some scenes would have to be especially well played. This need for keeping the play moving was constantly stressed from the early rehearsals right through to final dress rehearsal. One of the major problems was getting the cast to visualize the setting with the various levels and stairs that would be used. Because of the many previous book- ings in Fairchild Theatre, no rehearsals on stage could be arranged until after the twentieth rehearsal. At that time, however, all of the levels were available, and from then on, the actors found the action.much easier to do. Because of the difficulty in reading the Barry lines, and the necessity of deciding on the meaning of lines and characters, more time than usual was spent on just reading the play through. By the end of the third.re- hearsal period the cast had a clearcut idea as to what both the author and this director had in mind on the purpose of the play and the relationship of character. 10 The time was well spent, for when the cast started to block in the movement and the action each actor had a more complete understanding of what he was doing. The blocking in of the major action took another four rehearsals. As has been stated, the visualizing problem was a hard one to solve. About all that could be done was to mark out on the rehearsal floor (of the Union Ballroom) where the steps and levels would be, as well as actually placing the furniture. As the actor moved to a change of level, he or she was reminded 'now you are on level one", or 'now you are climbing the stairs to level two', or "this is played on level three.“ While this system was unsatisfactory, at least the actor was getting the idea of change implanted in his memory and was mentally climbing stairs and working with height. The next six rehearsals were spent in memorizing lines and action. During this time some extra after- noon coaching sessions were held with those actors Who had the longer two-some scenes, Pat and Ann, and Stephen and Lily. (These scenes will later be referred to by the names of the two characters with a hyphen between them.) This was done so that the time at the evening rehearsals could be spent working on the group ensemble scenes. As far as possible the scenes were kept in order so that a sense of sequence would be maintained. Since ‘the pay is so specifically a 'scene' type of production, 11 breaking down into rehearsal units was not too difficult. The divisions worked themselves out to be from the be- ginning of the play to the first Pat-Ann scene on page 76, then omitting that scene the next session would begin with page 94 and run to the second Pat-Ann scene on page 133. Then omitting again the second Pat-Ann sequence the work went on from page 146 to the end of the play. From the thirteenth to the eighteenth rehearsal the time was spent (without scripts) in polishing up and sharpening characterization, working on special readings and the beginning of putting the whole play together. The cast found two special problems in learning lines. Many of the comedy scenes were written with short quickly spoken lines, with cues that had to be picked up with lightening speed. These scenes needed more time, since a missed cue would throw the rhythm of the play off. Special line-rehearsals were held and emphasis placed on speed. The second major problem was the long and complex philosophic lines which Stephen had when expounding his theory of life. He found difficulty memorizing the longer speeches, and the cast had difficulty sustaining their characters while the lines were being spoken. Special attention had to be drawn again and again as to the re- action each character would have to this idea. Three rehearsals after the twentieth were held on stage prior to the two dress rehearsals. These stage 12 sessions were devoted mainly to smoothing out bad ad- justments in movement, projection of voices and char- acterizations, and getting the actors accustomed to the feel of the stage and theatre. By this time the play was running fairly smoothly except for a few minor dif- ficulties with spot scenes for action and an occasional line break. The problem of keeping the play moving was stressed again and again, and the cast began to feel their responsibility. By dress rehearsal time the play itself was fairly presentable. Lines were moving well, and.most of the characters were responding to the stage- auditorium setup satisfactorily. The scenes offering the most trouble was the moody Opening sequence when Mr. Barry projects his cast into an immediate state of 'nerves' and the play must reach a high pitch almost from the first curtain; the fight sequence and the sub- sequent breaking away; the Tom-Hope-Stephen scene fer right timing and toning of the love making; the timing of the entrance of the butler later in the play. However these problems worked out in final dress rehearsals. The first dress was largely a technical re- hearsal. Since there were so many intricate light cues that had to be timed in, the continuity of the play was broken. Slight readjustments had to be made for furniture arrangements, but there were few changes that needed to be made. In spite of the many breaks, the various scenes blended 13 well into each other, and both the cast and director felt that the play was ready for its final dress. Because of a difficulty in booking the theatre this summer, an unusual procedure was used for the final dress. This last session was held the afternoon of performance. There was an advantage to this methods-- the play was fresh and vivid in the minds of the actors as they went into an evening performance, but for many of the younger, more inexperienced members of the cast the strain of two performances in one day was a heavy drain and they were showing the results before the even- ing was over. Final dress rehearsal went very smoothly with no breaks being allowed. With lights, costumes, make-up and the setting, the cast felt the magic spell of the theatre and responded with.more emotional reaction than they had during any of the rehearsals. A few invited guests were favorably impressed with the play, and gave a slight response to the humor of the play by laughing audibly. This gave the cast a little Opportunity to try for the holding and timing of laughs. A total of twenty-seven full-cast and individual rehearsals were held. Five of those rehearsals were held on the stage where the play was given. If more time had been available on stage the cast would.have had a little .mmore confidence in itself. A certain amount of blocking 14 for action, and working on lines may be held in a re- hearsal room, but no cast can get the feel of its stage and auditorium without working in that location. The detailed rehearsal schedule with time, place and material covered follows. 15 REHEARSAL SCHEDULE The entire cast is expected to attend all rehearsals, except those on special call. Honday, June 30, 7:15-9:30PM, Union Tower Room. Tryouts. Tuesday, July 1, 7:15-9:30PM, Union Tower Room. Tryouts. Iednesday, July 2, 7:15-9:30Pu, Union Ballroom. Fina; 112232. 1. 3. Thursday, July 3, 7:15-9:30PM, Union Ballroom. 3&- ihrhssh. ‘ Monday, July 7, 7:15-9:30PM, Union Ballroom. Rea - through. Tuesday, July 8, 7:15-9:30PM, Union Ballroom. ‘Bgad- 1222232- lednesday, July 9, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. §;22_- ing, pages l-éQ. Thursday, July 10, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Blgcking, pages 29-76. Saturday, July 12, 1:00-3:00PM, Union Ballroom. Blogkigg, page; 7§-§4, l§3-146, (Special call-Pat and Ann) Monday, July 14, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Blocking, 29399 34-133,146-;66, Tuesday, July 15, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 1-760 lednesday, July 16, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 16 94-;§3, 146-166. lO.Thursday, July 17, 4:00-6:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 76- 4 3 46. (Special call--Pat and Ann) 11.Thursday, July 17, 7:15-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. ,Eaggg 1-76. 12.Friday, July 18, 6:30—8:45PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 94- L§3-146-166. 13.8aturday, July 19, 10:00-12:00AM, Room 240, Auditorium. gages lBS—lfia. (Special call-Stephen and Lily) l4.Saturday, July 19, 1:00-3:00Pu, Union Ballroom. gaggg 76-94 33- 46 (Special call-Pat and Ann) 15.8unday, July 20, lO:30-l:OOAM, Union Ballroom. .Zaggs lzlém ' 16.Honday, July 21, 7:00-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. [gaggg 94-133, 146-166, l7.Tuesday, July 22, 7:00—10:00Pl, Union Ballroom. gasps L:Z§, 18.Wednesday, July 23, 7:00-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. gaggs 22:166. 19.Thursday, July 24, 4:00-6:00PM, Union Ballroom. gaggg 17-94, (Special call—~Pat and Ann) 20.Thursday, July 24, 7:00-10:00PM, Fairchild Stage. agar through entire 21 x. 21.Friday, July 25, 6:30-9:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 1-76. 22.8aturday, July 26, 1:00-5:00PH, Fairchild Stage. ,fiynr 17 thrgagh entire play. 23. Monday, July 28, 7:00-10:00PM, Fairchild Stage. Baa-through entire play. 24. Tuesday, July 28, 7:00-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pagas 94-166, 25. Wednesday, July 30, 7:00-10:00PM, Union Ballroom. Pages 1-94, 26. Thursday, July 31, 6:30-11:00PM, Fairchild Stage. Firat agess rehearsal. 27. Friday, August 1, 1:00-5:00PM, Fairchild Stage. Figs; drass rehearsal, Friday, August 1, 6:30-11:00PM, Fairchild Stage. Pgadactioa, 18 D. THE PLAY IN PRODUCTION The zero-hour for any director is the moment when the audience settles down in the darkened house and the curtain rises and suddenly he realizes that the work of so many weeks has reached its climax. Sitting in the rear of the auditorium as a member of the audience, he tries to view the play with the calm- ness of any play-goer seeing the production for the first time. Often this calmness is more outward show than inward peace of mind. Consequently, to give a dispassion- ate evaluation of the play isn't always possible. The capacity audience that greeted.Hotel Universe .was an inspiration to both cast and.director. That emotional stimulation that comes with seeing faces in the auditorium put a magnetic spark into the cast and these scenes that had seemed problems in rehearsal were played smoothly in performance. Since no two audiences are alike and trying to gauge what might happen is risky, the cast was not warned as to expected reactions. Although the play did not drag, the physical strain of sitting and looking at the stage for two hours proved too much for the average playgoer. There was strict attention at all times, and few evidences of disinterest, but after the first ninety minutes an unexpected reaction was set off. Laughter at unexpected 19 moments kept bursting forth. Every time the Butler appeared to remind the guests that time was passing, he was greeted with laughter even before he could say his lines. Pat's calls for 'Mary' and 'Ann' off stage also aroused laughs. The repeating of the names in a plaintive voice struck the audience as funny. Had this reaction been anticipated or if the play had been repeated, a change in reading might have avoided the situation. There seemed to be some confusion just at first when the cast went into the fantasy scenes. Whether the Opening of these scenes should have been pointed up more sharply with more obvious changes in character and panto- mime is a question that is hard to answer. Possibly the situation might have been aided by using a specific change in color in lighting as these scenes started. Something was needed to tell the audience that a change was about to begin. Fortunately, the audience reaction did not affect the cast to the point where any one overplayed. Now and then an actor has an inepiration to improve on his interpretation of his role on the spur of the moment. In this cast the play was presented as rehearsed and, if audience reaction in the lobby may be taken as an indi- cation, the drama was enjoyed, although not completely understood. This inability to understand all that Mr. 'Barry was trying to say was not limited to the Michigan 80 State College audience, if the critical estimates as published by the gentlemen of the New York Critic's Circle may be taken seriously. Several of these reviews of the play appear in a later section of this thesis. Ho director is ever completely satisfied with his production and this is the case of this director with ‘gaga;_Univers . Seeing the play in production brought out many points which could have been improved upon, but one learns by doing and improves a technique by testing it. The human equation, which is such an unpredictable factor, in the theatre can only be learned by actually trying out, on an audience, the theories learned from texts. The worth of this type of thesis lies in the opportunity of learning by producing the play and study- ing the reactions in the theatre itself. 21 PART TWO THE SCRIPT Definitions of Abbreviations .......Center stage .......Down stage .......Left stage .......Right stage .......Upper stage HGWt‘UO .......Cross stage HOTEL UNIVERSE The Terrace is like a s pacious, out—door room, irregu- larly paved with flags of gray stone. The house itself forms one wall on the left, a wall from which two screened doors open—the first from a hall, the second from a sitting-room. Down Left, against this wall a flight of outside stairs, guarded by a slender iron rail- ing. mounts to a balcony. The other entrance is at Right, down from the garden by stone steps. A three-foot wall follows the back and left sides of the terrace just to where the row of small cypresses, which screens the garden terrace, begins. Over and beyond the wall nothing is visible: sea meets sky without a line to mark the meeting. There, the angle of the terrace is like a wedge into space. Down Right, a small but ancient fig-tree in full leaf rises from the pavement. There is a large fan—back chair beneath it. Upon the wall at Back, there are two folding- cushions. A small upright piano stands against the wall of the house. Near it, there is a table, upon which stand a carafe of brandy, a bottle of Cointreau, a bottle of champagne, and glasses. A few straw and wicker chairs and a sofa complete the furniture. It is about nine o’clock in the evening, and still quite light. ANN FIELD sits at a small table at Left, a silver-coffee- service before her. She is about twenty-eight, and lovely. Near her, taking their cafes, sit TOM and HOPE AMEs, 4. HOTEL UNIVERSE LILY MALONE and NORMAN BOSE. 0n the other side of the terrace, half asleep upon a cushion with a cofl'ee- cup beside her, ALICE KENDALL reclines. She is twenty- sia', very smart and rather pretty. PAT FARLEY is at the piano. He is thirty-two, medium tall, slight, likable looking. NORMAN ROSE is the handsomest of the men, and about thirty-eight. TOM AMES is forty, of amiable good looks. HOPE, his wife, is four years younger, in full bloom. LILY MALONE is small, slight and thirty. With- out a feature to remark upon, she is able to impart to her small, impudent face a certain prettiness. All are browned by the sun and wear light summer clothes. The women, except LILY, who is in a linen day-dress, wear simple evening-dresses. The men are in flannels.) PAT —And this is a cheerful number from the heart of Old Provence: “Le Roy a. fait battre Tambour.” Yvette 'Guilbert used to do it. [He plays and sings the song, with-6W . WWWW- plm-plaa-plan.” . - TOM WM) Sad. ’HOPE Oh, isn’t it! LILY Lovely, though. ALICE But Ann said to play something gay. HOTEL UNIVERSE 5 PAT . Yes? How gay, Ann—very gay? (file looks at ANN. Why.) Well, here’s how the monks tried to be gay at Easter. It’s Gregorian—eleventh century—rejoice, rejoice— God, how gay. (He begins to intone thg chant; “H glleluiah! H alleluiah!” )— Can’t you see the lines Of them, shuffling along, heads down, hands in sleeves, re J Oicing, rejoicing? file continues to sing “H alleluiah! H alleluiah!” Sud- flzly ANN rises. ANN Pat! Lut he goes on singing. ANN mounts the steps to Waves into the house. W— Haas 6125:, goes-tom. HOPE Pat— PAT What? , - . K HOPE Quit it! PAT Why? HOPE Why must we take our nerves. out on Ann? PAT “Nerves” did you say? up ”/58 [UP f0 EEnd of: 30/60_ 6 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE —You heard what I said. And you’ve been the worst. Knowing what you used to be to her, I suppose the torture’s great fun. PAT Go away, Hope. HOPE .—-Then why do you suppose she suddenly leaves us this way? PAT It’s her own house, isn’t it? HOPE Yes—and a fine time we’ve been giving her in it! The wonder to me is that she’s endured our bad man- ners as long as she has. TOM Oh come now, darling—— HOPE 1 iv 73m X 6064’ {a ~ I mean it! All we’ve done for three mortal days has been to sit around and make bitter cracks about any- thing we could put our tongues tO.—Don’t you real- ize that we’re the first Americans she’s seen since she’s been here? She begged us to come. It meant so much to her to have us. And nowj on our very last night 650 ('I’ f o ,5 [warm with her, we still behave likE—oh, I’m so ashamed. [She returns to her 'chair. TOM What do you want us to do, Hope? HOTEL UNIVERSE 7 NORMAN Yes, what shall we? HOPE I don’t know—something—anything but what we have been. It must be horrible for her, living here. She had a right to expect we’d bring some breath of life with us. And what have we given her? PAT Say it: the breath Of death. LILY ( to HOPE ) You know the reason for our so-called “nerves”, don’t you? TOM uickl Now don’t start that, Lily. We agreed when we left Antibes not to speak Of that again. . NORMAN Yes—Ann’s got enough to depress her, without add- ing the sad story Of a person she never knew or heard of. LILY Nobody’s going to burden Ann with it. The point is, what it did to us. Every time I close my eyes I see him: a bright, sweet, utterly unimaginative boy of twenty-six— HOPE Don’t— LILY ——Standing up there, brown as a berry in a pair Of Rise 8 HOTEL UNIVERSE blue swimming-pants on the highest rock over the sea, and— Pat, did you really hear him say that? PAT Of course Q3], He said: “Look, Farley, I’m off for Africa!” TOM It was the most beautiful dive I’ve ever seen. ALICE He couldn’t have meant it. I’m sure it was an acci- dent. PAT Accident nothing. It was suicide. LILY Just five minutes before, I was rubbing his back with Oil. He asked me to. He couldn’t reach between the shoulders. PAT Little mother— LILY Shut up. HOPE He had a daisy behind his ear, the way a grocer-boy wears a pencil—— TOM And didn’t look silly, either. LILY Not he ! HOTEL UNIVERSE 9 NORMAN Of course there must have been some reason for what he did. HOPE Please, let’s not talk about it any more. It isn’t safe . to dwell on things like that. It makes you morbid. TOM There was something grand about the way he did it. LILY He laughed up at me—the way his teeth gleamed from the water! —Did he have unusually white teeth? PAT ——Brushed them night and morning. Promised nurse he would. - HOPE Pat—- PAT Oh, what the hell—you all make me sick. None of us gave a hang for him. We scarcely knew him. TOM We do now. PAT A neat job, I call it—no body to dispose of. You know, it’s the devil getting a body out of France. The export duty’s enormous. And I think there’s a luxury- tax. TDD I Ofiendyou? Sorry. LILY Why‘did he do it? Why did he do it? *- OtACI‘J tar” away 51,7ka Chan] 0 D 101.4!) a 10 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT He’d just had enough, that’s all. Eleven O’clock in the morning, up on a rock in the blazing sun— Ee- looks away, his eyes narrowing; “I’m Off for Africa” and that’s all. Lord, it’s magnificent. It’s scored for drums, that. Why-rat— W’ TOM -Look here, if we don’t get that boy of? our minds— LILY I know. There’s something contagious about it. It’s like having been in a room with a person with— HOPE Lily— LILY All right. TOM N 0 one is to mention it again. We’re here on this visit to dispense cheer to Ann, aren’t we? Isn’t that why we came? Well, then— LILY Hopeless, hopeless, hopeless.—As cheer-makers I’d sell the lot of us at a nickel a pound, on the hoof. TOM We can keep the ball in the air until we go, at any rate. HOPE We’ve simply got to. Think of her—buried down HOTEL UNIVERSE 11 here for three years in this fake, rootless country, dying of homesickness with a half-mad father— ALICE I saw him, you know. Y “— 51225 “p HOPE You did! NORMAN When? TOM Where, Alice? ' ALICE It must have been him. Last night I woke up and couldn’t get back tO sleep again. I thought I heard someone down here, so I came out on the balcony. It was a funny light. Everything was—I don’t know— awfully pale. For instance, that fig-tree didn’t seem to have any color. TOM. But where was he? Here? ALICE Yes. At least there was a man— quite a nice-looking man, with gray hair. He was all in white. He was standing here at the walLlooking out over. The light- P0; t ’10 house was lit, and every now and then it would light ’7 5 / him all up. 0/ we / PAT (unimpressed) Was there a very bright star in the sky? ALICE I didn’t notice. C “\u Gesture s A toward jars/9n / 12 HOTEL UNIVERSE LILY You ought to look out for those things, Alice, you really ought. ALICE I can see it all so distinctly, even to the way a button on his coat caught the light and a lace on his shoe that was untied and dragged along after him. PAT Then what did he do—ride Off on a unicorn? ALICE NO. he just went up there into the garden, the rooster after him. HOPE The what? ALICE Didn’t I tell you? He had a white rooster with him. —After awhile I heard it crow, quite far away. 0 HOPE It must have been dawn then-— ALICE Nor-it was nowhere near it. LILY Well, it must have been dawn somewhere-— PAT _ It usually is— ‘ TOM You dreamed all that, Alice. HOTEL UNIVERSE l3 ALICE I saw it. PAT —While we’re here he’s staying down at the what-do- you-call-it—the little house—the bastide. I imag-L ine he’s sicker than he thinks. A fine end for one Of the foremost electrical experts in the country, eh? A swell finish for the only first-rate physicist we’ve ever had. ALICE But hasn’t he always been a little—you-know? PAT fi_ XU to ”2440? to big, -/£f level [Yerman I'na’fca‘l‘tg He never seemed so to me.—Who’ll have a drink? [Le refills his glass. NORMAN But when was it he began to crack? PAT Only about five or six years agO.—This is a noble brandy. TOM I heard something about his haranguing a crowd in Central Park once— PAT He can’t take people casually—that was part of his trouble. He’s supposed to have some kind of power over them. Somebody said it’s because he always seems so close to death.-——It tastes like cucumbers. he would Iikoa. dr/hk. ‘— iii-6 l to Cam/L 5tana1hj s loo k riff 0““ 14 HOTEL UNIVERSE A LILY I’ve never known anyone to seem further f rom‘it than that boy standing there on that rock, and— HOPE Lily! LILY Oh, all right.——Only I never have—not anyone. PAT Finally Ann had to bring him here, where he doesn’t see anyone but her, and seems to be all right. It’s a swell deal for Ann. LH is tone change&) So we thought we’d come and put on a show for liar, did we? We thought we’d remind her of what a big, gay, exciting life exists outside these walls—rub a little salt in, just so she’d be really content to stay on here—is that it? TOM Lord, you can be a louse. PAT You bet I cam—If Ann has any illusions about what goes on in the great big wonderful world back home, I haven’t. ~ [ He goes t2 llK gqfl and-0W. HOPE Just the same, Pat— PAT ——Oh, go ahead. DO as you like. Be bright, be merry. IA gilence, LILY looks about hen: HOTEL UNIVERSE l5 LILY I’m not happy in this old place. It’s too violent, it’s too dramatic. I know I’m an actress but hang it, I’m on a holiday. You get a sense Of things being born all the time. They come bursting out Of the ground. There’s too much raw life about. TOM The house used to be a small hotel—the Hotel de l’Univers, it was called. I heard a tale or two about it down at the port today. It had been deserted for quite awhile before Ann and her father took it. HOPE Deserted? Why? TOM The boatman said things began to happen. I PAT laughs. PAT - The man in 608 had a nightmare, and the lady in 609 rang for ice-water. ALICE . Things 9 What things? TOM ’ - The idea seemed to be that people began to resemble other people and the place itself other places. And time went sort Of funny. Their pasts kept crop- .Ping Up- LILY —Excuse me, friends, but I ’m taking the night-boat for Albany. l6 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM I’m only telling you what I heard at the port. NORMAN There may be something in it.—— When I stepped out K136 on this terrace the other night, it was for all the world like the Grand Central the first time I saw it, when I was fifteen. I don’t mean just the way it looked. I mean-— LILY {Yarns/m Xu to Hf/WJ I know—and now it’s a hill-top in New Hampshire. We played Concord once. I used to climb out my win- dow at night when Father had drunk enough to sleep —and up it, and lie on my back there. [She closes her eyes. TOM Maybe what you call the “raw life” here makes peo— ple children again.——-Lord, I remember the way Un- der the Piano became as many places in as many mo- ments: a boat to London, and then London. An air- ship, and a grocery-store. A circus-tent, and ’way down cellar.—And it was—for the moment it really was. Ilsilence. Then: HOPE Tom, I wonder how the children are? I’m worried. I think I’ll cable. Mnother silence. Then: LILY Dear, dear Father——how I miss him. HOTEL UNIVERSE 17 ALICE Oh, she’s got her father on the brain. Every theatre we went to in Paris, she did nothing but talk about how he used to play— LILY That’s enough, Alice. ALICE Of course we’re sorry he’s dead, but why we should be bored with endless accounts of his— LILY I say it’s enough! TOM This is pleasant. HOPE I tell you, you’re all in a state. PAT I don’t doubt that the people who used to come here ' were, too. Lord knows it’s on the edge of the world. . I HOPE glances toward the house. HOPE “Here she is. Now for Heaven’s sake— LANN comes in from the house. (be Icon, Clear) ANN —That was foolish of me. Please don’t mind. (She, .goes to the cofiee-table.) More coffee, anyone? TOM I will. 18 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE Me too. It’s so delicious. ANN - It took me two years to discover why French coffee was so vile. HOPE I could have told you. They load it full Of chickory. ANN . But the real trouble is in the roasting. They roast it black, till it looks like shoe-buttons. ,1, : --: 1m “MW —When I was a child, I used to have a pair Of button- shoes that I wore Sundays. WW away-— TOM I don’t think they make them anymore. ANN —SO what did I do, but buy a roasting-machine of my own. It makes a very fine smell of a morning. More, Pat? [PAT turns. PAT If to /"’?€/W’ fl Thanks, I’ll take another brandy. 6145/6. HOTEL UNIVERSE 19 TOM SO will Tom. I like my good things together. |PAT fls two glasses for them,and returns to the; . wall with his. “r — 4/0551” 5" .—.....___.... {Jo /om HOPE It stays light so late, doesn’t it? ANN Wasn’t the beach a glory tO-day? Wasn’t it? Oh, I love that beach! It’s my mother.—Q_’Vh_y do you go? . Why don’t you all stay on with me? I’ll be good to £2": “/0 you— LILY If we could—— ANN You’re really splendid, you know. You are so splendid! LILY Don’t make me cry, Ann. ANN You? (She laughs.) Imagine! (And turn; {9 PAL} What are you doing there, Pat? PAT Me? Oh, just looking— ANN But I thought you didn’t like views. PAT This isn’t a view. For a view you’ve got to have a horizon. There’s not a sign of one out there. The sea =5. 25 ’62? 06 20 HOTEL UNIVERSE meets the sky without a line to mark the meeting. The dome begins under your feet. The arc’s perfect. ANN But I want to see your face. I’m fond of your lean, brown face— He turns to her.) That’s better !— Pat, you’re Older. (Lie turns away again.)—But I like you better Older! LILY (after a slight pause) It’s fantastic, this terrace. It just hangs here. Some- day it’ll float Off in space—and anchor there, like an island in time.—I’m full of whimsies tO-night. I need a good dose at bed-time. ' ANN Lily, why do you spoil everything you say? LILY Do I? ANN Yes. What are you afraid of? LILY Oh—these people’s. gibes. ANN ' I don’t understand it. LILY Ah, Ann—come on home with us! We do need you so. HOPE Yes, Ann! TO Paris to-night—§ail with us Wednes- day. Just as a farewell-present. Oh, do! HOTEL UNIVERSE 21 ANN What a grand idea !—Tied up in a box—ribbons! Lovely! HOPE Isn’t it even possible? I ANN lagghs. ANN N o dear, it’s not—not possibly possible. . |LILY fickw a book and begins to read it. z:- from // ‘ao/ HOPE ta 5/: But surely you could leave your father for a month, say. You could get a good nurse in Marseilles or , Toulon, and— ANN Father doesn’t need a nurse. HOPE I’m sorry. I’m stupid. ANN ' NO you’re not. You’re sweet. You’re all sweet. But I’m like that theoule tree-jum, smell it !-I live here. NORMAN Three years is quite a while in one place-— ANN Not here. Ever since we came my sense. Of time’s been confined to music. |PAT lg’ hts a cgg' arette. PAT . ——Look, everyone: there’s nothing travels so fast as fn‘tars /0wsl' Jam» 22 HOTEL UNIVERSE light—thirty million miles a minute. But by the time they see this match on Orion we’ll all have been dead fifty years, maybe more. [FELIX, a French butler of about fifty. in g white sum; mer unifiormLcomes in from the house. ANN ( lagghing ) There’s a modest man!—He thinks they’re hanging out of windows on Orion, to see him light a little match! (She turn; Mimi—Oui, Felix? FELIX to PAT Pardon, Monsieur— PAT Oui ? FELIX Il est neuf heure juste, Monsieur. PAT Bon. Merci. [115le traverses the terrace and goes out into the garden. ALICE .-—And why was that, may I ask? PAT We’ve got to leave before eleven. I told him to let me know every half-hour from nine until then. ANN That was perfectly dear of you, Pat. That will help. (A moment. Then impulsively) Oh, I don’t see why ym you to. Pat—stay— HOTEL UNIVERSE 23 PAT I wish I could, but I’ve got dates with mOuntains. WWW“- TOM If you had any sense at all you’d know you ought to m _ x f0 Affidl’ train for mountain-climbing. taéé PAT I feel pretty good, thanks.—-Oh, by the way, would __ #44655 /£#5”J‘ you mailsome letters for me in New York? from 500‘ c9!) TOM I ®4_// - I 5.9 73/97- ’9 II/gs 5-55,” ’40 Sure 5/”? TOM —The big one’s got no address. PAT There are four or five others inside it. I thought they’d be easier to carry. [33; Mg the envelopes in his pocket, the large one . ll l. E ii —— TOM You were wrong. [EY slams her book shut and tosses it W 0/2 to 54 é/a LILY —-Another blonde heroine who won’t take her milk, and Mama .will throw up. [There is a silence, which ALICE finally b13913: ALICE --Did I tell you ?—I saw the most amusing boat this (am [From ”fear”..- tdé/g. {a [49/5 tha/ 5ft ‘ 24 HOTEL UNIVERSE afternoon: all white, with sienna sails, and a thin white prow— , Mnother silence. TOM —Gondolas are built in a rather curious way. You know how they seem to pivot—well— Iflut he relapses into silence. HOPE . bf”) The air’s so heavy—gale hie a glass of water, some- one- p/sass, 73m- [TOM gives her his glass of champagne. HOPE takes .a swallow, and chokes. HOPE This isn’t water. TOM The water in France isn’t safe. It’s full Of French- 4 500/ o/Cs‘a’la, men. PAT .-——And sometimes an American, who swims out too far. - DILY turns on him, angrily. LILY Oh damn you, Pat! Shut your trap, will you? NORMAN (guicklg) How long is the drive to Toulon? TOM Fifty minutes, Mr. Rose. . HOPE (rekctively) —Bags to be packed. HOTEL UNIVERSE NJ 2:: ANN N o, no—please—there’s all the time in the world! [Another brief silence. Then PAT speaks. ' PAT It was funny motoring over here. We passed the Old Hotel Beau-Site in Cannes. Lord, how it took me back. I had an English tutor there, named Briggs, when I was twelve. He fell in love with my mother. ALICE What did she do? Fire him? PAT Heavens, nO.—Mother? @ORMAN starts a record on a portable gramophone which stands upon the wall—it is the “N ailla” of De- libes. LILY Dear God, not that again. If you knew what that tune does to me. [NORMAN promptly turns it off Wei-his- sha-isn. Silence is again about to descend upon them, but HOPE will not have it. HOPE Seriously, Ann—how did you know we were at An- tibes? ANN I told you: I had a hunch. EOM’S elbow catches on the bulky envelope pro- truding from his coat pocket. Unnoticed by PAT, he takes it out, opens it and eartracts four smaller en- velopes Fonz. it. __ pan/M (04 // 5' 7gp: ft; 1.74 an is err/e” 26 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE I know you said that. But seriously—— ANN I have them, I tell you !—It’s not my first one about. Pat, is it Pat ?—DO you remember my cable to Lon— don once, years ago? PAT . What? Oh yes—yes, sure. ANN . I got a feeling that he was in some kind of trouble, so I cabled.-—-But what the trouble was, I never. knew. ITOM is distributingt the letters in his inside pockets and his wallet. LILY to PAT.) Don’t tell me anything’s ever gone against you, dar- . ling. I couldn’t bear it. ANN —I asked you about it once before, didn’t I? PAT Did you? ANN Yes. Don’t you know what you said? PAT What? [ljow TOM has but one letter without a place for it. He kreads the address upon it, starts slightly, frowns, HOTEL UNIVERSE 27 ANN You said: “I’ll tell you that the day before I die.” PAT All right. That still goes. NORMAN It sounds ominous. ANN Doesn’t it! [10M taps the letter reflectivelyfl' TOM (suddenly) Pat—this letter—- [LAT turns swiftly, goes to him, and takes it from :45 J’ From we // hi8 hand. V Oéqck 0‘“ 6% PAT Oh'——Oh, that—I’ll tell you about that later. TOM . I think you’d better. ELY is watching ANN. LI LY —I wish I was like Ann. —Ann, I do wish I was like you. I feel so inadequate near you. I ANN laughs and-5km ANN Darling! You’re famous—I’m nobody. I do nothing but read of your triumphs. LILY —The triumph of trash. You can have my public, if you’ll give me your heart. . [dug/7.5 a n d' far/75 a way 28 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN But you have it already! LILY I’d like to think that. TOM You may. LILY I want to play Cordelia in King Lear. NORMAN Cordelia?! You? J LILY —And Booth turns a handspring in his grave. All right, but somehow that part fascinates me. When- ever I think of it I go absolutely cold. And still I 0 know that if ever I have the guts to do Cordelia, my life will be a different thing. PAT Then why not try it? I’ll back you, Lily. LILY (in frgg’ ht) NO! N O! I wouldn’t dare. (2an she laughs. )—-No. I start my farewell tour any day now. I’m going to play the Styx instead.—That’s a joke, the river Styx. NORMAN Everybody laugh. | LILY springs up. LILY Norman, there are times when I can’t stand this HOTEL UNIVERSE 29 damned Jewish superiority of yours, and this is one of them. NORMAN Really? I’m so sorry. LILY -—The way you look down from your eminence of M three thousand years—honestly, who do you think you are, some Disraeli? NORMAN He was later, wasn’t he? LILY (to the others) You see? NORMAN Besides, I’ve always considered him enormously over- rated. LILY I wouldn’t mind so much if it made you happy. But you’re one of the most wretched men I know. TOM Go on—bankers are always happy. ALICE Norman’s more than a banker. He’s a financial genius. My uncle says so. (ANN laughs) ANN There, Norman! Now are you happy? Limoment. Then: Al? [.0 to fiftdfld éy DC C'xfl/l/‘x’ If, é'O/D/é/pa ”ha/r and J/f' 30 HOTEL UNIVERSE NORMAN No. -——I’ll tell you, Ann: here’s how I see my life— [talc/”def; LILY Tune in on Norman Rose Hour. NORMAN ——There are several angles to it: When a man decides he wants to accumulate a fortune—- TOM It’s going to be a speech. I D to f/aor /gy5/ PAT ' A (74‘ 50/6“ __ __ —I can’t speak to Mr. Morgan just now. Tell him I’ll call him back. TOM /l/or r t/ t ”74” de —Nine-thirty A. M. The great Norman Rose enters a 67/ a” 2” /M/ his office— I 7”" {72.0” A [He goes to the table. (fad/L W , LILY (in three tones of voic_e) Good morning, Mr. Rose. Good morning, Mr. Rose! Good morning, Mr. Rose! . [10M grunts, seats himself at the table and contem- fl vi/ égflx'm/ bx)» 2% plates the bottles and glasses. JZdfld TO/ year - TOM ' Z‘d 5/5. I see my desk is piled with work again. LILY You must learn to depute the smaller duties to under- lings, Mr. Rose. HOTEL UNIVERSE 31 TOM I have to think Of my stock-holders. (LILY knocks three times upon hon-book; TOM turns.) Who’ 3 there? LILY 74bit It’s me, Mr. Rose. Little Lily Malone. You know me. TOM (wearily) Come in, come in! [lJLY enters the great mgn’s office. 0245/05 (90 y, LILY taé/E- ——A gentleman to see you, sir. TOM . _ flra é: For’ I don’t like gentlemen. It’s ladies I like.—Come closer, 4 / _ 54; g. ftp; Miss Malone. 64C A: ”ad. a/L W. Face/5 LILY -—A Mr. Patrick Farley. Morgan and Company. Sleighs and Violins Mended. TOM Show him in. _ LILY —Mr. Rose will see you now, Mr. Farley. PAT comes /% t Jz‘gps in, LIL‘.’ announces him: ) Mr. Farley, Mr. Rose. ———I toward taé/g How you’ll like each OTher. f LILY retires. TOM indicates a chair. PAT seats himself. " (If? I I? zf'a .5‘1'2!’ TOM A and 0/”- sofa. Well, Farley, what is it? pat [/17 “4/? 160/ éaéé. PAT It’s—just about everything, Doctor. I feel awful. 32 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM Your Chemistry is down. C-minus. PAT Yes, sir. TOM Your Physics is down. D. PAT . Yes, sir. ° TOM Your English is down. PAT Yes, sir. I can keep everything down now, sir. TOM You were not so good at that last night, Farley. PAT I think you are forgetting your place, Rose. Please remember that my grandfather kept slaves, and your grandfather was one of them. TOM Yes, and a good one! PAT (sneering) —Pride Of race, eh? TOM If you like. PAT And if I don’t? HOTEL UNIVERSE 33 TOM Farley, I am a busy man. PAT —Just so. And that is why I want to ask you a ques- tion :—-—That shipment of ear-marked gold for Sweden— TOM My God. PAT Don’t temporize, Mr. Rose. He, is my God as well as yours. TOM But I must have a moment to myself, to think. (Sud- denlg.) I know what! I’ll telephone about it! we takes a long spoon from the table and holds the handle to his ear. PAT —That was the Old Norman Rose speaking. That was the Norman Rose we once knew, and loved. fiOM speaks into the other end of the spogn. TOM Get me Equitable Trust. (Then to PAIQ What ever became of your Aunt Jessie Sprague? PAT None Of that now! Don’t try to get me off on sex. TOM (to the chmeL Hello? 34 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Say this to him first: Say “what is ear-marked gold?” LTOM nods and waits a moment. Then;- TOM Hello, is that you, Trust? Yes. This is Norman Rose speaking—the Old Norman Rose. Listen now, Eq— about that gold for Sweden—Sweden, yes.———Look here, old man, maybe you can tell me: what is ear- marked gold? (PAT nods approvingly. There is a silence. TOM holds his hand over the end of the spoori a—n—d turns to PAT.)—-He’s bluffing. (Another moment, Then again to th? spoon :) Oh it is, is it? That’s what it is, is it? Well, let me tell you something: you’re not a big enough man to bluff Norman Rose. No sir !— Well, it’s your business to know! (To PAT.)-——Still bluffing. (3) the telephone.) All right, all right— that’s all right with me! Kit if you think you can—— hello! Hello, are you there? Hello—hello— (He puts @wn the spoon and turns to PAT.) He’s gone. He’s hung up, the big bmr. W @Tjires him with his eye. PAT It’s you who are blufling, Rose. (He points his finger at him,) What is ear-marked gold? TOM (confused) I—why, it’s—I’m not sure, but I think it’s—— PAT We have no place here for men who are not sure. \ TOM Don’t be hard on me, boy. HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT I’ll give you two alternatives. TOM Make it three. PAT I’ll give you three alternatives. TOM Four. PAT Four and a half. TOM Five. Five twenty-five! mT’S fist descends upon the table. PAT 35 Sold !—TO the gentleman in the straw hat, for five twenty-five ! TOM But who—who are you? [EAT risesLopens his coat, and flints to his hgdgg, PAT The Chairman Of your Board of Directors. (TOM eaks uiet ' Good after- noon, Mr. Rose. (10M rises, and makes one mute gs - tyre of appeal.) Good afternoon, Mr. Rose. [10M hulks out. of his oflice, a broken man. PAT seats himself at the table and pours a ran ,_ NORMAN (laughigg) II? 2‘30 lama-no cfig/p All right! I’ll resign! "k I}? Cfid/r’ L 0’4. llfeor i‘a 5/5. IPIS‘a — lté 654/1", W 0/ (/1. 00" tad/g, 36 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE Silly—they are so silly. ANN It was lovely! DO another-— HOPE NO, they mustn’t. I’m always afraid they’ll slip over the line and turn into the people they’re pretending to be. LILY It would be grand just to let yourself go sometime. I wonder what would happen? HOPE I hate to think. LILY It couldn’t be any worse than it is (She closes her eyes.) Hopeless, hopeless—- NORMAN What? LILY Hopeless. Manning) WWW NORMAN ( to LILY) But while there’s life, my dear-— LILY —There’s the rent to pay. HOTEL UNIVERSE 37 PAT —And what’s the big premium on life, I’d like to know? NORMAN Well, it does look like all we’ve got. W“ 1.. g] gll'; TOM PAT we're dig/amt 7764” we sad 7‘: be, (/04; 11”,”. . Our schedule is different, ’ . ——What I mean is, we’ll have had the works at forty instead of eighty. NORMAN I’ve got a theory people expect __tOO much from life. ANN But you can’t! That’s one thing that’s not possible! LILY Then why is everyone so disappointed in it? ANN ’ Because all they concern themselves with are its prob- abilities. Think Of the things that might happen, can happen, do happen! The possibilities! LILY There might be a ray of hope in that. Who, for in- stance, would ever have thought that the little back- stage rat I was, would spend a week-end with the King of Spain ?—Not that I enjoyed it. 38 HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE —-SnOb. ANN ( laughing) You might spend a week-end with yourself some— time, Lily. You just might have a lovely time. LILY ' I’d bore myself stiff. I’d get to showing myself card- tricks. TOM A person’s got tO look for disillusionment all the way along. It’s the price paid by everyone who uses his head for anything but a hat-rack. ANN ’ But Tom! What do you want with illusions in the first place? LILY Oh—just to make himself feel important. That’s why he quit his business with such a great big gesture. TOM I quit publishing because it seemed ridiculous to de- vote my life to bringing out books about life. LILY ’Exactly—and how important the gesture made you feel. Sure. That’s what we’re all after—and that’s all we’re after. ANN You know, Lily, you’re so completely de—bunked, there’s very little Of you left. . HOTEL UNIVERSE 39 LILY I tell you, to beat this game you’ve got to be born rich and healthy, and preferably a Farley—with Pat’s private slant that nothing matters a damn any- way. PAT Is that my slant? LILY Isn’t it? ANN It wasn’t when I knew him. PAT People change, they say. ANN It breaks my heart to have you change, Pat. [LAT glances at her, then looks away. ALICE stretchgs upon her cushi9__n. ALICE Oh, you all think too much. Why don’t you be like me? LILY - Need you ask, dear? ALICE I know that when I die, I die. But in the meantime I hope to keep my days and nights fairly full. LILY Of what? ALICE I may not be as clever as you, Lily, but I’m a whole lot happier. 40 - HOTEL UNIVERSE [She yawns luwriouslyi. LILY I have a cat that is, too. ALICE I love cats. Cats have the right idea. PAT They also have kittens. [NORMAN clears his throat. NORMAN It all resolves itself into the fundamental problem Of the location Of Man in the Universe? PAT Really? Is that all? TOM Oh Lord, how can anyone believe he matters any, when he knows that in a few years he’ll be dead and done with? ANN You honestly think that this is all there is, then? TOM This what? ANN This life. TOM Why, of course. Don’t you? [ANN lagghs. HOTEL UNIVERSE 41 ANN Oh no, no, no! Of course not! Not possibly. Ehey all look at her in astonishment. Even Alli]! raises herself upon her elbow on the cushion. LILY murmurs. LILY —She’s marvellous. She’s really marvellous. TOM Chemistry is chemistry, Ann. ANN (still laughing) Heavens, Tom, is that as far as you’ve got? LILY There’s always the next step. Look: you see that nice little white scar there? ‘ Qhe holds one hand out jor her to see, wrist ugsard. ANN is serious in a moment. ANN Lily—what do you mean! HOPE Lily! You didn’t! LILY —Didn’t I, though—At last a real use for Old razor— blades. HOPE But when? LILY Oh—about a year ago. I forget, exactly. 42 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE But my dear—why? LILY I just got sick of myself. @e apologizes.)-—It wasn’t very successful. I know too much. I mRe the tourniquet myself. PAT That’s right, Actress, do your stuff. God’s out front tO-night. LILY —Will you tell the Kind Gentleman I enjoyed his little piece, but found no part in it for me? TOM Don’t talk that way, Lily. LILY Why not? TOM It’s blasphemy. I was born a Catholic, and I don’t like it. [LILY stares at him, finds him quite serious. LILY “Blasph—”? I haven’t heard that word in years. Say another. NORMAN ' I thought you’d given up your religion? TOM SO I have. But all the same, the only real dope on life HOTEL UNIVERSE 4:3 I ever got was from an old priest at school. I’d like to see that old fellow again. He was a nice Old fellow. Father Francis, his name was. ANN There’s been a great space left in you, Tom. It will take some filling. TOM And with what? LILY . . They say cyanide is quite satisfactory. HOPE Don’t, Lily— LILY Why? Don’t tell me you’ve never thought Of it. (HOPE is about to reply, but does n01.) Ha-ha! t- Caught you— :3 .. or”; (ea/41 TOM Darling—you haven’t really— HOPE Well, haven’t you? TOM I know, but—— HOPE Is it anyone’s special privilege? Am I not worthy? LLILY laughs, and turns to ALICE. LILY Alice? ‘ [ALICE sits up. 44 HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE Yes, dear? LILY No, there’d be no point in it for you—it would be too little change—But what about you, Norman? DO you ever yearn out windows? EORMAN smiles. NORMAN I can’t say I’ve ever seriously contemplated it, no. LILY Then go on and contemplate it. [Abrief pause. Then: NORMAN Well, I wouldn’t do anything positive—but if I knew I could save my life by changing from this chair to that one, I doubt if I’d move. Mgai/n LILY laughs. ANN is gazing at them in amaze- ment. LILY 0W. mar-(briefly)- W. LILY —And as for you, Patrick? How long since your last confession? PAT I’m sorry to disappoint you, but it’s never crossed my mind. HOTEL UNIVERSE 45 LILY And if I were you, I’d take precious good care it never did. PAT Thanks. You’re kind. I’ll remember. LILY —Because I don’t think it would cross yours. I think it would stick there. Lil—’3 owls" ’33/13/3/ .I/75 L42”) Italy/me“ w: Cat/7 coo/)2 ago 0&7: tiaay’), " 4m; : ’ 4mg) Four out of six. Not a bad average, is it? TOM Pat, why was that letter addressed to me? |PAT smiles. PAT Suppose my foot. should slip on an Alp? TOM DO you expect it to? PAT Not particularly, but there’s always the hope. TOM You’re not usually so foresighted. PAT But this time I am. TOM ——-I don’t like it. May I read it now? PAT It would make me feel a little foolish. It’s signed “oceans of love, Patrick.” 75-5-wa 1e47, " 46 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN What letter are you talkingabout? PAT One that he— ALICE (suddenlg) Oh, good Lord— HOPE What’s the matter? ALICE Suddenly I had the most abominable chill. LILY On a night like this? ALICE What a fool I am, really. . EORMAN wraps W about her. LILY sweetly) 0" ”0"”, J°"’" Please dear, let me say that. NORMAN I wouldn’t give two francs for any of our nervous systems. HOPE It’s probably too much sun and too little sleep for a week. [PAT pours himself another brandy. PAT —And the grape—the grape and the grain. I [And drains the glass. Again silence descends upgp- M. HOPE finally breaks it. , - F HOTEL UNIVERSE 47 HOPE Is it always so heavenly here, Ann? ANN —Except for some overcast nights in the Autumn with no moon, no stars. Then there’s such blackness as you wouldn’t believe.—Only the light from the lighthouse on the Ile de Port-Cros, crossing the, ter- race here—like the finger of God, Father says. [I t has got darker, but the atmosphere possesm muons quality that imparts a strange definitenegs oLoutline to the o_bjects and the people upon thé terrace. Again, silence. Then: W LILY I’m sad.—I could cry.——I am crying—Oh, behave yourself. [Suddenly ANN stands bolt upright, gg’ id. HOPE What is it? ! ANN Wait a minute. HOPE Honestly, Ann, I do wish— ANN Wait! (For a moment they wait, silent, tense. Then from the distance is heard one muflled report.) —There‘It’s all right. Don’t wgry. HOPE But what on earth was it? 5/6.: 0"65’3 far” 48 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN It’s Father. He’s at the bastide. Sometimes he fires a sunset-gun. I get to expect it. ALICE (awed) He won’t do it again tO-night, will he? ANN I said a sunset-gun. It sets only once a day as a rule. @here is a silence. She rises, abruptly.) Well, why shouldn’t he, if he likes? I think it’s splendid of him! der/4:7 amber“ 535,] - (A moment. Then she laughs shortly.) Sorry! (Waits W—I imagine He’a seem a trifle strange to you, but to me it’s a pretty grand sort of strangeness. I believe he is a very wise man. TOM I don’t doubt it. ANN I don’t always understand him, but that’s my fault. I understand better than I used to, and sometime I hope to understand all. SO I just try to follow him wherever his mind leads. I’ve been beautiful places there with him. ’ TOM (gfiej a pause) I unearthed a marble tablet in the lower garden to- day. It was in Latin and said: “TO Semptronius who, at age 12, danced here, and pleased.” ANN But how charming that is !—Can’t you see him ?— Semptronius—'- [TOM rises. All at once he is as excited as a child. O l . l o i l {I L a . r C l r .r - u f t 9 I1”. : I ra H (B: r r r t r v 4 a c H. Ix Is .3. . -41 4 . l O - c .c , ,. 4; r r r;.. I we.» 4 . -rr r I .r. L- . .Sé‘J . . fooom0 i. . . 3....» HOTEL UNIVERSE 49 TOM I’d like to dance here, too. (To PAT.) Will you play? And would anyone mind? HOPE —Now that’s what I mean! Really, we’re not acting at all sensibly, don’t you realize it? [30M looks at her, and returns to the wall. TOM [Cl ['0 2 flJ/ual bee/kg ”/4; ' (U toga/wg/ —Ten years ago I wouldn’t even have asked. It’s a rotten feeling, knowing your youth’s gone—knowing that all the brave things you once dreamed of doing, somehow just won’t get done. PAT (gs a small boy would say it :) I wanna go out to the South Seas like Father Damien! TOM (soberlg ) I did, at that. ALICE Who is Father Damien? TOM (reciting) Father Damien was a noble priest who went to the South Seas to help the lepers and got it himself. HOPE . Sometimes I don’t know his voice from little Tommy’s. [Suddenly TOM stands up upon the wall. TOM ~ Look, Mummy! Look where I am! HOPE *— fiacxky oat L ——- 0/98 0/) faci/o’o of («/4 // new to fleas; !- XU to Jig/as- Get down, Tom, you’ll fall. 490/ 50A 50 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM Don’t punish me, Mummy.—Reason with me. HOPE —Acting like that! I don’t know where you think you are. [TOM descends from the wall. TOM —Under the piano. LHe moves away W to- £6 arm 56/0“ ward the table. )—Under the apple tree— (H e seats /§f/u&/ himself 07088- -leq(led WWW-tune moment, then he calls, as a small boy would.) Hey, Pat! Pat! C’mon over! - [PAT comes forward to him. PAT [' H , . Fat If" ello Tom 75/271 ; TOM _ Hello, yourself. PAT Where’re the other fellows? TOM How should I know? I got better things to do than follow them all over everywheres. [fie examines his stick with interest. PAT seats him- gglf on the ground beside him. HOPE Don’t, Tom. —Make them stop, Ann. They go too far a with it. HOTEL UNIVERSE 51 [But ANN is silent, watchiyg them intently, PAT —Gosh, I feel good, don’t you? TOM I feel all right. PAT —But don’t you ever feel—gosh, I don’t know— good? TOM You don’t feel very good when you’ve got things the matter with you, like I have. PAT What have you got? (No answer. ) Aw, come on, Tom —is it really bad? trOM’s head bends lower over his stick: TOM It’s awful. PAT Aw gosh, I’m sorry—tell me, Tom— IA moment, they: TOM . Will you promise never so long as you live-— (3“ ygds eagerly. )—I think I’ve got something, Pat. PAT What? TOM I think I got the leprosy. 52 ' HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT ( a‘ggalled) You’ve—? Gosh, Tom, why do you think that? TOM I read a book last night about Father Damien in the South Seas and he got the leprosy and I think I’ve got it. PAT How—how do you suppose you ever— TOM I gave a old woman a dime the other day, and she went and kissed my hand, and I think it must Of been her that gave it to me. PAT But didn’t you wash or anything? ‘ TOM I couldn’t till I got home. And it takes awful fast. Look at that— LH e shows his wrist. PAT Where? we almost touches TOM’s wrist—but draws his hand back, fearfully. TOM Doesn’t it look sort Of—white to you? PAT It does, sort of. TOM ——And scaly. That’s the way it starts. My foot’s HOTEL UNIVERSE 53 the same way. I could tell for sure by putting it in hot water. PAT Hot water ! TOM . If you’ve got it, you'don’t feel anything, not even the water, even. Father Damien didn’t. That’s the way he knew. mORMAN is drawn over to them. He too, hag begun 571'” alibi D whistling softly. His tune is “Pony Boy.” ’50:: to 1‘ ‘7‘ PAT Oh, he was prob’ly just a crazy Ole priest.—H’lo, Norman. TOM scowls. NORMAN estures “ whistling, hands in yockgtg. TOM ——A what, did you say? PAT Well, there are crazy priests. Anyways, I bet there have been, sometime. . TOM Never. Never one. God wouldn’t let there be. NORMAN What about Theo-philus? TOM Who ? NORMAN Theo-philus. — {{an 54 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM What did he do that -was so crazy? NORMAN Just burnt the libary at Alexandria, that’s all. TOM _ I never even heard Of it. PAT I did. Alexander the Great built it, quite a long time ago, to please his vanity. NORMAN (recitgzg’ ) ———And Theo-philus was a crazy Christian monk that burnt up the libary which was the greatest in the whole world and which history tells us contained over seventy thousand volumes. TOM Well, if he did‘, I bet he had some good reason. I bet they were impure books, or something. NORMAN He was crazy. TOM I bet he 'knew they were good and lashivious and he just burnt ’em to the honor and glory Of God. NORMAN He was crazy. PAT ( pointedly) Of course you’d say so, anyway. I guess you’d say any Christian holy man of God was crazy. .HOTEL UNIVERSE 55 NORMAN I wouldn’t either. (A moment.) Why would I? PAT I suppose you think we didn’t notice you didn’t eat that ham—sandwich the other day and asked for a sardine. NORMAN I wanted a sardine. I like sardines better. I like their taste better. PAT Yes, you do ! TOM (to PAT) -——Anyone says sardines taste better’n ham says so for some good alterior reason, you bet. NORMAN . You know what you are, don’t you? TOM What? ' NORMAN Cath’lic! Cath’lic! 1%,» to at TOM (soberly) 73m I am a Catholic. Yes. I am proud to be a Catholic. NORMAN ’ Yes—well, before I’d go to confession and things— TOM You know why ?—You wouldn’t get the chance. They wouldn’t let you in. See, Mr. Jew? 56 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT You are a Jew, aren’t you? [NORMAN raises his head proudly. NORMAN Of course I am. What about it? TOM You crucified our Lord, that’s what about it. NORMAN Oh, no I didn’t. PAT Who did, then? NORMAN —The Roman soldiers. See?’ PAT Oh, you think you know everything. All you do is sit around and read books, little Ikey. NORMAN ' , I’m not an Ikey! Don’t you call me that! TOM ( to PAT ) —You’re just as bad as he is. A heretic’s what you are— Protestant-dog-sit-On-a-log-and-eat-meat—On- Friday! PAT I’ll eat anything I like any day I like—see? And ham. TOM It’s all right now, only wait’ll you die. Just wait’ll then. HOTEL UNIVERSE 57 PAT (to NORMAN) ' Pooh, “when I die.” That’s what the priest tells him— . TOM Well, just let me tell you: when I grow up maybe I’m going to be a priest. See? Maybe I’ve got a vacation right this minute. See? PAT A what? TOM A vacation—a call. [PAT looks at him in wonder. PAT Gosh. TOM ( closer to him) ' Just think that over, Mr. Fresh.—And when you hear of me going out to the South Seas and places like Father Dami— - Westrycis, he remembers his malady. In fear he peers at his wrist ggain. ‘ PAT Is it any worse? TOM I—I think it’s spread a little. PAT Listen— TOM What— Mirna» feta”): 790 /£7/5ss/ 58 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT - I know a fellow’s got a doctor-book. Only he won’t lend it. You got to look at it at his house. Shall we—? TOM All right. (A moment. Them) Pat—— PAT What? TOM What would you do if you had the—the you-know? PAT after thoughl) I’d kill myself. TOM You couldn’t. You’d go straight to hell. And the tortures of the you-know are as nothing to the tor- tures of hell. PAT Just the same I’d do it, though. I certainly wouldn’t go around with the lepr— (30M claps his hand over W Let go! TOM —-You promised! (To NORMAN.)—You get out. Get out, now !—If you know what’s good for you— [NORMAN leaves them. PAT struggles. PAT Let go! I’m—I can’t breathe. Let go—! LS_till TOM holds him. PAT struggles harder. He be- M to beat at him with his fists. Finally freeigg HOTEL UNIVERSE 59 «— l/{y X fox? himself, he goes at him more violently. TOM retaliatgg, pano They go up and down the terrace, advancing, ze- treating, clinching, separating, raining blows up:_‘H fi/ylit LC f1”;— each other in dead earnest. HOPE suddenly realizes afidv that thpyare no logger playing, and cries: HOPE Stop it! (But theygo on. She—begins—to-flrike-mt- ,(f, ,9 755,» an.) Stop! Stop it, do you hear me? W imalamalaiammm) Norman! W , NORMAN I Come on, Rowe—that’s enough! (fly hgldg hg' nary ’4’"? 1". ”La/{33‘ W What’s got into you two? [HOPE stands between PAT and TOM, protecti TOM. They are gasfl'ng for breath, glariyg at each other. TOM lurches forward once more. HOPE Stop, Tom '—How Often must I tell you— (Then Mae-hams.) Oh, didn’t I beg you not t0! 4/)” fences: W: Pa 2‘ e. cfiwxhc! ANN 5/10” can If: It”), Pat—Pat, dear-— IPA: stares at her blankly for a moment, then as; denly slumps down into a chair. PAT I’m—I don’t know— I NQEMAN releases TOM, who stares first at HOPE, then gt PAT, amazement rowi in his eyes. //o /c/: 72m ”'7 arm: so HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE Well, Of all the— ANN Wait !-—Are you all right, Pat? PAT ( weakly) Sure. [meow-beam HOPE Oh, I’m scared—I’m so scared. ANN Of what, Hope—Of seeing life hurst the walls of the little room we try to keep it in? [fiuddenly TOM turns upon her. TOM Well, Ann—if you know so much, what’s the answer to the whole works? ANN _ If I could tell you— 05‘3‘4004' J70 _ «W351 / 69/05 P0//J 7&2” 0 __ ta 6/1‘ 0/) /§7/‘§(¢/ 1191c _' non mm Tom—listen— TOM middenly savage) I say, what’s the answer? I want to know! Q13 averts his head, sharpljeb) God help me, I’ve got to know! ANN —But I can’t tell you !—I don’t know how.—Oh my dean's—what is to become of you? How can I let HOTEL UNIVERSE 61 you go to rave the world like ghosts this way? You’re so pitiful, and I love you so! £1:le comes in from the garden. FELIX to ANN Pardon, Mademoiselle— ANN Oui? Qu’est-ce-que c’est? FELIX C’est 1e pére de Mademoiselle qui fait demander si elle a besoin de lui. ANN Ou est-i1? FELIX A la bastide, Mademoiselle. IA moment. ANN looks about her, at the others. 7.18.2: ' ANN I’ll go tO him. |She Woes out, up the garden steps. FELIX turns to PAT. X'J FELIX Pardon, Monsieur—i1 est neuf heures-et-demi, Mon- sieur. ’ ”PAT Merci. LPELIX bows and goes out, into the house, taking the cgfi’ee-ser'oice with him. There is a lo_ng silence, then LILY collects herself and speaks. __ [lock ,9 ADC szr flea/5,, 34‘5“ Jill's/der em,— 44” loaf’zl‘odgc 150$? 29/? ”hf l? tad/4 rc/ 1, g 62 HOTEL UNIVERSE LILY What did he say to Ann? ALICE Her father sent to ask if she needed him. She’s gone to him. HOPE Needed him !——For what, I wonder. |Another pause. LILY ventures hopefugyg LILY It is not generally known that polo was invented by h; Chinese women.—An interesting fact, is it not? (Ma (me replies.)—Nopej NORMAN (regctively fl) —I’d like to go all alone to Andora. ALICE Where’s that? , NORMAN I don’t know. ALICE Then what do you want to go for? NORMAN NO Federal Reserve—no “giant mergers.”—Time to think—Lord, time to think! LILY About what? NORMAN Lily, I’m sorrier for you than for anyone I know. HOTEL UNIVERSE 63 LILY I don’t want your pity, Mr. Rose. I just want your money. NORMAN ( gandering ) When I was working in that fur shop. on Twenty- third street, I was a free man. (A moment. Then-he W I think I’ll go in and pack. [And goes qui into the hogsg. _ 1 10(1)”wa TOM Of course I think the trouble with Norman is, he’s caught and he knows it. He’d like to retire now, but he can’t. TOO much depends on him. I PAT lauglzg shortlyL PAT —All looking for the answer, when there isn’t any answer. (A moment. p—Unless maybe it’s “Off for Africa.” HOPE —That will do, Pat. Don’t even start it. ALICE I still don’t see why men like you three can’t enjoy life. LILY Promise me something, dear— ALICE What? 011 5244/)»- Zf‘a éa/coy 64 HOTEL UNIVERSE LILY —When you die, leave your head to the Rockefeller Institute. It’s a little gem. [ALICE rises and moves toward the house. ALICE Oh, you’re always so bright— LILY I know. Isn’t it the devil? ALICE If you weren’t, an fond, such a common little piece— LILY —N’est ce pas? (.110 the others.)—She thinks in French. {At the-door ALICE turns and contemglates them. ALICE Honestly, it’s all so boring— I'And goes out. LILY The trouble with that girl is complete lack of vita- mins A to Z. HOPE DO you suppose Norman is really in love with her? LILY $9215 0,, 54/4 I don’t know. Anyhow, there’s a chink in that fine Semitic pride Of his. It would never risk a refusal. HOPE But surely if she cared for him— HOTEL UNIVERSE 65 LILY She doesn’t—too much effort. [ A pause. TOM rises. __ I 04 TOM Oh Lord, if only I’d died at fifteen. PAT Maybe you did. HOPE It’s been a ghastly week all around. NO wonder we’re m A) - depressed. we LI‘OM looks at her. TOM Hope, sometimes I feel I don’t know you at all. (if? e.)—And we’re sup—__ _ X to I? posed to be the lucky ones! We’re the ones who’ve got the world by the top of the head-€11 let you know when I’m packed, Hope. 4/ LAnd goes out. / fli- - HOPE (40972»? I’m coming now. ’(To PAT and LILch-He came Iii-”t"- a/tE’A/bz abroad this time to study the origins Of Ecclesiastical ’6‘?“ ”C 9/ /OQ t Precedence in Rome. He got as far as Antibes. He gets vaguer all the time. I’m so worried about him I can’t see straight. W I ia/sz- 0/ 5140/23- PAT ' Of course I think Tom’s trouble is having too much I to A2746”; 645/5 time on his hands. ' toys? aé—hg a J I n HOPE , fife/sf: 0/2; 270 I? But it’s his time to himself he always said he wanted! That would solve everything. And now that he’s got - [fa/()C 57,575,537 Jain/2:; 50 40/7 fail M “to J'o/a 4/7047ng 0/7 favo’ 0/:0/4 66 HOTEL UNIVERSE it, it’s not enough. I wish to heaven we were home with the children and he was still rushing madly for the 8: 22. He cursed it, but it kept him going. PAT You’re just travel—worn, that’s all. Why not let him make his crusades for Truth by himself? HOPE —And get sent for the first day he’s lonely? That’s what’s always happened—Except once, just once, when he did go to Canada for a month. W He accomplished two things toward his soul’s salva- tion there—two great things. PAT What ? HOPE —He grew a red beard and leab ed to whistle through his teeth. (She moves the stairs.) —Talk about children! He’s the worst one I’ve got. Oh, if you knew how I want to stay home with my real babies! [And goes into the house. LILY ——Which is the answer, Of course, to Hope. PAT What is? LILY She’s so peaceful, so normal. She’s all home and babies. HOTEL UNIVERSE 67 PAT That’s not a bad thing to be. LILY It’s a grand thing to be.—And so is it to be the fine, free, roving soul that Tom might. It’s the combina- tion that’s wrong. Of course I think the real trouble with them both is— (LMdefly she stops, a/nd laughs.) DO you realize what we’ve been doing? ; w [54,75 émzé ox; Jfa. PAT What? LILY —When I go in, what will you say about me ?—The trouble with Lily is what? What’s wrong with Lily? PAT Is there anything? LILY Plenty. But Pat— PAT What? LILY I think we’ve been good for each other, don’t you? PAT I suppose so. LILY You lie, you don’t! [EAT looks at her mildly. /72i ms 060?? 05;;218 6 down ”'7 .m/[q 68 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT , Don’t be violent, Lily. [LILY groans. LILY —Now he’s going ’to turn gent on me again. That’s the catch with you: you were born a gent and you can’t get over it. PAT I think I’ve done pretty well. LILY Oh you do, do you? Well, listen to mt.h PAT Lily, I’m sunk—And low, deep, full fathom five.’ [ She looks:gt him curiously. There is a silence. Then she speaks in a difierent tone: LILY Have a drink. PAT NO, thanks. LILY Pat, when I first knew you, your spine had turned to jelly— PAT Yes ? LILY Yes. And your slant was all wrong. You’d been ex- HOTEL UNIVERSE 69 pecting too much of something—I don’t know what —and hadn’t got it. You were a mass of sobs. PAT That’s a pretty picture. LILY It was you.—I’d knocked around enough, man and boy, to know what people really are. I taught you to expect nothing, didn’t I? PAT Yes. [She raises her glass. LILY ’ —And what a dandy little mother’s-helper this is— |§he drinks. PAT Yes. LILY —And that there’s no de-lousing station big enough to pass the whole world through. PAT That’s right. mm WeHafle—a-d-rink: Wm. PAT ——I suppose they’re good things to have learned. LILY I’ve changed your slant, haven’t I? 1%21 f/J'g‘é“ (If I? ée/Sa'a/ Jo/a. and 0 6'0 ( 5’70I 0/594" 70 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT . Something has. LILY You’ve done a lot for me, too. How is it I don’t fall in love with you, I wonder— PAT I don’t know. Have you tried very hard? LILY Awfully hard. PAT I’m sorry. Maybe I’m just not your type. LILY _ Would you like to be? PAT I never gave it much thought. LILY Don’t I attract you at all, Pat? PAT You might, if I thought about it. LILY Think about it. AMI-WW Male-eyes. ) Have you thought? PAT Um. LILY What’s the answer? HOTEL UNIVERSE 71 PAT I’m attracted. LILY Much? PAT Quite a lot. LILY Would you mind kissing me, Pat? PAT On the contrary. LILY Then do, please. (He kisses heri. She clings to him briefly, then turns away.) Oh, it’s so awful— w lad/7.7 over 45,» 5'0 4763‘ 5.5/- PAT Thanks! (Then:)—What is? LILY I don’t feel anything. I don’t feel anything at all. PAT No. I thought not. [She tumuickgh LILY You knew about me? PAT I imagined. LILY Don’t get me wrong, Pat. I’m not one of the girls, either. ’r t” ’€ éy/O/éxyo [in f ('04 0/ 50/54. ado/Jr’lfr 72 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT I never supposed you were. LILY I just—don’t feel anything for anyone. PAT Some people have all the luck. LILY Oh, no—don’t say that! I want to, so much— (Ii moment.) It seems to me—dimly—way back some- where, I loved someone terribly. I don’t know who—- my father, maybe. PAT There you go about your father again. LILY ——All I know is, that since, there’s been nothing. PAT Maybe that did the trick, Lily. LILY How ? PAT Maybe that’s all you get. LILY You’re a wise guy, in a way. PAT . You think? HOTEL UNIVERSE 73 LILY Weed} —— fasten: fOWMJ —The Farley brow, eight months gone with Minerva. FOMédd Where do you get all your dope? r PAT The ravens feed me. LILY 0h, hell—nothing happens anymore. PAT Buck up, Lily. Something will before you know it. LILY A broken neck would be welcome. PAT Give things a chance. Don’t try so hard for them. LILY All right, teacher.—Have another drink? PAT Later—when the night wears on a bit. LILY Yes—and won’t it, though— [ALICE appears on the balcony, ALICE ( lowly) Listen, you two— LLILY puts on her humorless smile. LILY Yes, Angel? (To PAT.) Reach me my Winchester, will you? Peta/7).: 5/” are: 25' a feel/e: I 157 dear/Sr - Asa/Kr.— 74' HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE Honestly, I’ve got the queerest feeling. LILY I told you a week ago you swallow tOO fast. ALICE ——I don’t suppose we could decently'leave before eleven— PAT No, I don’t suppose we could. ALICE I was afraid we couldn’t. (She moves toward the doorway, but sways against the railigg, §b£ eg- claims, weakly:) Oh—come up here a minute, some- one—will you? I feel awful. LILY Right away, dear. [ALICE goes out, into the house ggain. PAT You’d better go. She may be ill. I O l l I g 3 g ‘1 i LILY Ann’s coming back. One thing, Pat— PAT What? LILY (as she moves to follow ALICE) If I were you, I’d be careful to-night. PAT About, what? HOTEL UNIVERSE 75 LILY About Ann. You may not know it, but you’ re still the world to that girl. PAT You’re talking tripe, Lily. LILY Just the same, I’d be careful. (PAT turns abruptly and looks out over the wall. PW ANN comes in from the garden.) Ann—do you sup- pose your maid could give me a hand with my'things? ANN . But of course! She’s in my room. Call her. [LILY mounts the steps. FELIX takes out his watch. LILY . —And it isn’t tripe, my Patrick. [From far in the distance beyond the wall a small gncil of light is cast. It performs an arc in space, sweeging across the tgrrace, flooding over the uppgr wall ofihe house and disaggearing again in the gar- den above. FELIX Pardon, Monsieur— i1 manque dix-sept minutes de dix heure, Monsieur. PAT (without turning) Bon. IFELIx goes into the house. LILY (gt the top of the steps) What happens when you forget to wind him up? ”(éCé éo 22/ /6"£/ 564/4/ 6&4 .é/ f x? é/l)’ /0./;“0/y 4/? o/w/ 1.0 to #27 [gay 76 HOTEL UNIVERSE |She goes into the house Water—deem ‘27}! .Ltands silently_watching_ PAT until the door has closed behind LILY. Then suddenly, swiftly, she goes to him» takes him WW about, facing her. PAT Oh hello, Ann. IFrom the distance yiano—music begins to be heard. ANN Llowly, intensely) I won’t have it, Pat. I just will not have it! PAT ItP—What’s that you won’t have? ANN Something’s burning you up. Tell me what it is! PAT I’m afraid you’re imagining things. VVhere’s the mu- sic from? ANN Réné Mayer has a house up the road. It’s always full of musicians.—You’ve got to listen to me. I— PAT Have you heard Sandy Patch’s new song? (_H_e_ ’ )—It’s called “Drunk and Disorderly.” It goes like this—- ANN Don’t, Pat—we haven’t time—— HOTEL UNIVERSE 77 PAT . . Then let’s get the others down, shall we?-—And en- joy what there is left. LHe makes a move toward the house. Her hand upon. J24,” 0,, /.;7‘ his arm stops him. /“£/ ANN Wait! [She looks away, to control herself, her hand still upon his arm. PAT I’m all right, my dear. Really I am. ANN “Te’ve known each other quite a few years, now—- PAT We have, haven’t we? I feel pretty Spry, though, don’t you? ANN We’ve always been able to talk. PAT They say I could talk when I was only— ”a ‘7”” ‘7 «3’5“!» EH , ,,. l! ,. bay/st at (If: ' (Mm eta/J (fade ANN —Which we’ve always done directly, and honestly. PAT Yes ? ANN Shan’t we now? 78 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT . If you like. Why not? ANN When you leave to-night I shan’t see you again for at least a year—maybe more— PAT Oh—before I forget— [From his pocket, in a fold of tissue-paper, he brings a very simple and fine ruby pendant, and gives it to her. ANN What is it? PAT It was Mother’s. I’m sure she’d want you to have it. I know I do. ANN Beautiful— PAT I think so. ANN But Pat—it’s priceless—- PAT So was she. So is Ann. ANN Oh, thank you for it! Put it on for me— (He catches iL around her throat. She turns again, facing him, then stands for a moment with her foreh'ead against his breast.) Pat—my dear Pat— HOTEL UNIVERSE 79 PAT Things don’t go the way we’d like them to, Ann. IA moment, then she leaves him. ANN —You’ve been dodging around corners, to get away from me. PAT. I didn’t know it. ANN I won’t bite you, Pat.—What’s been happening to you these past three years? I’m still a little inter- ested. PAT It’s been pretty much the same sort of life, thanks. ANN What are you doing with all that money? PAT Oh—spending some Of it—giving away quite a lot of it. It’s an awful pile to make a dent in. ANN You never found the job we used to talk so much about— |PAT smiles. PAT How well she knows me. ANN There are only two people in this world who are really important to me, you and Father. Ital. Ito/Oat 1400 ma k£5jas£wL («J/{36 band ' 80 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT I’m—thanks, Ann. That’s good to know. ANN I’ve been able to help him a little— PAT I should think you had. ANN I’d give the eyes right out of my head, if I could help_ you. LHe lifts her hand to his lim, kisses it, and turns away), Oh Pat, Pat—whatever has happened holds loaf? fiahd/ Bey-34125 dang /P to you? PAT Myself. ANN —Don’t you go telling yourself you’re no good! You’re the best there is. PAT You don’t know. ANN Oh, yes I do! PAT Anyhow, let’s not get solemn about— ANN —And what do you suppose it means to me to know that a person I love as I love you is breaking up into little pieces over something I’ve no share in? PAT But Ann—you don’t love me anymore. HOTEL UNIVERSE 81 ANN I do, though. I’ve never got over it—never. I love you with all my heart. (A silence. She smiles un- certainty. 2—1 don’t suppose by any chance you love me back— ~ PAT (with difficulty) There’s something in the way. Nothing can ever come Of you and me now. There’s something in thy— [H e turns away, with an exclamation. ANN Tell me. PAT I can’t. ANN —You’ll be shocked to hear I’m living with you in my mind. I’ve taught myself to dream about you nearly every night. That gives me—rights. PAT Ah, Ann—let it go—please let it go. ANN I can’t. I simply can’t.—You’ve always been a life- and-death person. You take things terribly hard. I’m sure it’s not as hopeless as it seems. LBut he does not answer. )—Do you remember the first time we met, on the Westbury Road P—me lost, with a sprained ankle, and you— 'PAT ———When I forget anything about you and me— [to data“ '/ 6’1." 7/ 175””- a/ a way Kip/at tar/15 tic/)6, 82 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN I wish we could get back there. I wish we could start from the Westbury Road again. PAT —But we can’t. ANN —Such a dear, serious boy you were. All the time you were in college you used to come to me with your little troubles— | He layghs. PAT —Would I row on the Crew?—I didn’t make the [0 to [€601 0/ _‘ Jofa. 0/70] 97%: i 0/) arm 1 Dramatic Club.—VVhat if they passed me up on Tap Day.—Poor Ann— ANN I was important to you then— PAT You still are. ANN Come to me now with your big trouble, Pat. PAT I’m just a flop, darling. ANN It’s a little soon to decide that, don’t you think? PAT . I told you my schedule was different. ANN Pat, whatever happened, happened four years ago. HOTEL UNIVERSE 83 You came back from a year in England, and you were changed. It was a girl, wasn’t it? I saw her—W pat [I‘M/145.5008 picture in your study. What was it—wouldn’t she Ac ands—x21,- have you? | PAT smiles. PAT I forget. What did she look like? ANN Very young, quite English, very fair. A lovely face-— pretty, oh, so pretty. PAT ‘ Funny—I’ve forgotten. ANN I haven’t.—Then you went over again the next win— ter—for how long was it? PAT I don’t know—three weeks— ANN That’s when I had my hunch about you. It wasn’t long after you’d sailed. I was walking up Madison Avenue and in a florist’s window I saw a lot of haw- thorn blossoms— | PAT starts slightly. PAT Hawthorn— ANN Yes. They were lovely, and I was going in to get some when all at once I began to feel terribly queer. £155 "to ”7 i0 84 HOTEL UNIVERSE It was as if the bottom had drOpped out of every- thing. I knew it had something to do with you, and I love you and I just went on home without them. PAT I don’t get it at all. ANN Nor do I.—But'the next morning I passed the same shop and saw that the hawthorn was gone. Somehow, that was terrible. I couldn’t get warm again all day. I love you and I had to cable you. PAT I don’t get it. ANN I’ve never known such a change in a person, as in bl)» Irv/vat ,P/ise - 5am emf; you when you came back; Suddenly you were as hard as nails, and so bitter. I hated leaving you that way when I came here with Father. But I was sure you’d get through it somehow, back to yourself. Now I see that you haven’t. I see that it’s worse than it ever _ was, it’s destroying you. Oh, Patf—it 'can’t be just some fool of a girl who wouldn’tTiave you.—What has done it? PAT Honestly, Ann—it’s all so long ago. ANN But I’ve got to know. Tell me! EAT shakes his head. PAT It’s all too ridiculous. Really. I never even think of it anymore. HOTEL UNIVERSE 85 ANN Whether you do or not, it’s got you still. Something awful’s got you. Tell me—it will help to tell me. Ah, please—because I love you— PAT I would if I could. I want to. I simply can’t. ANN I’ll find out ! PAT All right, Ann. ANN —But can’t you accept it, somehow? Can’t you take life whole—all Of it—for what it is, and be glad Of it? Why do you have to go at it with a tin box of paints, daubing it up pretty? You’re grown-up, now.; —Why, my dear! What have I said? What is there in that, to hurt you so? Pat {fez/'2‘; 0’71 far/75d“? PAT Listen: you can have your marvellous life. I’m not taking any. Tar/7.: 0/7 Aer ANN _ What are you talking about?! PAT —The lot of you—clutching, grabbing at some little satisfaction that lasts a day or two—a swell busi- ness. ANN ' You dare talk to me about my life like that! fi_’7a‘£53 “3 5 5619 back 86 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Yours—theirs—anyone’s— ANN Oh, you’re horrible—— EAT looks at her intentljh I to 32%,” PAT So you’re the last to go. You fail me too— ANN (a cry) r/ CO/ ‘77” /5’/5/ —You?—And who are you, that you shouldn’t be failed sometime? PAT I don’t know, Ann. I’ve often wondered. (Again he moves to the wall and stands looking out over it, the 4/7!) Jiis on émcfi :Lht from the lighthouse breaking over his head. a, WWW. Er mm the (12‘ (P00 3' /ws/ tance, the piano-music begins to be heard more clearly. For a long time they are silent. Then PAT gyeaks. His voice is one of wonder, almost of fright.) —They’re right about this flee—it is so, you- know—it’s really so—- Jiiarm ”f slimy/rt ”$th t . , ahead 3 15' PAT —Like other places—like another place— ANN Where? PAT —A house my mother had in Florida, four years ago, when I came back from England-— HOTEL UNIVERSE 87 ANN That was the second time— PAT Yes. It was in March. I came straight down here from New York—I mean straight down there. Mother was in the patio all alone, having coffee— Q‘till he looks out over the wall, without turning.) —I had so much to tell her—I’ll never forget it—I thought if only I could talk to someone who— [fim speaks, softly: ANN Hello, Son. It’s good to have you back. PAT ——-Could talk to someone who might, just might, have some little faint idea of what 1— ANN Hello, Son. It’s good to have you back. \ lg moment. Then: PAT (a murmur) Hello, Mother. It’s good to be back. [& comes forward- to her, slowly. J’fow/f 75am, ANN ’5 (so 2572 he, I didn’t expect you quite so soon. PAT I know. [is sinks down W on the floor beside her, The eyes of both are straight ahead, not looking at each other. Aafla/ an J’doee/cér 88 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN You’re looking tired. PAT " It was a rotten trip. (He goes on in a low voige, almost mechanically.)—I think I’ll stay awhile this time. ANN I’m glad. PAT It seems like a pleasant place. ANN It’s peaceful. PAT That’s good. ANN Ah, Pat—what is it, dear? I’ve worried so about you. PAT Yes. I suppose. ANN I’ve wanted to ask, but— PAT I know. I just couldn’t talk. ANN Are you so very much in love? PAT Yes. HOTEL UNIVERSE 89 ANN Tell me about her. Who is she? PAT Oh, it’s all over now. ANN Over? PAT Yes. ANN But are you sure? PAT I’m certain. [A moment. Then: ANN Who was she, then? PAT —Mary Carr—the niece of one of my dons at Cam- bridge. (A_moment. His voice hardens.)—-Cambridge ——another of Father’s fake ideas. Finish me off, eh? Turn me into the little gentleman. Every inch a Farley— God! ANN Hush, Pat— PAT —-Be good at everything. Shine! 'Always shine! And if you can’t, don’t play.-—I can still hear his voice. 9O HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN —Mary Carr, I’ve seen her photograph. She’s very lovely. PAT Yes. ANN ——And young. PAT She was eighteen in November. L4 pause. Then sud- denly. ) God, that is young. Father was right therein—t least. ANN What happened when he went over to you last year— PAT I cabled I wanted to get married. He cabled me to wait, he was coming. I waited. He came. He talked me out Of it. (Bitterly. )—She wasn’t suitable. ANN But that wasn’t your reason— PAT , I tell you I let him talk me out of it! ANN -' You agreed to put it ofl',_that’s all. PAT Yes—that’s .what I told myself—and that’s what I told Mary.——_—That’s what the little swine I was, HOTEL UNIVERSE 91 grunted at Mary—just put it off‘ awhile, that’s all. But somehow the point missed Mary—somehow she didn’t get me.—She just stopped talking in the middle of a word, and went into the house. And I took a train, and sailed with him. He was ill then— Or said he was——we couldn’t wait a day. ANN (hesitantlu. after a pause) You—I suppose you and she-—you’d been a good deal to each other. . PAT VVe’d been everything. ANN I see. PAT —But there wasn’t to be a baby, if that’s what you mean— (Again the bitter voice returnsQ Wise boy, young Farley. He knows his way around! ' ANN But you wrote her. Surely you wrote her. PAT All the time, but I never had one little word from her. A dozen times I’d have gone over, but how could I with Father dying and then all that tangle settling the estate? (He concludes, lowly. )——It was a year and three months since I’d seen her, when I’d sailed. I didn’t even wire——I was afraid she’d run away somewhere. ANN But she hadn’t, had she? 92 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT NO. ANN She was there— PAT She was there. limoment. Then: ANN ——And she just won’t have you. [WM-comm He turns to her. PAT Mother, she just won’t have me. LSuddenlu he stares at her.) You’re not—oh, damn you, Ann— XL 0,, 34/514] IHe rises, and leaves her. She follows him. ANN All right! But tell me. You’ve got to finish now! (1n another voice.)—Surely it isn’t hopeless. Surely you can— PAT But it is, you see. ANN I don’t believe it. Where is she now? PAT Down in the ground. ANN Pat—she isn’t—? PAT She is, though—as a doornail. fire: on 400 HOTEL UNIVERSE 93 ANN Oh, my poor boy— PAT My poor Mary. ANN But listen to me—listen—! PAT NO. You do. @e points his finger at her, and speaks.) Three days before I came, she walked out under a tree where—she’d walked out under a haw- thorn-tree at the end of a very sweet lane we knew, and stood there and shot herself. ANN Pat—Pat— [H e moves away from her. .1?wa slow/f PAT .0 :50 f/aor /g.¢-/ You wanted to know, didn’t you? [She looks at him. Then: ANN —SO I lose you to a dead girl. PAT I’ve lost myself to her. #- I ’9 ,0/450 ANN You loved me first! PAT But she died— WW 5‘, I l 0 fl 0! g! !i a i—If 94- HOTEL UNIVERSE - only I could get back to her somehow. If I could just H540, ”7 flan/J let her know I did come back. ANN How much of it is losing her—and how much the loss Of yourself? ‘ PAT I don’t understand that. 0'] ANN I D 7‘0 2 " AV” —You used to have a fair Opinion of Pat Farley. dad/i7] Z 321/ 0/ That was essential to you—that was you. Jofa. PAT All I know is that nothing’s been any good to me since. I’m licked, Ann. ANN Well, what are you going to do about it? | Unnoti.c_e_d_ by_them STEPHEN FIELD has appeared at thg top of tlg garden-steps. where hefistd-nds, Elig- ure in white, watching them. He is about fifty-eifltt, slight in build, gray-haired, with a face uncommgn:ly strong, fine and sensitive, lined and worn as it is, my, too, as it is. PAT What is there to? ANN didenly, sharply) Pat! . PAT Lwithout turnirg) What? ANN You said you’d tell me this the day before you died— HOTEL UNIVERSE 95 [Q she reaches the word, he strikes a chord and was it. . PAT —But I changed my mind, didn’t I?—And told you now! (He turns toward the house, and callgg) What’ll I play? Call your tunes, gents—almost closing-time! ANN —And the letter to Tom—. Qh my dear—what is it? PAT Don’t be a fool. [A momentJ then STEPHEN speaks: STEPHEN Pat— PAT (without turning; What do you want? [Lie is completely unnerved now1 STEPHEN I wouldn’t do it, if I were yOu. PAT DO what? STEPHEN I really wouldn’t. Things may change. we speaks with a clear, incisive strength. ' PAT . —Change? How? Who wants things changed? (H: turns, stares at him a moment, then rises.) Oh, how do you do, Mr. Field. How are youP—Everything’s X0! to 12.: fidfl 09 on 5/3 Jive /C‘/£/'5 _ 000%.)“ ”ifi fine with me. Everything is— (:64 0" Pris _ 96 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN —And yet I wouldn’t do it. I wouldn’t go from here to those high places—to that strange.accident. I really wouldn’t. PAT laughs shortly. PAT Honestly !—If you think just because a fellow’s planned a trip to climb an Alp or 'two— LANN takes his shoulders in her hands, turns him about and gases into his eyes. ANN Pat ! PAT I don’t know what he’s talking about. (To STEPHEN. ) '72me o I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re be- yond me. I can’t follow all this— ‘3 ANN Oh, my poor Sweet, why do you want to do it? (Sly Ighakes his shoulders.) Why? PAT 40/7 3‘ 54/7er flee 502” /a,;/ é, la¢// - Why not ?——Maybe you can tell me that !—Why not? ——I should have three years ago, but I was too yel~ low then. @3511 she stares. Another silence, then he pulls away from her, mumbling:)—All right. Don’t worry about me? It’s all right. Small brain-storm, that’s all.—Over now— ANN Promise it ! |H e gestures vaguely. HOTEL UNIVERSE 97 STEPHEN It is not so easy. He is in love with death. E , I‘, , , I. :' .l,,. ”W5! [And goes to the point of the wall, where he stand; ‘ y’th hi; gggk tg them. ANN __./4”” [($19 (’0 Father—Pat’s mine—I'can’t lose Pat! [FELIX comes out upon the balcony, watch in hand. STEPHEN descends the steps and comes upon the ter- m STEPHEN I know, dear. (He is wgtghiyg the hang, )—But let us take it quietly. Let us take it very quietly— FELIx to PAT Pardon, Monsieur— il est dix heure, juste. [PAT does not reply. FELIX ggeg out. STEPHEN —Here are your other friends. [TOM and HOPE enter. TOM (to HOPE, mks-balcony.) —NO, no—what’s the good of talking? (0609' 0470/ HOPE Well maybe if you’d—— Qhe sees STEPHEN, and stops. 98 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN This—these are Tom and Hope Ames.-—My Father, Hope. HOPE X ta offs/peg»). #— How do you do, Mr. Field? TOM I tfi’ésfiéflj” —— ‘ How do you do, Sir? J '41" ”I mEPHEN murmurs ggreetigg. LILY enters from the ,7”, house. .5 a. /00”f LILY ——I gave Alice a bromide, and she’s sleeping like a log. She’s— LS'he sees STEPHEN, and stops. STEPHEN What a beautiful color you all are. You look like [1‘0 PC - savages. People don’t realize that the sun here in the Midi is— TOM Didn’t I meet you once with Father Francis at St. Luke’s? STEPHEN I’m afraid not. TOM Perhaps it’s just that your voice reminds me of him. IQLY, eyes wide, stands staring at STEPHEN. STEPHEN ( to HOPE ) What do you think of our little retreat here? HOTEL UNIVERSE 99 HOPE It’s lovely. The days have gone so quickly. STEPHEN —Quickly—so quickly. (To LILY. )—Why do you stare at me so? LILY Why I—I’m terribly sorry. I— w éfirt STEPHEN a”, #5 “’19”: But what is it? LILY It’s just that you’re so like my own father—- STEPHEN Yes ? LILY He was an actor in a touring-company. He died years ago in Cleveland. He wanted me to be a dancer. I used to dance for him, often. It was a great pleasure to him. I mean to say— STEPHEN ( gently ) I am sure it was. [NORMAN comes in from the house. Ida/Er- 0/00 ’- LILY (in a burst) —He was superb! He was so kind, so loving. He was the most beautiful man I’ve ever—! LShe stops sud- __ 9 e denly, then continues :)—But he deserted my mother, .2752 . 6 64w” you know. He waS_simply foul to her.—Hell, I sup- ”2; pose he was just a ham actor—yes, and a drunkard, 0522f; 1}) (164/? _ ’PO/ p/dpo AS756 00_ 71h no Me If X I? to A/armaw flaws ”tr/ha.» deck ice/a - @291 -— JWZT ’9bez 676344, 75,), fl, 0/ his” {ad/5. 100 HOTEL UNIVERSE to boot. (Again she stops.)—What am I spilling all this for? What’s bitinime now ?‘j [STEPHEN turns inquiringly to ANN. ANN =——Lily Malone, Father. STEPHEN Poor child. (To NORMAN. )——And this? NORMAN (advancing) I’m Norman Rose, sir. LThey shake hands. STEPHEN I understand that you must leave us soon. NORMAN I’m afraid we must, sin—At eleven, to be exact. STEPHEN That is unfortunate. gggin he smiley Well—let us set the hour-glass on its Side, and ask the Old Gentleman to put his sickle by, and sit down with us and rest a moment. (He seats himself.) Before you go I want you all to see my bed of white phlox in the lower garden. In the moonlight it is white as white was never. I have banked the petunias near it— HOPE (delightedly) But I did that at home! [STEPHEN is watching the balcony. ALICE has ag geared upon it. STEPHEN The Odor at night is so Sweet, SO pungent—cinnamon and gunpowder.—And is this Alice? HOTEL UNIVERSE 101 . [ ALICE comes down the stairway without touchipg the railing, eyes far away, walking as in a dream. ANN rises. ANN Yes-r— LILY GO back to bed, you foolish girl. [ALICE approaches them, unseeing. ANN -—This is my father.—Alice Kendall, Father. STEPHEN How do you do, my dear? [Bit she does not regard him. ~-—-- I (I #3:." NORMAN /&0£/ She’s—! ANN Father, what is it? STEPHEN Sh! Be gentle with her— v— I {a f HOPE Oh, I don’t like it! LILY I told you about that time she walked out into the hall, in Paris. [ANN gpes to ALICE. ANN —-There, dear, it’s all right. Just be quiet—quiet— [ET is watching her, fascinated; 102 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Take her back. It’s horrible— [S .,,, ’ ,. ,, ll , !l , Flt wall. HOPE Norman—don’t let her hurt herself! QORMAN Wm followed her. ANN Alice—Alice— [ALICE turns to her. In a moment her eyes uncloud. ALICE —But hello, my dear. They didn’t tell me you were coming down. Divine house, isn’t it? [She speaks as if she were readigg aloud. ANN Listen to me a moment, dear— ALICE They’re right. There’s nothing like May in Eng- land. Who’s on the party, do you know? ANN Oh—lots of people. But Alice, listen— ALICE Any extra men? ANN I think so. [PAT goes to the wall and stands there with his back to them. HOTEL UNIVERSE 103 ALICE I like this Norman person-— ANN Yes, he’s very nice. But— LLUCE lagging shriLlL ALICE I know !.——But not too nice! (Lier voice lowers, con- fidentially.) My dear, he burns me up. He looks so strong-—so strong. I’ll bet he’d give a girl a roll for her money, don’t you? (A moment. Then to hers_e_lf, with real fgeliyg; )-—Why can’t he tell ?—Why doesn’t he know the way I ache for him? PAT Take her back, take her back— ALICE 612,0: r ——Which one shall I wear ?—I think the blue one, SPA/a, figijfd’ with the ruflle down the front— dries/”:7 30w”- dress. //‘7 ”5”,? 5/7,: HOPE But she mustn’t—! [ANN turns to NORMAN with a helplesg gggtyre. NORMAN I’ll speak to hen—Alice! [ALICE whispers: ALICE Who’s that ?—Is that you, Norman? NORMAN Hello, Alice— 104 HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE It was naughty of you to bring me here, you know it was— (She leans toward him.) What did you tell the clerk at the desk? NORMAN Why, I just said that— ALICE Oh, I’m a pretty girl! (She extends her arms. N011: MAN takes one of her hwnds in his.) Why does no one want me? What are they afraid of? NORMAN Maybe they do. (He turns to the others, painfully.) I love this girl. I’ve been crazy about her for years. STEPHEN Humble yourself before her beauty, sir. ALICE Come—there are people in the next room. I can hear them. They may come in«—— LSuddenly she drags her hand from his and cries in terror:)—Ann—-Ann! (ANN goes to her swiftlg.)—This man’s—been fol- I lowing me everywhere— ANN It’s all right, darling, he won’t hurt you. He’s a nice man. [ALICE begins to whimper. ALICE Is he? (She turns to NORMANM.) Are you? (He nods, speechless. She darts a glance at ANN and HOTEL UNIVERSE 105 huddles herself: in her arms.)—But look at me—out on the street like this. Where’s my little jacket? I want my little jacket— LORMAN wraps Wetsuit-blanket about her and Wrasse- her drtSS/r‘j i049” NORMAN Here you are, dear. I He leads her gentltho the steps. She looks up at him with a smile (j childlike trust. ‘ ALICE You are a nice man— .[l'heg mount the steps. There is a silence until they Wham- LILY . She seemed to be so many places all at once. ‘ 5/ 5'5 STEPHEN Sleep has freed her from time and space. One day _ [j [”2 ill / (415/ sleep’s sister will free her further. (Hm- behind J‘o/Ca .)—And near the white phlox I have a dappled pink variety which I developed by crossing a strain of crimson— TOM ( an appeal) Mr. Field— What’s the——? Mr. F ield—!____....._-i--m. ~~ ,_._... Pm}, , STEPHEN —Yes. It does be'wilder one at first. I know. I too used to believe life had one aspect only. I was so sure that sleep and dreaming was—well, sleep and dream- ing. And of course I knew that with death it was all over— U 60 114/2215] __. 106 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Well ? sTEPHEN Well, now I know I was mistaken. PAT How? STEPHEN I have found out a simple thing: that in existence there are three estates. There is this life Of chairs and tables, of getting up and sitting down. There is the life one lives in one’s imagining, in which one wishes, dreams, remembers. There is the life past death, which in itself contains the others. The three estates are one. We dwell now in this one, now in that —but in whichever we may be, breezes from the others still blow upon us. PAT I’m sorry, I don’t follow you. STEPHEN There are no words for it. It is a sense, a knowing. It may come upon you in a field one day, or as you turn a corner, or one fine morning, as you stoop to lace your shoe (A brief pause.)—Or even as it came on me. TOM How was that, sir? STEPHEN Here on this terrace. HOTEL UNIVERSE 107 ANN Father— STEPHEN I know, dear. PAT —So life does go on, does it? STEPHEN Oh, yes. Of course. PAT How, for instance? leEPHEN smiles. STEPHEN —As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be— PAT —World without end, eh? STEPHEN Without end. PAT ‘ . Hah! That’d be a good joke. LILY Look out, Pat. ‘ [NORMAN comes out gain upon the balcony and stands there, watchigg them. STEPHEN —-Let us be bold and change the “world” to “uni— u; (7—— X 2.5 ‘25,,“ verse.”—A fine night, isn’t it? (His gesture includes " 0/) 55‘7””? the skid—There is the space we one day shall it: .gfla/ y/z, 108 HOTEL UNIVERSE habit, with all our memories and all our dreams. I ask you to admire this, gentlemen— LILY It’s not always so fine, is it? STEPHEN But I ask you to admire that, too! M) If one could but once see his life whole, present and past to- gether in one living instant, he would not wish to leave it before his time—oh no! PAT I know my time. STEPHEN I thought I knew mine once. My mind was quite made up, that night. Nothing was to deter me.—But the light from the Ile de Port-Cros described its are as it does now. (He stands erect.) It stopped me, held me.—How long I stood here, I don’t know. But when I was aware a'gain— ANN Father— TOM ——VVhat had happened 0 'ou? (HOPEJoes to him ’ and trieL@__drgw_higrz“Mk9m-W murmur- ina “Tom—Tom!” but he does not answe; am 122E not come. ) Say what had happened! [The terrace, in a brief space, has become flooded with moonlight. There is a silence. Then STEPHEN begins to speak again this time more softly, gentl , coaxinglg. HOTEL UNIVERSE - 109 STEPHEN I had walked back in time. It is a very interesting ex- cursion. You merely lift your foot, place it so, and there you are—or are you? One thinks one is going forward and one finds instead the remembered touch of water somewhere—the odor of geranium—sight of a blowing curtain—the faint sound of snow—the taste of apples. One finds the pattern of his life, traced with the dreadful clarity of dream. Then he knows that all that comes in remains—nothing is lost —all is important. ANN (a small voicg) Father— STEPHEN Are you afraid?! IA moment. Then: ANN N o. HOPE (in a whisper) But I am, I am! Tom—Tom, listen-— LTOM does not stir. HOPE leaves him. STEPHEN Here is the moon at last, you see ?—Here is our day’s reflection, hung in space. (Ho-hum and-999W Space is an endless sea, and time the waves that swell within it, advanc- ing and retreating. Now and again the waves are still and one may venture any way one wishes. (A W) They seem to be still now—quite still. “‘ filo/05 XL 110 HOTEL UNIVERSE So which way would you go—where would you travel? l/p; [(3 w [A silence. Wade-WW. TOM To what I was— [Another silence. LILY moves toward STEPHEN. LILY To him I love— NORMAN (after a moment) _ Wherever I should g7:— Lflfgiurns and goes into the house again. Z J 7,, HOPE w!" a 0 “ Nowhere. I’m happy as I am—-or would be, if Tom JéafiaAz/a’ A”), were— LA silence. Theg: PAT (ahmurmuri To Mary—Mary— ANN a CT .' No, no !—TO the Westbury Road! M) m STEPHEN LIL Listen: there is a turning. All things are turned to a roundness. Wherever there is an end, from it springs the beginning. HIT-(63W W , ...- ._- — HOTEL UNIVERSE 111 LLILY moves to the garden st_eps and out, following Lhe movement of STEPHEN’S hand. TOM turns and flees at HOPE with a curious expression. HOPE What’s the matter with you? STEPHEN It __ - 0 Pat—Ann—it was not so lOng ago. Was it so long ’4 Q'é 447/ ago? 00 ~ [/6 BEN shakes her head hopelessly, and moves toward the garden, mounts the steps and goes out. Slowly PAT crosses the terrace in the opposite direction, ME enters the house. HOPE (to TOM) What are you staring at? ITOM smiles, but does not reply. STEPHEN turns to EM and HOPE. W STEPHEN And for us—Shall we see my white phlox, first? HOPE Oh, Mr. Field—you mustn’t let them go on like this!_*fi + — I to d on It’s so frightening. (She turns and sees TOM still star- /.>:7‘/M£/ in at her. Tom’s lOOking at me In the queerest way. ——It’s as if he didn’t know me. STEPHEN Possibly you have changed. HOPE I.-—? STEPHEN —-In his eyes. Perhaps you have one child too many. 1 12 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE I don’t know what you mean. STEPHEN It may be that he sees you not as a mother, but as a woman that he loves. I should not discourage that. [30M goes to HOPE and gently turns her about, fac- - i_r_tg;him. He looks at her with a curious smile. oft/(Wm I 1 fl HOPE I? ' Tom, what’s the. matter with you, anyhow? (flgL answer is to take her in his _grms and kiss her, Sh; figs herselfQ Honestly, I don’t know what you’re thinking of ! What on earth has— (He takes her jace infi his hands gnd kisses her again. She averts her head.) I can’t imagine what’s come over you. I want to talk to Mr. Field. (To STEPHEN.) It seems to me that you’re all— (TOM comes to her again, takes both her hands in HES—and smiles into heLem I’m 56E fooling. I really mean it. PAT (from the house) Mary? Mary! HOPE (10 STEPHEN) Who’s he callingP—I tell you it isn’t good for peo- ple to let themselves go that way— QOM draws her into his arms, and holds her there; ‘It’s a form of self-indulgence.—Stop, Tom! It’s a—- (Again TOM kisses her. Tom, will you let me go! @ opens his arms sudderiy and she is freed, almost filing. She recovers herself and turns once more, with dignity, to STEPHEN. HOTEL UNIVERSE 113 PAT (from the house) Mary! Where are you? HOPE The things that are happening here to-night aren’t natural, and what’s not natural must be wrong.‘ STEPHEN To me they are more natural than nature. HOPE Of course I don’t pretend to follow your extraor- dinary— (Erom behindLher, TOM is takizg the [mix m’ns from her hair. She stamps her foot in egaspem- tion.) Honestly! This is too much! (To STEPHEE) I hope you realize that goings on of this sort are not at all usual with us. STEPHEN I think that is a pity. 'Eenderlg, lovingly, TOM kisses the back of her neck. HOPE Tom—don’t be an utter fool! (Io STEPHEN.)——To me, life is a very simple thing— STEPHEN IS it? HOPE One has one’s home, one’s children and one’s hus- band— STEPHEN Or has one home and Children only? [H_OPE looks at him, startled. TOM returns to the wall. - 04c Ply/2%.. 1 1 4- HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE You mean you think that to me, Tom’s just an- other—? STEPHEN What do you think? [HOPE turns to TOM. HOPE Tom, darling—surely you must know that I— EILY’S voice is heard from the garden, callang' as a h’ttle m’rl would. LILY Good-bye, Pa! Good-byeL—Come right home after, won’t you, Pa? HOPE (to STEPHEN) You see? That’s Lily. Oh I know she’ll hurt her- self! (Z:o TOM.) Now you stay right here, won’t you? Please, Tom—like a good boy. W W Lily! Wait, dear! [Amomenh then TOM speaks from the depths of his wretchedness : TOM Oh, Father Francis—can’t a fellow do anything without it’s being sinful? Woeflo a chair and seats himself. STEPHEN What have you to tell me? HOTEL UNIVERSE 115 afz‘aI-zf fl TOM —SO much. I know it’s after hours. I know you’re ___________ fir); and tired, but— STEPHEN Come— |TOM comes, head downLhands clasped. He kneels be- side STEPHEN’S chair and makes the Sign of the Crag; TOM —Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It is about three months ago since my last confession. Since then, I accuse myself of the following sins: Father, I’ve cursed and sworn and taken the name of the Lord in vain. I’ve, neglected my morning prayers and missed Mass once, and been distracted during Mass seven times— STEPHEN Yes—but what is really wrong? TOM I’ve been drunk, and had immodest thoughts, and eaten meat on an Ember-Day, and committed acts of impurity four times— STEPHEN But what is really wrong? ] TOM chokes. TOM 1 Oh, Father Francis—I don’t believe any more! N oth~ ing’s got any meaning for me. I look around me, and nothing means anything at all—and I want it to! It W ‘ dead ”'2 Auk/s must—it’s got to—or I’ll, or I’ll— [wok up 425 #414,,» w 116 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN Your childhood faith is gone-— TOM It wasn’t true. STEPHEN Are you so sure? TOM Yes, and it meant so much to me. I even thought I ought to be a priest, but I lost my faith. STEPHEN Perhaps in order that you need not be one. TOM I know I’ve got no soul—nobody has. STEPHEN Look closer. TOM . I have. It isn’t there. There isn’t any. There never was. STEPHEN At some time there is a soul born to every body— - and like it, subject to many ills. But the soul’s life is the only life there is, so the world is peopledl’vith the living and with the dead, We know the living. Some- times the dead deceive us. TOM You mean that maybe mine is—? HOTEL UNIVERSE 117 STEPHEN No. The dead do not deceive me.—I mean that birth is painful. The infant suffers too. TOM _ It’s awful—I can’t stand it. Let me be damned! STEPHEN N o. TOM But now I’m nothing—let me be something! STEPHEN Now you begin to be. TOM I keep wanting to do great things—too great for what I am— STEPHEN There are many men who would go to the ends of the earth for God— TOM I would! I keep starting to-—— STEPHEN —And cannot get through their own gardens. TOM Oh, d n’t! I’m such a weak soul— . . STEPHEN -—Such a human being. TOM , Something always stops me, always—- 1 1 8 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN Your own humanity.—But there are strong souls who never leave their gardens. Their strength is not in the doing, but in the wish to do. There is no strength anywhere, but in the wish. Once realized, it has spent itself, and must be born again. TOM But I don’t know what I’m here at all for— STEPHEN To suffer and to rejoice. To gain, to lose. To love, and to be rejected. To be young and middle-aged and old. To know life as it happens, and then to say, “this is it.” TOM Yes—but who am I? And what shall I be when it’s over? STEPHEN You are the sum of all your possibilities, all your de- sires—each faint impression, each small experience— TOM —But when it’s over?! STEPHEN You will be what your spirit wants and takes. of them. Life is a wish. Wishing is never over. [Abrief silence. TOM rises to his feet. TOM —Then everything about me has a meaning !—-Every- . HOTEL UNIVERSE ' 119 . thing I see and feel and think and do—dream, even! [STEPHEN closes his hand over TOM’S. STEPHEN Great heaven, yes ! TOM I’ve got a feeling that I’m dreaming now. STEPHEN It may be. PAT Mm the house) Mary! TOM —But Father Francis—are you ill? STEPHEN Why ? TOM You look awfully white—and your hand—it was as cold as ice. I’m afraid I’ve been a strain for you. Good Lord, Father—you do look white. Here—take this— (He gges to the table and pours a glass pf brandy. STEPHLgoes to the fan-back chair in the shadow in the corner of the terrace. TOM turns with the glass.) This will fix y.ou 'I’lIiS—fliy, fliere are you, Father? (He looks about him:) Confound it, where’s he gone to? He looked sick— (He calls.) Father Francis! [STEPHEN does no‘ghqnswer. TOM moves toward the house with the brand. As he reaches the steps, Nog- L MAN darts out with a small, white fur-m in his I A V“ X L #0 ”gear fa 6/5 3 “‘J/é/ue/ Ir deck 0/? IPC area. 120 ‘ HOTEL UNIVERSE NORMAN One minute, Mister! TOM What do you want? Have you seen Father Francis? NORMAN (in a moderate Jewish accent) How’d you like to buy a nice fur neck-piece? TOM Don’t be a fool. NORMAN —Make a present to your lady-friend, eh? You can have it cheap—- TOM N 0, thanks. Let me by—I’m in a hurry. NORMAN All right—I resign—I quit !-—I’ll get a job as run- ner in a bank. In five years I’ll be rich—I’ll be the biggest man in Wall Street! (Again he ofers the ru .) Look—five dollars—it’s worth fifty— TOM tries to pass him. TOM Oh, for God’s sake, Norman—Father F rancis is ill—- NORMAN I’ll have money, power—that’s what makes you happy—that’s the life! A ain w Look: It’s a bargain. Buy it. An insi e 1p: the National City’s taken half the issue at 91, and Pritchard, Ames is bidding for another hundred thousand at— ,_.‘--..__...V4 II HOTEL UNIVERSE I21 TOM suddenl I know—the bastide! NORMAN Don’t you call me that, you leper! [10M pulls away from him. TOM Get away, I’m not fooling. Lame-by! [He crosses the terrace quickly, and goes up the gar- den stgps apd o t. NORMAN But what a bargain! (He shrugs.) I should care. (Then he turns and speaks to the empty chair :9: {pant of him,) Look here, Mr. Sterner—I resign— I’m through! STEPHEN (fiom the corner of the terrace, hidden in his chair.) When I’ve given you such a fine opportunity, when I have even—? NORMAN Oh, I’ll pay you back !—But I’m quitting, see? I’ve got better things to do than this. I’ll educate my- self. I’ll— STEPHEN So ambitious, eh? Ah, you’re all alike, you young people—And next you marry a Gentile girl I sup- pose, and have her despise you—ruin you. NORMAN Oh no !—Say, am I such a fool as that? Marry a schiksa—me? Whose uncle is a rabbi—? I guess not! C c/m/r ll“??? - [ya /[ J/ow/f l 122 HOTEL UNIVERSE But what I’ll do is get an honest job—yes! “White fox”—this cat-fur! I’m sick of it—I’m through. I’ll get up in the world. You watch me! Have educated people for my friends— STEPHEN May you be happy with them. NORMAN —Happy and strong and rich and honest! Watch me! (He afiers the despised rug to another unseen gligpt, u' gauged, and shrugs again.) N o ?—I should care! |And re-enters the house, whistling. For a moment STEPHEN is alone upon the terrace. PAT’S voiceTTs héard from the house, in growing ahrm: PAT —Aren’t you here ?—It’s me—it’s Pat, Mary! |§T§2HEN passes his hand over his brow. STEPHEN My head—my head. (A moment. Then:)—But this is very strange. What is this mist that closes in around me? This is a winter mist, and it is summer. Wait a bit, you, .I am not ready yet! we distant music changes to “L’Enfant et ses Sortieeqes” from Ravel’s ballet “Five o’ClocF" 1414, her hair flying about her shoulders, runs Mn the steps from the garden. She ii crossing inThE direction of the house, when the musiFstops hTi'T She listens intentlyjor a moment, W a fchair. Her appearance has chapged to that ofa HOTEL UNIVERSE 123 girl of thirteen. She begins to rise up and down mum her toes, in a formal movement of ballet-practice. Her r h becomes a little short. Frowning, she bends gnd feels her instep. STEPHEN rises from his chair: gnd M to her. She exclaims in joy. IJLY Pa! Oh Pa, you did come right home! [ihe runs and kisses him. He strokes her head. STEPHEN Well, well, well—and how has my little sprite endured her prison? ' Ill e speaks in the eloquent voice of an old-fashioned actor. . LILY —Prison? Oh, I’ve been all right. I like it here. I think it’s a nice hotel—nicer than the one in Harris- burg was, much nicer, warmer.—Pa, were you good to—night? STEPHEN I was splendid. EFF I) 5,. li,.,.i IJLY How many curtain-calls were there? STEPHEN Alas, none. But I was magnificent. LILY I wish I’d gone. I wish you’d of let me. Could I. maybe come tomorrow aft? .5‘2.‘ ,5 [22: (on 0/7 2224’ [’59 0’7 /£//£V&/ (159 1’1 2% /71(0/’ 124 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN Say “afternoon,” child. Do not clip your words. LILY “Afternoon.”.——But could I? STEPHEN We shall see. (With afigestupe.) Fix me my drink— (LILY goes to the tgble and makes a brandy-and- [dJ/e ~Jizpéan J’é’ 0/) z J'fl/ 0/ s4 soda.)—And one for yourself. LILY I—‘—-I don’t want any. STEPHEN And one for yourself, I said !—’Twill do you good. LILY Just a little one, then—it makes me feel so funny. @EPHEN’S manner begins to changp; STEPHEN I like you funny. LILY Can I put sugar in it? STEPHEN Put anything you like in it. Put salt in it. LILY Oh—I wouldn’t like that! She brings him the glass, and a small one for her- self. He seizes her glass and tag“; it, STEPHEN Water ! .w— .. HOTEL UNIVERSE 125 LILY in ' ht But Pa, I— STEPHEN —-Your mother’s daughter, eh? Lying, deceiving— LILY I’m not! I just didn’t want— STEPHEN ( the actor) Whose child are you, eh? Are you my child, at all? LILY Oh yes, yes! Pa—I am your child! Truly I am! STEPHEN Then obey Inc—without question, without equivoca- tion.‘ (He drains his glass and gives it to her.) Fill them both. LILY All right. I’ll put some in—I’ll put a lot in. [Again sheaqpes to the table with the W3 them and returns to him. STEPHEN Let me taste— fie tastes her glass, and fives it back to her.) That’s better. You are your old man’s daughter. Give me a kiss— [She kisses his cheek. He takes a swallow from his fldss and she does likewise. LILY ——But you aren’t an old man! You aren’t old at all. And look, Pa: I don’t ever lie to you. I love you too much to. I just can’t tell you how much I— ( She strikes a posture, and declaimsQ “Then poorr‘Cor- -— Agni-e ————— sit ’XOL WWW vii/”e cl} {Agata 4 1" fleet ADI-re XJI' deb/00’ A5! " (60 1‘0 6200/ and zia b/e. _‘ 126 HOTEL UNIVERSE delia!———And yet, not so; Since, I am sure, my love’s more richer than my tongue_./ . good, my Lord, you have begot me, bred me, lode me: I return those duties back as are right fit—obey you, love you, and most honor you.” STEPHEN “Pray, do not mock me: I am a yery foolish, fond old man. Fourscore and upward, and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. . . . Do not laugh at me: for, as I am a man, I think this lady to be my child, Cordelia.” LILY “And SO I am, I am!” STEPHEN —Not bad, not half bad. You get the feeling well enough, but you lack voice. You need filling out everywhere. You’re thin all over. I don’t like you thin—What did you do while I was playing? LILY Well, you know how it snowed—- STEPHEN Yes? [:S'heis sipping from her glass. LILY . Well, I got a whole shoe-box full 011' the window-sill and I was making a little girl out of it, only as fast as I made her she melted. STEPHEN What else? “A->._‘-- -v‘ -w'fi" _ -_- - .—__- -__.__ _ _4 HOTEL UNIVERSE 127 LILY Well, I did my toe-exercises. ¥ STEPHEN For how long? LILY A whole hour.—VVell, almost a whole hour. STEPHEN You’re lying to me. LILY Oh no, Pa! STEPHEN Don’t you ever lie to me. LILY Oh, no. STEPHEN If you do, I’ll treat you the way I did your mother. LILY ‘1’? ’9 5/70/o/ we Pa! You wouldn’t ever leave me! STEPHEN ’ Just let me Catch you lying once. LILY But I never, never! STEPHEN See that you don’t.. LILY . I don’t know what I’d do if ever you should leave me— T I *0 J’VEflém 128 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN —Pick up with Some cheap tout, most likely, and go off with him. LELY turns her innocep} 3315‘ upon him. LILY What? STEPHEN Never mind. @he passes her hand vaguely over her eyes. )—What ails you? LILY ' It’s—beginning to feel, in my head. STEPHEN Drink it down. LILY I can’t. My throat won’t turn over any more. And— and things are going round— STEPHEN Then start the music and go around with them. [She giggles. LILY Oh, that’s funny! That’s so funny. You’re such a funny man. STEPHEN Stop laughing. LILY I—I can’t stop. STEPHEN Go start the music— (Stmgling hard to control “—3—. HOTEL UNIVERSE I29 her hysterics, LILY starts the gramophone. Again, it is the “Nailla” of Delibes. He follows the introdzTc- tory bars with his hand, as if conductipg an orches- .I.“_-) N ow then-— [132th difliculty, she empties her glass, and begins to dance, haltipgly. LILY (an appeal) 7 Oh, Pa— STEPHEN What? LILY I don’t want to. STEPHEN Why not? LILY My foot hurts. I hurt my foot practising. STEPHEN If you’d done it right, you wouldn’t have hurt it. Go on and dance. LILY I can’t, truly I can’t. STEPHEN IS a man to have no amusement when he comes home of nights after playing his heart out to Silly fools who don’t know art from turnips? Come on—get go- ing. LILY (almost in tears) Par—this isn’t- like you. This isn’t my you at all. My 3k.1h4c X ‘14! $7605», fece/ 6700/7612: 5’5: 44nd 1 30 HOTEL UNIVERSE you tells me stories about queens and palaces and you hold me on your knee and rock me Off to sleep and you tuck. me in at night and say God love you, little daughter. That’s what you do. "fill . STEPHEN 72th :0 g, Oh I do, do I? And how often? In my tender moments J2: r M: e A” l twice a year.—Not like me, is it? I’ll Show you what’s like me. Will you dance? LILY Oh yes, yes. See? I’m dancing—— Jfgofim Air Ligain she begins to dance, this time more haltingly. /&(/e/~ 1., 7ny fl IQ stand‘s over her. /£ue/ STEPHEN Faster !—Wasn’t Burbage amused when he came home? Wasn’t Barrett and wasn’t Booth? IS it too much to ask, eh? LILY Oh no, Pa! See me, Pa? STEPHEN That’s better. LEW; anting ) LIL—My hurt foot—it won’t go up any more— STEPHEN NO? Try it. [HOPE appears at the top of the garden-steps, where w t the rr LILY But I am trying !—Is it all right if I just—P (Again HOTEL UNIVERSE 131 ghe tries to rise upon her toes, and cannot. She at- tempt; a pitifiukms seul, fgils in it, file to the flgor. Then, all at once she turns into a ragipg fury and , _ @n /c/aar /m/ ,sppeams:) God damn! Hell! . A ’/’C J/‘f’lm | He lapghs. ' STEPHEN Good ! LI LY Oh, I hate you. I hate you. I don’t love you anymore! STEPHEN , Splendid! Go on—more! [She rises do her feet and confronts him, trembling wt!) page. LILY You’re a dirty drunk! You left my mother'when she was sick. You can’t act. You’re just a super, that’s all you are. You can’t act any“! I [Lapghim, he holds his arms out to her. STEPHEN Come here. Give uS a kiss. LI LY No. You smell of whisky and nasty grease-paint. ‘ You’re dirty—I hate you! I won’t stay with you any longer—I’ll run away, that’s what I’ll do! PAT (from the houpe) Mary! I’ve come back. Where are you? LSTEPHEN’S voice changes back to his own voige, Syd- denlg he seems very tired. Z/p arts: as ”id/”st CA‘”? ~ 132 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN —Then go quickly. Go very quickly. See—there is the door. It is open. Go in, and up the stairs, and to your room. Lhe gazes at him for a moment, then turns and walks directlLLo the steps and into the house. Afl- SW his hand over his e es. There is a slight pause, then HOPE comes down from , the garden. HOPE Oh, that was terrible! Why did you do it? STEPHEN . I—? I did nothing. Tell me what happened— HOPE You know perfectly well what happened!—And she adored him. She— (She turns and follows LILY into the house, callingg Lily! LSEEPHEN is alone. He rises from his chair with ef- fect, and mgveg toward the garden-steps. He stif- fen; guddenly, then exclaims in wonder: STEPHEN What’s this? (Another moment T sharply: ) Come now! What is it?! (lie slumps W, and plucks at his left arm, which gone limpI then tries to raise his rTght hand to his head, and cannot.)———Cerebral hemorrhage, is that it? That’s very interesting, I’m sure. The left side is quite numb—the lesion must be in the right lobe, in the Area of— God, when we crack we crack, don’t we? (A moment. Then summoning his remain- _._._T J_‘_-M l —_..._ r—r—A— ——— HOTEL UNIVERSE 133 ing strength: )—But I am not ready, yet! (He makes his way to the fan-back chair in the corngr of the terrace and slowly lets himself into it. He calls :) Pat! Ann! (Another moment.) There—there’s the pulse -—it is quite hard, quite stringy—(Again he calls.) Ann !—-But the breathing is regular, Doctor—diffi- cult, but regular.—I say, not yet! I’ll go, but in my proper time—Curious there is no pain—only a sense of——- (He catches his breath.)—NO pain, did I say? (And g'gllects his strength for a final cryQ Ann! [And sinks lower into his chair. From the distance piano-music begins to be heard again. It is a pepp- lar waltz, of ten years ago. A moment, then ANN comes down the steps fiom the garden. She i; limp- WWW self: ANN Poor dear—poor darling—what can I do for him? (As she reaches the sofa her ankle gives way unjgr her and she sinks down umn the joor, exclaimipg:) Ouch’—ouch—Oh, where is that road? [LAT—comes in from the housghcalling sot tlg: PAT Mary! Where are you, Mary? ANN Ouch——ouch—- [PAT hesitates a moment, then comes up to her. PAT , Excuse me. Is there anything the-—? IANN starts in clam. _ 3 5.07““ [5270’ 0/5494, pat read/7&5 *0 —'!"_"—‘I. Hoaw dank/5, qg'és fiat/£34 bar 134 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN —Oh ! PAT I’m all right. I’m harmless.—But I was just wander— ing around here and I saw you from across the field and I thought something might be the matter, and— ANN —There is. Plenty. PAT What? Can I help? ANN ' Well, for one thing, I’ve probably broken my ankle. ; And for another, I’m lost. And for another—no, I’m 3., not sure you can. . - l PAT Does your ankle hurt? ANN Oh no, it feels wonderful. They do, you know.— Ouch! PAT ! Maybe if I could get a car up into this field for you— ' ANN Have you got one that climbs fences? PAT ' What are you lost from? ANN- The Westbury Road. [A breeze brings the music closer. ‘w HOTEL UNIVERSE 135 ‘ PAT That’s easy. ANN It hasn’t been. PAT You’re practically on it. It’s just over there— ANN N o! PAT Honest. ANN Then what’s that music I’ve been hearing? Isn’t it the Club? PAT N 0. It’s from a party I’m at. ANN At? PAT Well, one I got away from. ANN Whose? PAT Mine. At my house. ANN I’m impressed. Why wasn’t I asked? PAT You would have been.—Where do you live? 136 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN I’m staying down here with some people named Ames. But I got the wanders and had to walk. PAT So did I.—-~Tom and Hope Ames? ANN That’s right. PAT They said they couldn’t come. ' ANN Maybe they don’t like parties. Or maybe they didn’t want people to see me. In the Spring I get freckled. —Oh, this damned ankle! ' PAT Quit talking about your ankle. What’s your name? ANN Ann Field. What’s yours? PAT Don’t laugh— ANN N o. PAT Patrick— (Sh; laughs.) You said you wouldn’t. ANN But I’ve always wanted to know one !—What was it you said to Mike? Aunt“ ._ ..s.-.__. L A u... “A- A— _. - 44‘ __‘ _ _.__._ I HOTEL UNIVERSE 137 PAT That’s not very new, you know.——My last name’s Farley. ANN —Not one of the great, enormous, important, rich ones! PAT Well— ANN —Please, forget everything I’ve said. You’re beauti- ful. You’ll get me home all right. PAT I’m—er—I came down for the Spring holidays, and I thought I’d swing a little party, and— ANN Why, bless his heart, he’s embarrassed! Lovely! PAT Oh, go to hell. ANN You’re sweet. I think you’re really sweet. [ l I . ii I . l l PAT Foolish to stay indoors a night like this. Foolish to sleep even.—You’ve got awfully pretty hands. ANN Thanks. My eyes are nice, too. They don’t cross, or anything. 138 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Say—you come right back at a fellow, don’t you? ANN Do I? PAT . —Ever read a poem called “Pale hands I loved beside the Shal-i-mar”? ANN (sggpigiopglg) What about it? PAT . I just wondered. Didn’t you like it? ANN . I thought it was awful. PAT Why? ANN ‘ I don’t know. I just did. PAT You’re a funny girl. Maybe you don’t like poetry. ANN -——Maybe I do! (He laughs.) I like the way you laugh. PAT I’ll hire me a couple of expert ticklers. [4M then they both laugh. ANN You have awfully whiteteeth, haven’t you? [fleddinlmfiam- HOTEL UNIVERSE 139 PAT —-What ? ANN I said, you have— PA'r (study) I know—I’m trying to think: there was someone with white teeth that gleamed from the water—oh, never mind. (Another moment, Then:)—Funny, our meeting like this. I suppose that’s the way good things happen. - ANN Maybe—I wish you’d brought a crutch, though, or a wheel-chair. [He eyes her reflectively. PAT How much do you weigh? ANN Something fairly serious—or I did. To-night I’ve walked a good deal of it off. PAT . - We’ve got to do something about moving you. ANN . I hoped you’d get around to that. PAT That is, eventually. There’s lots of time.—Say, are you moody? ANN Maybe.—Am I? 140 HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT Because I am. That’s why I got to walking to-night. I had something on my mind. ANN SO had I. PAT Really ? What? ANN ' My father. PAT IS he—is he sick? ANN I don’t know.—What is it that worried you? PAT (a moment) —Well, you see, at Christmas I came down with the Copes— ANN Are they like the measles? [PAT la/uglhs, and explains: PAT -—Down here, with Johnny and Nora Cope. Well, one night we were coming home quite late from some- wheres and we stopped in at the dog-wagon in the village to get— (Hwops suddenly and stares at ha.) J ee-rusalem! I believe you’re her! ANN ' “She,” you should say.—Who? HOTEL UNIVERSE . 141 PAT (gvprcome with awe) Good Lord Almighty— ANN I wonder if it’s the same dog-wagon I know. PAT Of course !—But this is— Gosh! Do you know what this means to me? ANN I’m trying awfully hard to follow, but— PAT (We) I had a Western, with a lot of onions, and we got up to go and there was a girl there Sitting at the counter with a couple of other people and a great big glass of milk and She looked up as I went by, and— [ANN smiles. ANN I did, didn’t I? PAT (excitedly) - Yes !—and the milk had made a little white rim along your upper lip and— ' ANN (distressed) Oh dear— PAT It was beautiful.—And ever since, I’ve seen your face the whole time, in my mind, and I could never find you. It’s been terrible.——And now— Oh Lord! —Imagine ! l 42 HOTEL UNIVERSE [935}: smiles. ANN VVell—here I am. PAT It’s just miraculous, that’s all, it’s miraculous. Gosh, I don’t know what to say. You know this isn’t like the usual—there’s something terribly right about it. —Ever since that night I’ve been longing to— J eez, I thought I’d go crazy if I couldn’t find you—been longing to take your face in my hands like this, and— [He takes her face between his hands. ANN Wait. Let me look at you. [She looks. PAT I’m not much on looks— ANN Shhh! (She logks_a long time.) Why—it’s the queerest thing. I think I— PAT . ——And to kiss that lovely mouth that had the white rim along the top of it— ANN . But somehow—I don’t think you’d better—yet— PAT No, I suppose not—But I don’t see why! (AM‘ mint. Still they gaze at each other. Them) Look: ‘ HOTEL UNIVERSE 143 do you ever get a feeling that you—oh, Lord—that you know all about it? ANN Sometimes. PAT I do) now! I’ve never felt alive before! Everything’s as clear as— («SuddenlyL directly.) Look: I’ll be at the Ameses for lunch tomorrow. Tell ’em I like steak. | ANN laughs. ANN I like you! PAT —As much as I like steak? ANN How much do you like Steak? PAT I’m crazy for it. I dream about it. Well—? [dam ANN laughs, ang rises. ANN Come on. ' [Hg catches her hand in his. PAT Ah, Ann—tell me, Ann! ANN No, no! This is ridiculous. It’s—- [She frees hers—elf. 401%; Ida: and 0/) 315/ 2197 /£7 flees! I44! HOTEL UNIVERSE PAT . Oh, please! Tell me—do you like me? [A moment. Then: ANN Yes. PAT Much? ANN A lot. Terribly! [For PAT this is almost too much m. PAT Gosh, I’m glad. ANN I hope I’ll be.——Come on—shall we? PAT Look: You’ve got to come up to the ‘Spring Dance with me, and the ball games, and the boat races—I row Number Seven—and—Oh, Ann— ANN What, Pat? PAT It’s wonderful. ANN It is, it is.-—Do come—come on— (W another step or two, toward the garden-stepe, where 0) floor 2 gme, She iecovere herself andhshlh 'LMLJLM, ' tppps and looks at him, For W HOTEL UNIVERSE 145 eggs hold them together. At length they kiss. For an m at ANN clings to him, then leaves him.) Pat-— Pat—we’re crazy. PAT No ! ANN (breathlessly) Come on—. We must— [W. He turns. PAT First, let’s look back at our meadow. [ANN frowns, half puzzled, half in alarm. Then: ANN (suddenly, sharply) No! That’s wrong! [He had not said that. The spell is breakiyg. PAT What is? (He takes a deg) breath.)—Um! Doesn’t it smell good, though! What is it? Hawthorn? ANN No! PAT (slowly, from very far away) But I—I guess they’re right. I guess there’s nothing like May in England— (Suddenly he stope, "leaching her-hand. His face becomks troubled. He looks at tly gage, frowning.) What’s that house? ANN (a sudden cry) Don’t think, Pat! Don’t think at all! Come with me— . PAT —But there’s something I’ve got to do in this house. m {a 2'1” /606/ I’m Adam W 146 HOTEL UNIVERSE ANN No! PAT Yes. And I can’t think what. And it’s terribly im- portant. I’ve waited too long. It’s got to be done at once. It’s getting late.—I know !—I’ve got to pack a bag. It’s late. I’ve got to get that bag packed. I’ve got to pack a bag and catch a boat and go to Eng- land. [ANN is still at the garden-steps. His eyes have not left the house. ANN Stay with me, Pat! I’ll lose you there! PAT I tell you she’s waiting, and it’s getting late. [Again he moves toward the lump. ANN Oh, why must I always lose you? [She goes up the garden-steps and out. PA]: mange; MWW— ’ STEPHEN Pat! EAT halts, turn: slowly, lookLat him, then g_o_es to my, ' PAT VVhy—why how do you do, Mr. Carr! I feel as if I’d been away for—I came across the fields and down the lane—the hawthorn’s early, isn’t it? I didn’t wire. I thought I’d surprise her. How has she been? HOTEL UNIVERSE 147 STEPHEN , “ You cannot surprise her. PAT You mean she had a hunch that I was—? But where is she, then? I’ve been calling her all over everywhere. (STEPHEN does not reply. Suddenly PAT become; alarmed.) Ey, flat is ibis:1.301{e? Because if it is *3 . —yes, and What about my letters? Why didn’t she answer them? Did you and Father fix it so she wouldn’t get them? I’ve been almost crazy. I’ve been—where is she? She’s here—I know she’s here— (He calls:) Ann! (Then; feeling somflhing wrong, whispers.)— Mary. (Zlhen, more confidently.) It’s Pat, Mary! 22/ (He turns again to STEPHEN.)—And you needn’t 13:50” ‘2 think we’re going to stay on with people who fixed it up to separate us, either. Not for one minute. I’m going to take her with me this very night, and— STEPHEN That is too soon. PAT It’s not. Haven’t we waited years already? We’ll be wanting to get married right away. Tomorrow, most likely—or the next day—- STEPHEN —Too soon. PAT Look here, Mr. Carr— (Lhen correcting himself .°) Mr. Field.—I know you’re a sick man. But Ann’s got her whole life ahead of her. You can’t take it from her. You’ve taken too much of it already. I don’t hold ‘ 148 HOTEL UNIVERSE with those old ideas. Ann and I are in love, and if you don’t grant that that’s the most important thing, it’s time you did. I’m sorry to have to put it this way, but I’ve got to speak as I feel. I’ll certainly never expect a child of mine to—to— STEPHEN ——To what? PAT ——To give her whole life up to me, and I don’t think you should. STEPHEN I see. PAT You let her bring you here, away from all the— STEPHEN . ——She has needed me as much these last three years as I have needed her. PAT That may be. But—— STEPHEN Wait! (He looks at PAT intently, then speaks with a W:)—But now she does not need me any longer. PAT What are you looking like that for? What do ypu mean? (liken suddenly, wildly:) She’s not! That’s not 'true——you’re lying. It’s not possible—it can’t be! She’s here—I know she’s here! (W3 Ann! Ann! HOTEL UNIVERSE ‘ 149 STEPHEN She does not come. PAT . Ann, dear! It’s Pat, Ann! STEPHEN A And still she does not come. PAT Oh, don’t keep saying that! She’s here—I can feel her all about me. (He wheels about and looks around ' M) What kind of a deal is this, anyway? What am I doing—dreaming? (Then one last desgairing any) Ann! (And a long silence, F mum—13mm shL. __ flea/”3 i a, a? 0' thought I wasn’t coming back— (Another moment. kan, in anguish:)—I can’t believe—but how? How did she? She couldn’t have hurt that sweet place at her temple, that lovely breast. What has death to do with her? STEPHEN —With anyone. PAT But I did come back! I wasn’t the swine she thought me. I did comev—she must know that. I’m sure she knows it! STEPHEN So then, you have your picture back—- PAT My picture? fake; 409447 Hun-AT 150 HOTEL UNIVERSE STEPHEN The one you love so—your picture of yourself. Now your pet illusion is whole again, and all is well, eh? PAT I don’t know what you’re— STEPHEN You built your whole life upon an illusion—and it went—and still you want it back—from death, even! PAT . I don’t know what you’re talking about. STEPHEN Your idea of your own perfection. PAT That’s not true— STEPHEN NOP—You came back, yes—but in your own time. 7 A swine? Indeed you are !—But what brought you? How much of it was the self-contempt you felt for having left her? PAT None of it. STEPHEN —And how much your love of her, your want of her? PAT All! STEPHEN Which is it you can’t live with, now? Which is it that spoils your picture? ' HOTEL UNIVERSE 151 PAT Oh, be still about my picture! You’re talking about a spoiled boy, stuffed with what he thought were fine ideals. Fakes, all of them! I’ve left that boy behind. I’ve got no picture anymore. I know I’m what I am— myself! ‘ STEPHEN Then can you face yourself—say good-bye to your last illusion, and come through alive? PAT Go—will you? _ STEPHEN If you cannot—what else is there for you? [A moment. Then: ' PAT (to himself) —Off to Africa. STEPHEN Well—? ’ [IA]: moves toward th_egarden-step_s. PAT at aa't' 5/ Off to—! (gut the steps, he stops. When Meaks, it is with—afine, saving scorn : )——One big last shining gesture, eh? Watching myself go by. An- other pretty picture: “He died for love.” (He raises his head.) No!—That’s for the weak ones. I stay. STEPHEN. (a murmur.) That’s right, that’s right. ‘ —-—-.....—__ Ill 24’de féaépk 152 HOTEL UNIVERSE } [He leaves him, and moves painfully toward his cor- } 1m; ;’ PAT Jails: 7‘0 Jilin-r L , But I want her so. Ann—Ann— fiw/ 0', AW [znmx come; in frgm (“2ng FELIX Pardon, Monsieur—je regrette que j’avais laissé pas- ser l’heure. Maintenant, il est onze heures moins douze. Je regrette beaucoup, Monsieur. C’est ma faute. [PAT does not reply. FELIX goes out. A momentm ANN’S voice is heard softly, from the gardegg: ANN Pat? PAT (a org of joy) Ann! (In an ins‘tgz t_ he is up the garden-steps and out.) I’ll find you this time. Ann! [STEPHEN grapes for his chair in the corner agd seats Welf- STEPHEN —All right, you. Very well—I am ready. This ends, and that begins.—Oh, so you’d like to end it, would you? All of it, eh? (I_If_half rises, gasping for breath.) Well, you can’t! -—I tell' you—you cannot! (Gasp- 4 ing) I tell you—! 1 [There is a slight shuffling sound, as he slumps into 42317». I moment. Then TOM comes in from the gm with the brandy—glass, as FELIX enters fromjhe lay,“ a crosses the terrac t him ° travelmg’ ~hgg1. HOTEL UNIVERSE 153 FELIX Pardon, Monsieur— |H e goes up the garden-steps and out. HOPE comes in from the house. She is drgssed to leave. She sees TOM and goes to him quickly. HOPE Tom, Tom— TOM -—I beg your pardon, but have you by any chance seen an Old priest called Father— (2'31; M 72222‘ aim—ban) Why—why, hello, Hope— HOPE ‘ —Who, did you say? TOM . Why—I don’t know— (H e frowns at the brandy- M.) I thought I—I had this for someone—who was it? I was taking it to him, to—Lord, I don’t know— (EH: looks at her closer.)—How are the chil- dren? IHLX goms in from the house, also dressed for @- parture. HOPE —The children—that’s good, that is !-—Do you real- ize that that’s just what you’ve been acting like? TOM (to himself) —Under the piano. Under the—— [ALICE comes down the stairs irom the balcony. She wears a coat and carries a small traveling-bag. ALICE Listen: could anyone tell me what’s got into the Rose man? —. J _‘ [0606/ 0/00/- TA meet lb 6 4/64. ass-iv A 8770’ of «9.4.;an 6.1.745 COm inf a/owi) 674 I}: 154 HOTEL UNIVERSE HOPE Not Norman, too! ALICE —I opened my door into the hall, and there he was, stretched on the floor outside it, fast asleep on a fur- rug. (She looks back over her shoulder.)—And now he’s— [ILORMAN appears upon the balcony, the fur—rug still over his arm. NORMAN (heartily) Well, everyone—how goes it? TOM What’s that you’ve got? NORMAN How’d you like to—? (@Mnd frowns at the 134g) Why, it’s a— (fig aggmt team; him.) Damned if I know. [He drops it, and cleans hi2 famd' iogs hay; 9111' . TOM Was it a bargain? [SWhunflamlu NORMAN W —Am I right in believing that some pretty funny business went on here tO-night? [All look troubled, eyeing one another furtivelthIg- ing to We out how much the other remembersthgo mggh one remember; onegglf. LILY ( figallg) I. 1W9“, I don’t know if you’d call it funny—but sud— HOTEL UNIVERSE 155 denly everything seems possible.—It’s like beginning all Over again. [anion-43W.) ALICE I hope I didn’t miss anything. I had a delicious nap.;»~ LILY -—And did you dream? ALICE Dream ?——I should say not. I was too dead. (W silence. All stare infront 0 them. Finall ALICE s eaks WW- )Did I tell you? —Once when I was in England staying with the Pot- ters, they had a— (Then suddenly, with an air gt du’ - goverg.)—Why, Norman! That was where I met you, wasn’t it ? NORMAN Yes. ALICE ——Strange. [Again silence. Then: TOM At school the big idea used to be to sneak Off in the afternoons and smoke real tobacco in real pipes.— Lord, how big that made us feel. NORMAN (aftg; gngther moment) —I often wonder what happened to old Morris Sterner. He gave me my first real job. ——Once he told me that-— . X {a lefnd 0/ ore/£4 7&1?) 01' 75”, Hz ate 17“, #eJ/g 5/0 fésla'o j /o 5: E i t ' _.._- n L' N 156 HOTEL UNIVERSE [But he relapses into silence, which LILY at length breaks. LILY It’s fantastic, this terrace. It just hangs here. Some day it will float off into space, and anchor there, like an island in time. HOPE Don’t ! ALICE Don’t what? HOPE Please, everyone make sense. It must be nearly time to leave. TOM Hope— (She turns to him.) Would you mind awfully if I don’t sail with you? HOPE Why? TOM I want to ‘go off somewhere by myself for awhile. I think at last I’ve really got a line on something that may be the answer for me. HOPE (unconvinced) Yes? TOM ———In a way it’s a kind of faith, in place of the old one—maybe it’s the same. Anyhow, I want to work it out. A HOTEL UNIVERSE 157 HOPE Sweet Tom. [PAT and ANN are nearing the terrace from the ar- den. PAT’S voice is heard: PAT There’s so much I’d have gone without— [They come in, her hand in his, and stand together WW8- TOM (to HOPE) .——I don’t know how long it will take—but if I send for you— [HOPE smiles. I HOPE Don’t come—— TOM Don’t come. ' [Now everyone is talking in concert: PAT —Without so many good, quiet things— TOM I’m excited about this, Hope. HOPE _ So am I, Tom—if you do it. PAT (to ANN) . I want to Sit with the wife I love, and read books, and look at maps—— LILY You won’t believe me when I tell you— )4/w's X0? 158 HOTEL UNIVERSE ALICE What? LILY Next year I’m going to play Cordelia in King Lear. PAT —And fish trout—streams with my boys, and take my daughter walking— HOPE " —What time :5 it, Norman? Oughtn’t we be starting? NORMAN I’m not going to Paris. [ALICEglances at him W. HOPE Really !——And who was it who simply had to be home by the tenth for a corporation meeting? NORMAN They can meet without me. They can whistle for me. I’ll be in Andora. PAT (to ANN) —And build a house and mend a fence, and be tired Of a good day’s work, and sleep— NORMAN What, Alice? HOTEL ' UNIVERSE 159 ALICE I’ll miss you.—Take me with you! [NORMAN starts forward. NORMAN You’d come !? ALICE Just ask me. NORMAN Alice— ALICE —Darling. [Then : NORMAN That’s the way to see Andora! . [ALICE and NORMAN keep on gazing at each other as fihey could never look their fil. TOM (suddenly) Now I know how it happened ! (To ANN.) Where’s your father? [LILY rises quickly, and stares toward STEPHEN’S: m _ I lack I‘D 2 a chain which conceals him from their view. /&ve/ ANN He must have gone down to the bastide.—Why? TOM Hotel Universe !+He’ll know. ANN 'What ? ’flcms hack {ocean/A 104° to [IL/y ~ /£,/&06/ -_A J r i 1 160 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM Don’t you know the story? ANN Oh—you mean about Réné Mayer’s house-— TOM I mean about this house— ANN You must be mixed; Tom. This was built in nineteen- twelve by a man from Lyons. [WW TOM Are you sure? ANN ' Oh, yes. Father leased it from him. iLILY starts back from STEPHEN’S W“ (lamb ' LILY Pa ! HOPE Don’t, Lily—please don’t again— LILY Pat—Pat! [ L1 e goes to her. PAT What is it, Lily? LILY (am) ——I don’t know, I don’t know—— HOTEL UNIVERSE 161 ANN Lily—darling— [3 >4 [’7’ LILY —I feel as if all that held me together had suddenly let go. [She begins to cry, softly. ANN Lil y—darling—don’t ! LILY It’s all right—I’ll be all right— [mrx re-enters from the garden and-gm. 5142 q; or) FELIX 5’ ée: Pardon, Monsieur—i1 est onze heure juste, Monsieur. HOPE Eleven! We’ve got to fly! [WW¢ , ALICE We’ll probably be late at that. NORMAN Oh, no—not if we hurry. TOM You can make good time on these roads at night. FELIX (to ANN) Pardon, Mademoiselle, les valises sont dans les voi- tures. -" FM/jass 04f fijdr/ag ANN —Your bags are all in. Kite/4’00 162 HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM ’Where’s yours, Pat? Are you ready? LILY No! You’ve got to stay! Do you understand that 2’.— You’ve got to stay! PAT Why yes, of course.——I’m not going. [ANN glances at him quickly, ANN Pat ! PAT I’m staying, Ann. TOM Now there’s a good idea! HOPE I had a hunch Pat was no mountain-climber! NORMAN That’s the stuff, Pat. [HOPE goes to ANN and kisses her. ggcn slip; kw throu h NORMAN’S. HOPE Good—bye, Ann. ANN Good—bye, dear. TOM Good—bye, Pat. Take it easy for awhile. ‘ —‘.__.W_ ‘a—e. LN,” HOTEL UNIVERSE 163 PAT Yes. Good-bye, Tom. LILY Hurry, hurry! [TOM kisses ANN. TOM Good-bye and thanks, Ann.——-Say good-bye to your father for me. HOPE Yes. NORMAN Yes ! I TOM frowns. TOM Say to him, that— LILY Hurry, hurry! TOM —Say good-bye to him. NORMAN Do you want to come with us, Tom?- [14}? ’6 [WW- TOM To Andora? Why, it sounds like a good idea. HOPE No, no! Alone! You’ve got to go alone! ‘3'“ ‘1 ‘0 in .73.; vo-I—L—v— x" :r 151/eve! I ._fi-.-—r. A_. o 164- HOTEL UNIVERSE TOM But Hope—you know what a friendly soul I am. You know how I need company. HOPE ( o the others) What can you do with him? [They qo out. NORMAN and ALICE mount them, ' calligg over their shoulders: NORMAN AND ALICE Good-bye! Thanks ! Good—bye! [PAT, ANN and LILY are left. LILY You two—you’re for each other, aren’t you? PAT I hope so. ANN Then we are. LILY (to ANN) Your father—remember what he said? It does go 0 1” ‘ (ANN looks at her.) Wherever we may be—breezeS from the other fields still blow upon us— ANN Why, yes. Why do you—? LILY I think that’s good to know. God love him. God 10" 6 you. Good-bye;- [She mounts the steps, pauses for 231 has; f immat HOTEL UNIVERSE 165 to glance down at STEPHEN, then goes out into the garden PAT End ANN are left Wham. check. - ANN Dear love. s PAT I want to make love to you for years. Oh, it’s a life, Ann! ANN I know, dear—don’t I know! (She murmurs.)-—Thank you, Father. PAT Yes—thanks! In the distance, far of in the garden, a cock crows hoarsely. PAT starts.) What’s that? What time is it? ANN Hush, darling, never mind.—It’s just an Old white rooster—one of Father’s pets—his clock he calls him. ‘ PAT It mustbe dawn somewhere. ANN But of course, dear—always! PAT Wherever there is an end, he said— ..; B "‘2. .- . .cu .- ’%e .572pr #05044] W54; .. 6066‘ cat AW 7/97 {W7}: 36 In“, 0023' 2!:- as. i I l. I w 166 ANN HOTEL UNIVERSE -—From it the beginning springs. [She stares straight in front 9f her, her apprw mwing in her eyes. Slowly, fearfully, her head tugm animate... ithhe direction of STEPHEN. Silence. MW CURTAIN V _ t i l PART THREE DIRECTING PROBLEMS A. The Author, his plays, a critical estimate with special emphasis on Hotel Universe A. The Author, His Plays--a critical estimate with emphasis on £232; Universe Although Philip Barry is reCOgnized as one of the most successful of present American playwrights, he is also held by many to be one of the most un- successful. His You and I Hogiday, Pagfg Egggg, Egg Animal Kingdom, The Eggladelphia Story, and Foolish Hotigg all have enviable box office records, each running well over the 100 performances, which Broadway reOOgnizes as the mark of a successful play. On the other hand his White Wings, gggg, Hotel Universe, 2;; Jo ous Season, fifthog§_Love, and Here Cgme the C;oggs while winning critical acclaim, have been 'failures” at the box-office. Bernard Sobel in his Theatre Handbook1 has char- acterized Philip Barry as "the familiar case of the clown longing to play Hamleg and doomed to real success only when he clings to the comedy which is his forte. For Barry's plays fall into two distinct oatagories, which bear striking resemblance, his gay drawing-room comedies, and his more serious, inspirational, even 3Ymbolioal dramas ....... His comedies from Ygg ang I to Ihe Philadelphfa Story have been successful commer- cially; his significant works from In a Garden to Egg; Come the O;own§ have generally failed to be in the 'hit' l Sobel, Bernard, The :heatre Handbook and Digest of Plays, Crown Publishers, New York 1940 p.78 2 class.‘ His failures have never deterred this independent, free-thinking author and.consequently some of his even- ings in the theatre have been very exciting. Such is the case of fipyg;_Universe. While this play was not a Broadway success, Mr. Barry was trying to express his ideas in a different manner and these differences make the drama an interesting one to study and to present. Since the play is filled with so many personal reactions that clearly indicate the author himself, a more detailed study of his life and his other plays ' might clarify some of the problems that are involved in producing his Eggs; Univsrge. Strangely enough, the biographers have trouble in finding many facts that carry much significance in his writings. He was born in Rochester, New York, in 1896, and, aside from a rigorous, Catholic education, had little happen to him that did not happen to the average boy in the 1900's. He graduated from a Catholic high school, and except for a brief post in the diplomatic service in Washington and at the Embassy in London, his education was unbroken and in 1919 he graduated from Yale. From Yale to Harvard was a brief stop and into the '47 Workshop of Professor George Pierce Baker was a natural course for a budding playwright. In 1921 his drama, Ygg gnd I, won the Robert Herndon Prize and a subsequent 3 Broadway production of the same play, in 1923, started him on his successful professional career. The Youngest In a Garden, White Wings, gghn, Paris Bound, Cock Robin, (co-authored with Elmer Rice while both of these play- wrights were in Paris), Holida , and Hotel Universe followed in quick succession, and written before the depression of 1930. In the period following, during the greatest economic upheaval this country has ever experienced, Barry turned to the serious side, and, offering his solutions to some of the problems facing the depression generation, presented Tomorrow and Tomorrow, The Animal gigggom, The Joyous Season, ggight Star, and Here Come the Clowns, all of which were financial failures. Re- turning to his brilliant comedy writing of the decade 'before, he proved in The Philadelphia Story that he could still write a successful play, though his latter two plays, Without Love and Foolish Notion, classed as comedies, failed to measure up in writing or in appeal. The great variety of plays that Mr. Barry has written would lead one to believe that each would be quite different from the others. Actually, however, the similarities among them are much more striking than the differences. These similarities, which might be classified as “typical Barry features", are never quite .hidden.under the different lines and.situations of each 4 play. Quite often, there is some physical spot - usually somewhere in the house of the main character or char- acters - which represents all the freedom from worry and from the restraint of I'big business", which Barry so abhors--a sort of refuge and place of escape. It may be the "music-room on the top floor of the Hutton's town house in uptown New York, near the East River,'. as in Parig Bound. It may be the playroom at the top of the Edward Seton house, as in Hgliday. It may be, in You and i, an attic made into a studio, or the made-over room of In a Garde . Or it may be the terrace of the old house down on the Mediterranean, Hotel Universe, which offers respite from the tension of the hard world. But wherever it is, it appears in enough of Barry's plays to become almost a trademark. Character develOpment is not Barry's forte. The people who inhabit his plays could very easily be moved from one play to another with no appreciable change necessary. They may have different names-Pat Farley in Hotgi Universe, Johnny Case in Holiday, Hatey White in You ans:= I-—but their background is the same, their language is the same, their outlook is the same. They are all Philip Barry, trying to preach, with a smile on his lips. His leading women may be short or tall, blond or brunette, but they are always young, beautiful, witty, understanding, and willing to be the fond companion and ready helpmate to the man of their choice. Usually, somewhere in the gay crowd, is the "hard, outward appear- ance-with the heart of gold.‘' It may be Ned in Hoiiday, or Lily in Hotel Universe or Fanny Shippan in Paris Bog; , but it is always a good, standard Barry 'type'. This criticism of the similarity of characterization is in no way to be taken as criticism of the individual roles. Host of them are thoroughly real and delightfully charm- ing, when viewed separately, each in his own play. But viewed collectively, Barry's lack of originality is quite noticable. One more feature of what might be termed Itypical Barry“ is his little playacting scene, out of which he seems to get such delight-«the scene within a scene where everyone suddenly seems to be reading a very gay and amusing script. At least, they never miss their cues. The Norman Rose hour in Hgtei Universe is an example, or the Nick Potter autobiOgraphy in the second act of Hoiiday. Audiences enjoy these moments, whenever they appear, for they are masterpieces of nonsense. Finally, Barry's fundamental philosophy appears and reappears in practically every one of his plays. The right to do as one pleases and the desire for leisure are two themes basic in most of his plays. They are the motives which successively impel Richard Winslow in The Y un est, Maitland White in Yo and I, Adrian Terry in.In a Garden 6 Johnny Case in Holiday........and Norman Rose and Tom Ames in Hotel Universe to turn their backs on success and prosperity and seek a more satisfying existence. Without such freedom--freedom of action outside, freedom of the spirit inside-~1ife is unendurable; this is the principal tenet of Philip Barry's philosOphy.2 Although it was stated a few paragraphs back that very little biographical material was available on Philip Barry, many critics feel that he reveals himself to a great extent in his writing. The late Hontrose J. Moses, outstanding critic of the theatre, made the unique state- ment: His plays are really Barry in quest of himself. There is no American dramatist of the same stamp. He cannot take life too soberly; he shadow-boxes with ideas and phil- osophies, he writes the most exquisite dialogue, he can be absurdly childish and delicately serious. His gossamer plays are shot through with patterns of ideas always in the bud, and the ideas are never given a chance to become full blown. His stories are spider webs of quaint spinning, with problematic knots which help to hold the dramas together. His serious- ness is never left alone a minute; the puckered brow is chased by the inexaustible good humor. If he should consider himself, Philip Barry would find his youth in his p1aya.3 George Jean Nathon, critic and reviewer, takes the Opposing point of view: Once content to write at least an approximation to pure and unadulterated light comedy, be some years ago became obsessed by the notion that, in addition to his talent in that direction, he was a creature of puissant brain and that it was his duty, along with his pleasure, to share its pearls with the public. From this hallucination there presently issued not only a quota of pseudo-philosophical cpera that sorely grieved that portion of the public whose mental capacities were slightly in s. Flexner, Eleanor, American Piaywrighis 1918-1938. fig Simon and Schuster, New York, 1938. p. 249-250 3. Moses, lontrose J., and Krutoh, Joseph Wood, editors, Representative American Dramas: Natignai and Local. Little, Brown and Co.,Boston, 1941. p 767. excess of those of the average ballet critic but, further, a proportion of comedies which were not satisfied to be merely comedies but. which deemed it incumbent upon them to include a variety of solemn passages confiding their author's profundities on divers cosmic enigmas. The result was and is a species of entertain- ment that sacrifices light comedy to heavy pletitudinizing and that in sum suggests an undergraduate at a small Methodist college wildly celebrating the completion of a cribbsd thesis with a couple of beers. John Mason Brown, noted Broadway critic and lecturer, in reviewing Here Come the Clowns, had this to say concerning the author: You are conscious of the anguish which has sent Mr. Barry straying into Pirandello's domains. Even when you are hopelessly lost, you listen. And listening, you find yourself pleased by the play's many proofs that Here Cpme the 0],on is written by a man who really knows how to write. He may confuse you. He may be confused himself. He may have chosen the most elaborate of all trick ways to arrive at a very simple conclusion. But he has style. He has perceptive mind. He is sensitive and adroit. He can put dialogue ‘to uses truly revelatory. And he is a painstaking craftsman capable of ingenious planning. With these general criticisms of Barry's writing in mind, we turn now to specific reviews of Hotpl Universe. Joseph Wood Krutch, author of many books on the theatre did not like the play: The idea is passable and, I believe, suffic- iently good Freudianism: but what the play needs Every desperately is more matter and less art. incident loses its outlines because every incident is swathed in layer after layer of fuzzy verbiage about Life, Death, the Great Beyond, and the fact announced by a mysterious white cock given to ( apparently untimely crowings) that 'somewhere it is always dawn'. The dramatic personae are supposed to represent the intellectual as well as the social elite, but they indulge in the most appalling mystical Nathan, George Jean, The Theatre Book of the Year:194g- -;§43: §_Record and an Interpretation. Alfred A Knopf, New York, 1943. P. 123-124 R chitchat and are responsible for a stream of discourse upon the surface of which float fragments of mangled Einstein together with all sorts of spongy, half-digested or com- pletely indigestible bits which seem to be the remains of a meal formerly made upon some of the more repulsive varieties of New Thought. Such ideas pass current in Greenwich Village salons when dusk and cocktails have combined to elevate the spirits and depress the judgment, but they are not taken seriously by captahns of finance and other authentic big- wigs, unless the upper classes have degenerated further than even the more earnest satirists maintain.6 To quote again from John Mason Brown, the follow- ing is his review of Hotpi Universe, as it appeared in his column, I'Two On the Aisle', in The New Yorg Post, on April 15, 1930: The occasionally fine, often moving, fre- quently boring, and generally confusing dis- cussion which is the subject of Hotel Universp makes as clear as anything else could that Mr. Barry has a will and a way of his own. It makes equally clear that he has the courage to satisfy himself without stooping to any of those compromises in subject matter or in treat- ment which are usually made in the hope of sat- isfying audiences. Certainly he has never shown a greater willingness to go his way, regardless of who may care to follow him, than in this most pretentious of his plays. In Hptel Upiverse Mr. Barry has not only been intrepid enough to ask playgoers to remain in their seats for a full two hours without granting them a single 5. Brown,John.Nason, Broadway in Review, W.W.Norton.& Co., Inc., New York, 1940. p. 166-167. 6. Krutch, Joseph Wood, Thp American Drama Since i9i8: Ag Iniormp; Histogy. Random House, New York, 1939. p. 170-171. ' 9 moment's recess. He has also been bold enough to ask them to sit before a play as unlike the common run of plays as it is dissimilar to those highly individual and charming comedies Mr. Barry has written in the past. One difference, and a striking one, between Mr. Barry's former comedies and his present cosmic discussion springs from the fact that, where all of Mr. Barry's comedies in the past were reducible to a main idea which could be eXpressed in a single sentence, there is no sentence--indeed no paragraph- which could hold the ever-wandering ideas of Hotel Universe. Nor can any first-night re- view hope to do the play justice. It can only make a confused record of the soript'e confusion, while admitting the integrity of its aim and the frequent highness of its reach. Instead of arguing any single case, as he was content to do when he stated the case of marriage versus art in You and I, or marriage versus divorce in Paris Bound, or marriage versus money in Hoiiday, or life versus fiction in I a Garden, or progressives versus react- ionaries in White flipgs, Mr. Barry has pondered in Hotei Universe upon the world's imponderable questions. Stirred, as everyone must be at one time or another, by the “Everlasting Ayes' and 'Nays' to which all are heir both in and out of college, he has sought, with the all-too-considerable aid of Freud, to plumb the mysteries of life, and see behind its appearances into the complicated fabric of the human consciousness. To do this he has chosen the terrace of a house in southern France which faces on the Med- iterranean. On to this terrace, this “fantastic terrace" which reminds people of other places and of their former selves, he has sent Ann Field (Katherine Alexander), the girl who owns the house with her halfamad father (Morris Carnovsky) and her five guests. They are the Ameses, Tom (Franchot Tone) who is a Catholic, and his beautiful but unimaginative wife (Phyllis Povah), whose normal happy life in her children and her home makes her already afraid of and puzzled by the strange things 10 which are taking place; Lily Malone (Ruth Gordon), a little actress who is crazy to defy her public and play Cordelia; the completely physical Alice Kendall (Ruthelma Stevens), who is in love with Norman.Rose, a Jew (Earle Larimore), and Pat Farley (Glenn Anders), who is in love with a girl who is dead and is loved by Ann Field. Each of these in his or her own way are samples of the “lucky ones,“ those same lucky ones out of whom Mr. Barry has built so many well-dressed comedies in the past. Now, however, it is disillusionment and unhappiness which they face, because of the strange spell this strange place has cast over them. They are thinking, as Mr. Barry has one of them tell us, of the estates of man, of his mortal estate, his imaginative being and the world that lies beyond the grave. As Mr. Barry also tells us, “the breezes blow from one to another“ of these estates. In addition to the threefold world in which they live, his characters are troubled with the enigma of time and the consideration of their own worth. It is nearly nine o'clock when they begin talking. But as the time goes by Pat has in- structed a servant to appear to inform them of each half hour as it passes, for all of these guests must take a train at eleven. They are sitting on the moonlit terrace discussing the death of an acquaintance. Four out of the six of them admit they, too, would be willing to die. Little by little they begin to think back to their childhoods, turning to the past as so many of Mr. Barry's characters have done befre. Finally the three men start playing “under the piano“ or “under the apple tree,“ chaqing into boys who are playing at Father Damien, and fight- ing over “Jew“, “Catholic“ and “heretic“ in what is the best scene in the play and one of the best scenes Mr. Barry has written. From then on Hotel Upiversg, which holds its own remarkably well for its first hour, suddenly begins to decline if for no other reason than that Mr. Barry is faced with the dilemma of having to solve his questions as well as put them. -From then on, too, the thinness and the empty 11 pretentiousness of his material begin to show through the necromancy of his dialogue. For tortured as he may be, and sensitive and gifted as he undeniably is, Mr. Barry has not yet ac- quired the wisdom or the philosophic stature with which to answer the Sphinx's riddle. He brings the weird and clairvoyant Mr. Field on to his terrace, and thereupon his play begins to slip through his hands-~even away from his habitual taste-—into obvious and hackneyed scenes which at times are amazingly insensitive and silly. His young peeple, or at least most of them, begin to see in old Mr. Field the priest, the rabbi, or the drunken father who has influenced them in their youth. But the worst of Mr. Barry's more uncertain scenes is the inexcusable one in which he has Alice Kendall slip off her evening gown in the unsubtle attempt to sym- bolize her desire for Norman Rose. When old Mr. Field dies, Mr. Barry's young peOple shake off their pasts, discarding both their cloying inhibitions and their childhood memories, all of which leads to Mr. Barry's con- clusion that whenever there is an end, then there is a beginning, a conclusion which it must be confessed does not come as a sufficient solution to two solid hours of seeking out the mysteries of life. Bromidio and sophomoric as are some of the preachier stretches of the second half of this unusual and strangely uneven play, Hptel Univergp is admirably acted by the Guild's acting company and its guest players. Miss Alexander as Miss Field, Miss Gordon as the actress, Phyllis Povah as the wife, Earle Larimore as the Jew, Franchot Tone as the Catholic, and Glenn Anders as the egotist, give admirable individual performances, contributing to an ensemble extraordinary for its fluidity and general excellence. Morris Carnovsky, as old Stephen Field, undoubtedly does all that can be done with a part intrinsically false. But in spite of the excellence of the acting , Mr. Moeller's capable direction and Mr. Simonson 3 excellent atmospheric setting, yes, and in spite of the general interest and the earlier and better ,portion of the play, Hots; Universe comes as a 12 disappointment. Not that it is not a brave experiment and a finely sincere effort, for it is. But that is shows that, like Mr. O'Neill, Mr. Barry is happiest when he is not thinking too deeply.7 The late Montrose J. Moses gives an expert analysis of the generation which is represented in Hpiei Univepgg The younger generation which came out of the War had its bitter cracks against everything: they set out to repudiate the world as it was: they left from their cal- culations entirely any illusions that might have been ready at hand for them; they were not sure of anything, but they were willing and anxious to think of everything. What they knew for a certainty was that they had had enough of what they called the “older generation“, which had bungled the world into a great social and economic mess; they were--in other words-—out on a voyage of new discovery. If they had taken anything with them in their mental kit other than rebellion, they might not have so easily fallen into morbidity. If they had been willing to pause by the road- side, to spend a week-end with themselves as they were fundamentally, and to chart the seven seas of existence, they might not have turned so violently against the life they fina11y