Youth: A Play in Three Acts. E-book. Formato PDF - 9780259640196

N. B. Left and Right always from the point of view of the audience.

The Curtain rises upon the stage of a provincial Repertory Theatre, disclosing it bare of scenery and lighting effects; in fact, just as the stage of any professional theatre appears at eleven o'clock in the morning. But, in the middle of the bare stage, a man and a woman; their arms about one another, their lips meeting in a long, passionate kiss.

Nina Geoffreys. (When her lips are free; low and passionate. I love you... Oh, my dear, I do love you.

Douglas Hetherly... My dear.

(For a moment they gaze deep into one another's eyes, then they come together in another great embrace... They part a little.)

Douglas. Don't you think we'd better try that bit over again.

(It is an enormously sudden change into an utter matter-of-factness - they were rehearsing.)

Nina. This is the biggest part I've ever had, so the more I rehearse the better.

Douglas. Splendid. What time was your rehearsal called?

Nina. Eleven.

Douglas. We've just got time to go through the whole love-scene. I'll read Cecil's part. (He urges a type-written play from his pocket.) Where are we - Act I... Act II... Act III...