Page:Ruddigore.djvu/95

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page has been validated.
RUDDIGORE
163

Enter Robin, excitedly, followed by all the characters and Chorus of Bridesmaids

Rob. Stop a bit—both of you.

Rod. This intrusion is unmannerly.

Han. I'm surprised at you.

Rob. I can't stop to apologize—an idea has just occurred to me. A Baronet of Ruddigore can only die through refusing to commit his daily crime.

Rod. No doubt.

Rob. Therefore, to refuse to commit a daily crime is tantamount to suicide!

Rod. It would seem so.

Rob. But suicide is, itself, a crime—and so, by your own showing, you ought never to have died at all!

Rod. I see—I understand! Then I'm practically alive!

Rob. Undoubtedly! [Sir Roderic embraces Hannah.] Rose, when you believed that I was a simple farmer, I believe you loved me?

Rose. Madly, passionately!

Rob. But when I became a bad baronet, you very properly loved Richard instead?

Rose. Passionately, madly!

Rob. But if I should turn out not to be a bad baronet after all, how would you love me then?

Rose. Madly, passionately!

Rob. As before?

Rose. Why, of course!

Rob. My darling! [They embrace.

Rich. Here, I say, belay.

Rose. Oh, sir, belay, if it's absolutely necessary.

Rob. Belay? Certainly not!

Finale

Rob.

Having been a wicked baronet a week,
Once again a modest livelihood I seek,
Agricultural employment
Is to me a keen enjoyment,
For I'm naturally diffident and meek!