# Dramas (Baillie)/The Alienated Manor/Act 4

ACT IV.
SCENE I.—A Back Court, belonging to the House; Sancho discovered waiting by the Gate.
SANCHO.
Now, we see—we see. White man great deal of money—read book—know all tat be ​good. We see—we see. I wait long—O here he come!
Enter Dickenson.
DICKENSON.
SANCHO.
DICKENSON.
SANCHO.
DICKENSON.
SANCHO.
[Exit.
DICKENSON.
[Exit.
SCENE II.
An old dismal-looking Chamber.
Enter Mrs. Smoothly and Dolly by a concealed door in the pannelling of the walls, carrying lights, which they place on a table.
DOLLY.
SMOOTHLY.
DOLLY.
SMOOTHLY.
DOLLY.
SMOOTHLY.
DOLLY.
MRS. SMOOTHLY.
DOLLY.
[Exit.
Enter Smitchenstault (hastily and alarmed).
MRS. SMOOTHLY.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY.
Mercy on us! (opening the door of a small closet.) Go in there. (Puts him in.) I'll get off altogether. (Runs to the concealed door by which Dolly had gone out.) She has shut it so hard, stupid idiot, that it won't open. What shall I do? O I remember. (Opens an old wardrobe press, and creeps into it.)
Enter Charville, followed by Dickenson.
CHARVILLE (speaking as he enters).
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE (running to the door).
SMITCHENSTAULT (bursting from the closet).
CHARVILLE.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CHARVILLE.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CHARVILLE.
DICKENSON (to Smitchenstault.)
SMITCHENSTAULT.
DICKENSON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
DICKENSON.
CHARVILLE (having just discovered).
Faith! but there is though, which confirms every word he has said. (Bursts open the concealed door, and exit, followed by Dickenson.)
SMOOTHLY (bursting from her hiding place in a rage.)
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY (pushing him off).
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
SMOOTHLY.
SMITCHENSTAULT (following her).
SCENE III.
The Library.
Enter Crafton and Sir Level Clump, by opposite sides.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
No, Sir Level; I am not such a Jew as to crib that in, along with the rest. I'll first, if you please, purchase the estate in my own plain way, and then you may ask as much as you like for your plan afterwards. This is, in my simple conceit, the best way of proceeding. (Sir Level turns peevishly away.) You think differently, I see. But here comes Mr. Charville himself.
Enter Charville.
SIR LEVEL (aside to Charville as he enters).
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON (bowing).
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
SIR LEVEL (aside to Charville).
Enter Mrs. Charville.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
GRAFTON.
CHARVILLE (to Mrs. Charville).
We meet upon business (turning to Crafton). Let your agent and mine, Mr. Crafton, meet together, and——
MRS. CHARVILLE (drawing her husband aside).
CHARVILLE (aside sarcastically).
Ay, you advise me to keep it, I suppose; you have your tender feelings too, and partiality for the dear place (turning indignantly from her to Crafton). The place is yours, Sir, if our men of business can agree upon the terms, and I make no doubt they will.
SIR LEVEL (pulling him aside).
CHARVILLE (turning again to Crafton).
MRS. CHARVILLE (pulling him again aside).
CHARVILLE (as before).
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
O you cannot possibly divine. (Turning to Crafton.) Sir, let the business be settled as soon as you please. You shall have it at the price which you formerly offered.
SIR LEVEL (pulling him aside as before).
CHARVILLE (turning to Crafton).
MRS. CHARVILLE (going up coaxingly to Crafton as he is about to reply to Charville).
Nay nay, my dear Sir; you must not tempt him: come to my dressing room, and let Mary and I have a few words with you. You must positively say nothing more to Mr. Charville on this business to-day. It is too bright, too pleasant a day for such ungracious dealings. Come with me, my dear Sir. You must not—you can't refuse me. [Exit leading off Crafton. ​
CHARVILLE (looking after them).
SIR LEVEL (returning from the other end of the room).
CHARVILLE.
SIR LEVEL.
CHARVILLE.
SIR LEVEL.
CHARVILLE.
SIR LEVEL.
CHARVILLE (alone, pacing up and down in a perturbed manner).
Enter Isaac.
ISAAC.
CHARVILLE.
ISAAC.
CHARVILLE.
ISAAC.
CHARVILLE.
ISAAC (looking after him in a bewildered astonishment).
SCENE IV.
A Summer Parlour, with a Door opening to the Garden.
Enter Mary and Sir Robert Freemantle from the garden.
MARY (speaking as they enter).
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.
FREEMANTLE.
MARY.