# Dramas (Baillie)/The Alienated Manor/Act 1

THE
ALIENATED MANOR.
ACT I.
SCENE I.—A Wood, with a View of Charville's House in the background, seen through the Trees.
Enter Crafton, who immediately stops short, as if looking earnestly at something off the Stage.
CRAFTON.
Who can it be? Ho! paper and pencil in hand; and the broad-brimmed hat, too, with its green lining;—I heard he was with them. Fit crow for such a rookery!
Enter Sir Level Clump.
Your servant, Sir Level Clump; I wish you good morning.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL (tardily).
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL (shrugging up his shoulders).
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
GRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
Enter Sir Robert Freemantle.
FREEMANTLE.
SIR LEVEL.
FREEMANTLE.
SIR LEVEL.
FREEMANTLE.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
CRAFTON.
SIR LEVEL.
FREEMANTLE (running after him).
CRAFTON (aside, without attending to him).
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
SIR ROBERT.
CRAFTON.
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
SCENE II.
Charville's House; a Saloon opening into the Garden.
Enter Mr. and Mrs. Charville, speaking as they enter.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
Enter a Servant announcing Company.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
Enter Crafton and Sir R. Freemantle.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE (after making a formal courtesy to Crafton, and then turning to Freemantle.
FREEMANTLE.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
FREEMANTLE.
CRAFTON.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON (to CHARVILLE).
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE (smiling faintly).
Perhaps so. It is a pleasant morning: did you come by——(Here Mrs. Charville and Freemantle pass from the bottom of the Stage into the garden.)——by the common?
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
Enter Smitchenstault.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
Charville (who has been all this while watching with his eyes Mrs. Charville and Sir R. Freemantle, as they walked to and fro in the garden, seeing him now take a letter from his pocket, calls out, off his guard). A letter! (Moves towards the garden.)
SMITCHENSTAULT (pulling him back).
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
No, he don't hear.—(To Charville.) What you always look dere for? (Turning round himself.) O, de lady is in de garden!
CHARVILLE.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
CHARVILLE.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
CRAFTON.
SMITCHENSTAULT.
[Exeunt Crafton and Smitchenstault.
CHARVILLE (now looking without restraint to Mrs. Charville and Freemantle in the garden).