Your Vote and Interest.: TEI editionMaltby, AlfredTEI conversionLou Burnard Privately distributed by the Digital Lacy ProjectL1500The Lacy Project waives all rights to the TEI encoding applied to this material, which is believed to be in the public domain. You may copy, modify, distribute and perform this work freely. Maltby, C.A.Your Vote and InterestAn Electioneering Squib15 pp Lacy's Acting Edition, volume 100, No. 1500N15367UIU from HT Premiered at Royal Court Theatre 4 Feb. 1874 FARCE Colonel Franchise Col. F. Bribeby Brothers Brothers. Bill Hearty Bill. Laura Dashby Laura. Peggy Peggy. The (Earthly) Twins 1st Boy. 2nd Boy. Twins. Voice. [Multiple speakers] Laura. Brothers. Standardize header componentsMetadata refreshed from catalogue and Partix folderMetadata refreshed from catalogue and Partix folder Auto-tagged by Gemini 3.0 (Flash 2.5) Your Vote and Interest. An Electioneering Squib, Let off by ALFRED MALTBY, Author of Two Flats and a Sharp; Cleon, or Clean out of Sight Clean out of Mind; Borrowed Plumes; Should this Meet the Eye; I'm not Meself at All; Just my Luck; For Better for Worse; House that Jack Built (version of); Awkward Very Under Fire; Seagulls; &c., &c. and designer of costumes for"The Black Crook;" "La Belle Hélène;" "Oriana;" "Kissi Kissi;" "Tom Tug;" "Lalla Rookh" (Liverpool); "Goody Two Shoes;" "Madame Angot;" "Prince Amabel" (Dublin); "Jack Horner" (Manchester); &c., &c. LONDON: SAMUEL FRENCH, PUBLISHER, 89, STRAND. NEW YORK: SAMUEL FRENCH & SON, PUBLISHERS, 122, NASSAU STREET. YOUR VOTE AND INTEREST.

First produced at the Royal Court Theatre, London, (under the Management of Miss Marie Litton,) on Wednesday, February 4th, 1874.

Characters. Colonel Franchise Mr. C. Steyne Bribeby Brothers Mr. A. Bishop Bill Hearty Mr. W. J. Hill Laura Dashby Miss Kate Egan Peggy (Tom's Wife) Miss Kate Phillips The (Earthly) Twins (aged 7 years, with some days, minutes, months, and seconds between each)) Master Primus Master Secundus
Costumes.

BILL HEARTY—Ploughman's smock, blue stockings, billy-cock hat, &c.; 2nd Dress—White felt hat, corduroy breeches, flowered waistcoat, blue coat, brass buttons.

THE TWINS.—Dressed precisely in imitation of their father.

TO THE ELECTORS OF ........ GENTLEMEN,

NEVER having been solicited to become a candidate, I have no hesitation in placing my services at your disposal.

In the course of last Parliament NUMEROUS IMPORTANT QUESTIONS have occupied public attention. I can add with confidence they have NOT occupied mine.

Regarding freedom from fiscal burdens, I have always advocated BEING PAID with liberality, and have questioned the RIGHTS OF OTHERS to oppress me with demands. I refer more particularly to the calls of those minions who, as representatives of power, are connected with THE TAXES, THE GAS, THE WATER, and THE COAL monopolies. I shall therefore give my cordial support to any measures calculated to ABOLISH the INCOME TAX.

SCHEDULE D—VIC. I., CAP. 2, FOLIO 3, PAGE 4. I need scarcely add, that if ELECTED, I shall always be found at MY POST, ready to further my own interests.

I shall have the opportunity given me every evening of addressing the Electors at the THEATRE ROYAL at 10-15, where I shall also be prepared to answer any questions put to me.

Trusting to secure YOUR VOTE AND INTEREST, I have the the honour to be, Your obedient Servant, (Name of Low Comedian.)

SCENE. Interior of a Cottage.—Practical window, L., and door in flat with cupboard; entrance, R. and L.; table, R. C.; knocking heard as curtain rises. Enter LAURA, from door in flat; with riding whip and in riding costume, with books under arm, &c.; looking round. Laura.

So this is the abode of Cincinnatus the Second, called from the plough to the throne ; and to think this ploughman holds in his hand my future happiness. Should he take a dislike to myself or Mr. Brothers, he could influence the whole of the tenants upon his newly acquired estates, and then farewell to everything. There is but one chance, at all risks, he must be secured before the opposite party knows anything about his sudden good fortune. Very queer—no one to take care of the house—perhaps unmarried! knocks on table with whip

Enter PEGGY, hurriedly. Peggy.

starts Bless me!

Laura.

Don't be alarmed! Mrs. Hearty, I presume—PEGGY curtseys I thought so. How do you do, Mrs. Hearty? I am here, this morning, on purpose to apologize for having neglected you so long.

Peggy.

You're very kind, mum.

Laura.

On the contrary—however, I hope I am the first to congratulate you ; it will be the means, no doubt, of bringing us together.

Peggy.

curtseys—aside What's she talking about?

Laura.

In your new position, we shall become fast friends.

Peggy.

New position! I ain't heard Bill say as he's agoin' to move.

Laura.

aside Surely the news which is the talk of the village must have reached her. If not, so much the better. aloud Naturally I am anxious to see Mr. Hearty. sits

Peggy.

suddenly Oh! was you the lady what was looking arter his soul, 'cos he sends his respectful compliments, and says its doin' wonderful well?

Laura.

laughing No, I'm looking after his physical welfare.

Peggy.

No, he ain't took no physic for it.

Laura.

aside What ignorance. aloud When do you expect him home?

Peggy.

Every minit, mum.

Laura.

Very well, I will call in half an hour, meanwhile you will permit me to leave these books, you may find them useful by and bye.

Peggy.

But, ma'am—

Laura.

Not another word, wait until I return and we will have a long chat about the future—ta, ta.

Exit. Peggy.

bewildered She's having a lark; I dunno what's the meanin' on it. "Tennison's Idle Kings," that's not new, Kings is orlers idle. Cookery, eh, reads out with bad pronunciation "Jerusalem artichokes," it's all furren, it is a lark, it must be. Stop! I know what it is, she's fell in love with my Bill. BILL (heard off)

Bill.

Cuin on, you twins, blessed if it ain't like draggin' a couple of young bullocks arter yer.

Enter BILL with two Boys made up exactly like BILL, and very dirty boots. Bill.

Look at 'em, Peggy, look at 'em; aint they a heritage o' woe. I forgave you bringing on 'em into the world, Peggy, but their stoopidness ain't to be overlooked no how.

Peggy.

It's no fault o' mine.

Bill.

But I say it is; it's all women has got to do on this earth, and if they can't attend to it properly, what's the use on 'em.

Peggy.

What's the matter with 'em, now?

Bill.

Matter with 'em now, look at 'em; 'cos I 'appened to pint out to 'm a lark in the sky, bless'd if they didn't keep their 'eads up and their mouths open until they walked slap into a 'oss pond ; that ain't clever, is it? that ain't like their fayther, is it? besides, look at their hair, what makes it grow the wrong side out?

1st Boy.

'Cos Bill's orlers a pullin' at it.

Bill.

Oh! Come here, late 'un.

Peggy.

I wish you'd call 'em by their right names, Bill.

Bill.

Right names—if you go and christen 'em both the same name, you must take the consequences. I call him the late 'un because he were born one minute, twenty-two and a half seconds arter the other. Well, late 'un, what are you going to do when you've grow'd up?

1st Boy.

Work.

Bill.

Work; ah, that's about all you're born for. And what are you going to do, early 'un?

2nd Boy.

Marry.

Bill.

That's inclooded in the working. Look here, don't you go and get married until you get nine shillings a-week, or you'll ruin your prospects as a young man. Come on, Peggy, with the food—I do believe I could eat a plate-full of crocodiles and never spit out the skins. sits at table, TWINS on either side of him in high chairs—PEGGY bustles about The bacon looks summat 'atween pertatur peelins and curl papers. Keep them fingers out o' the drippin', will ee. business here ad lib.

Peggy.

You're always grumbling at something.

Bill.

Very well, then, why worn't I born a markis or a dook? and then I should have everything I don't want. Why don't somebody send me a lot of partridges and anchovies? knocking heard Mind I ain't at home to nobody but the butcher ; and as he only comes once a fortnight, this ain't his day.

Exit PEGGY, back. Peggy.

at back Quite sure you ain't made a mistake. Look here, Bill, here's a brace of pheasants, some wine, and a note.

Bill.

Go on with you!

Peggy.

Well, read for theeself. reads William Hearty, E-squire—with Colonel Franchise's compliments.

Bill.

Go on with you! snatches note William Hearty— E-squire—Esquire—well I'm blessed! —E-squire! shouting Here, bile 'em, cook 'em, gridiron 'em, frizzle 'em afore he finds out his mistake. to TWINS Keep them noses o' yourn out of the drippin' will 'ee!

Peggy.

I a'most forgot—a lady came here this morning and left these—I can't make it out nohow.

Bill.

What, these here? I do b'lieve there's summat wrong—the chaps down the village oorayed as I come through. I wonder if that old aunt o'mine's dead, and left me them heaps of turmuts they was goin' bad? knocking heard—BILL shouting Don't come in if you're anything less than a Rile Family.

Enter COLONEL FRANCHISE. Col. F.

Pardon me—Mr. Hearty live here?

Bill.

Well, yes; he do at times.

Col. F.

Is he at home?

Bill.

He's a doin' his best to make himself at home this wery instant. cramming bread into mouth—PEGGY nudges him—he chokes—recovering Do you want to make a widder on yourself?

Col. F.

My name is Franchise—Colonel Franchise.

Bill.

rushes at him What him as wrote that there? shows note

Col. F.

Yes, and you are Mr. Hearty.

Bill.

pointing to CHILDREN And them's the twins. But I say, darn me if I didn't take 'ee fur rates and taxes.

Col. F.

Ha, ha! did you indeed? No, sir, in me you see a man who detests humbug of any description, and when I say I congratulate you, sir, I mean it. shakes Bill's hand violently

Bill.

aside That's a comfort any way.

Peggy.

aside He's come to fetch them birds back. steals off with them

Col. F.

You're a deuced lucky fellow, Hearty.

Bill.

It's them birds aside or else them rotten turmuts.

Col. F.

I am here, sir, to apologize.

Bill.

Oh, well the drains is awful bad.

Col. F.

I feel that I have neglected you too long.

Bill.

So you have, and it's awful of a hot day like this.

Col. F.

But, sir, I'll atone for it, I detest humbug, and there's my hand on it. offers hand, aside Hands won't be sweet for a month after this.

Bill.

Well, you ain't a bad sort, so—about to shake hands, draws back and laughs slily Well, you are a downy old bird. I twigged the shilling. Ecod, you nearly enlisted I that time. The twins were werry nearly orphins that time.

Col. F.

My dear sir, nothing of the kind, I hate, detest and abhor humbug.

Bill.

Eh? fair and square—let's look. business with hand There you are. shakes hands Then you ain't come to look after the drains?

Col. F.

How absurd. I came round to congratulate you, and perhaps to serve you.

Bill.

aside How he keeps on about that.

Col. F.

I want you to run over to my place and have a bit of dinner.

Bill.

Ay!

Col. F.

I can find you a bird and a deuced good glass of wine.

Bill.

More birds.

Col. F.

What do you say?

Bill.

Say? I—to dinner with you—alone.

Col. F.

All right, you consent.

Bill.

Well I—aside Oh, he must be mad! P'raps if I don't he'll strangle me on the spot. with swagger All right, old Cockalorum, I'll toddle round. Shall I bring the twins, it would do 'em so much good? Ain't they pictures? I mean considering the price—nine shillings a week. They gets meat

Bill.

once a fortnit, and for a treat I gives 'em a smell of my beer can.

Col. F.

going to CHILDREN Do you mean these darling little boys? aside Filthy little brutes. aloud They are, indeed, pictures—shouldn't say so, if didn't think so—bless them—very, very excessively! pulls out sweetmeats Here are some bon-bons. Will you shake hands with me? Bless you exceedingly—excessively. aside Ugh! wipes hands on handkerchief Well, bye, bye—I'll run the dog-cart round for you in half-an-hour. aside If I can only get some wine into him, I'll secure every vote on his estate, before the other side knows anything about it!

Bill.

I say, shall I put my Sunday clothes on?

Col. F.

Wear whatever you like you know I hate and detest humbug! going

Bill.

with TWINS I say, Colonel, you couldn't rekim-mend anything for the twins to take as would keep their hair parted?

Col. F.

No. Ha, ha! By the way, Hearty, don't you see anyone until I return—keep yourself quiet—ta, ta!

Exit, door in flat. Bill.

watching him off This is about the rummiest go I ever—suddenly shouting Here, Peggy—come here! makes a rush at TWINS Them things ain't to eat. Bone-bones ain't to eat—put 'em down.

Enter PEGGY. Bill.

Look arter them twins, or they will pisen their blessed selves. I say, I'm a-goin' to dine along o' that Colonel chap.

Peggy.

You! laughs

Bill.

What are you grinnin' at ain't I fit to dine at a dook's when I've got them there Sunday clothes on?

Peggy.

Finish your dinner, do, and don't talk nonsense.

Bill.

It ain't nonsense; I must go, or may be he'll come back and strangle me. I don't mean him to have that wine back, any way. gets bottle I know there's a mistake somewhere; but if they make mistakes in this pleasant sort of way, all I say is, go it. draws cork—drinks There's no mistake about that. knocking heard I ain't at home—come on, twins, bring the bacon on to the mat, and finish your dinner there.

Exit BILL, with TWINS. PEGGY opens door—Enter suddenly BROTHERS—seizes PEGGY by both hands, shakes them heartily, and comes down. Brothers.

How d'ee do? very glad to see you. Looking devilish well, Mrs. Hearty, of course; if you are not you ought to be. How do

Peggy.

I beg your pardon, sir.

Brothers.

On the contrary, I beg yours—and any fellow would do the same.

Peggy.

Would they, sir?

Brothers.

Would they, sir? Of course they would, sir. Are you a mother?

Peggy.

Sir!

Brothers.

Never mind, we won't say anything about that. Oh, you lucky little woman.

Peggy.

I don't understand you.

Brothers.

Of course not—artful, very. You're an uncommon nice little woman, too. shakes hands—aside It strikes me these people haven't heard of their good fortune—fancy a man like this coming in for twelve thousand a year—so much the better, for at all risks this man must be secured before the opposite party knows anything about it.

Peggy.

Would you mind saying, sir, what you want?

Brothers.

Would I mind? Certainly not. If he hasn't told you yet, he ought to be ashamed of himself. Mind, this is entre nous.

Peggy.

Is that wrong, sir?

Brothers.

Sometimes; it all depends upon what is entre nous. Now with a nice little woman like you gets closer to her—BILL peeps out it's a delicate matter, so if you'll allow me to offer you a little support—puts his arm round her

Bill.

aside What's he up to?

Brothers.

—In case you scream or faint.

Bill.

Dang it, I can't stand this. comes down between them

Brothers.

I have you safely pulls her close to him thus. Now—

Bill.

coming between Was either on you took ill?

Peggy.

starting away Oh, Bill !

Brothers.

seizing BILL's hand Hallo Bill, old boy; how d'ee do? You're the very man I want to see.

Bill.

Ay!

Brothers.

How are you? You're looking extremely well, Bill—extremely well. I can't tell you how sorry I am I could not get to see you before.

Bill.

I can see you are you make yourself at home so quickly when you do come. points to PEGGY

Brothers.

Always did—always do—always shall, especially when I meet with a jolly little woman like that.

Bill.

Yes; it's wonderful how soon you found it out—she seemed to believe in it as well.

Peggy.

Well I never! goes up to clear away table

Bill.

'Ere, 'old 'ard! rushes at table—secures a hunch of bread and cheese) It's as well to be armed; now if you got anything perticlar dangerous to let off, fire away!

Brothers.

In the first place I congratulate you.

Bill.

Now he's at it!

Brothers.

In the second place I warn you—

Bill.

Ay?

Brothers.

I warn you you are in danger—will you trust me? For years I have been your friend.

Bill.

Eh? looks from PEGGY to BROTHERS What's your name?

Brothers.

Brothers.

Bill.

Go on; twins are brothers—you're not twins, are you?

Brothers.

No! they thought I was going to be but I wasn't—that's no matter. You are in danger; in less than an hour there will be one here who seeks to do you harm!

Bill.

He means Colonel Franchy. fetches birds Do you know them birds?

Brothers.

Where did you get 'em?

Bill.

Had 'em sent me—reg'lar swell.

Brothers.

That's bribery—that's bribery!

Bill.

smelling I calls it corruption.

Brothers.

There is but one way of escape; leave yourself in my hands—I will take you out of harm's way—we will fly to France.

Bill.

aside Here's another mad 'un; they must 'a left them 'sylum gates open. I had better agree with him.

Brothers.

aside If I can only get him away until the election is over. aloud Will you go?

Bill.

Go?—o' coorse I'll go. I'm reglar reckless whether it's Jerooselem, Jimmakee, or Kentish Town—come on! You ain't got sich a thing as a dog cart you can run round in half an hour? aside That idea seemed to quiet the other mad 'un.

Brothers.

Dog cart—good. Half an hour—better. Jerusalem—best. Ta-ta; remember me to the little woman—in half an hour!

Exit.
Bill.

shouting at him It's very careless a' leavin' o' them 'sylum gates open, they dunno what harm they might do.

goes to shut door, LAURA bangs it open in his face
Enter LAURA, she wrings his hand. Laura.

So—so very pleased to find you in.

Bill.

You bin afore, this morning?

Laura.

Yes; however, it's too late to congratulate you.

Bill.

Now she's at it.

Laura.

I'm not at all surprised at your sudden elevation,

Bill.

That's comfortin', anyhow,

Laura.

I have always said "Ask me to name the man of my choice, and I would have pointed out you."

Bill.

Your taste's a credit to you. aside Another one out of that 'sylum!

Laura.

From the first moment I saw you, I said that's the man.

Bill.

aside This one has gone mad on me. This is a pleasant sort of madness.

Laura.

I was instantaneously struck with your appearance!

Bill.

But you ain't seen me in my new Sunday clothes—you wait till I clean mysen up a bit,

Laura.

Now, Mr. Hearty, I am going to ask you a favour.

Bill.

I'll grant it for the sake of the twins—you ain't seen them twins yet? Never mind, fire away.

Laura.

I want you to promise me you will stand by me?

Bill.

Stand by you, how long?

Laura.

In your own language. I want you to stick to me.

Bill.

Stick to you? Rather!

BROTHERS puts his head in at window—PEGGY who doesn't see BROTHERS stands near window with her back to him—BILL and LAURA front Laura.

And you will never let others influence you? gives her hand

Bill.

Never, never, never!

Laura.

And you will never desert me?

Bill.

Desert you? I desert you? puts his arm round her Bless your purty eyes, do 'ee think I could?

Brothers.

Confound it, I can't stand this. pulls PEGGY to him, kisses her loudly—LAURA and BILL look round

Bill.

Halloa, you be a enjoying yourself, Peggy, my lass?

Peggy.

Same to you.

Brothers.

kisses PEGGY again And many of 'em.

Laura.

Mr. Brothers!

Brothers.

Miss Dashby!

Bill.

aside That's what he wanted me out of the way for. aloud We only want the Colonel here.

Laura. Brothers.

The Colonel!

Bill.

aside That startles 'em. aloud Yes, the Colonel he'll be here in about two minutes. Peggy, get my Sunday clothes, will 'ee.

Peggy.

Get them yourself, you brute!

Bill.

Halloa!

Peggy.

I'll never get anything for you again! whining

Bill.

whining Don't talk a that how.

Peggy.

crying You—you've deceived me—you have!

Bill.

nearly crying No I ain't deceived' ee—I ain't—doan't 'ee cry. It's so dommed stoopid is cryin'. crying

Peggy.

crying violently I'ain't a cryin'—boo-oo.

Bill.

same business More am I—boo-oo.

Exeunt. Laura.

aside The idea of trifling thus when so many interests are at stake.

Brothers.

Laura.

Laura.

Sir.

Brothers.

You are offended.

Laura.

Indeed, no.

Brothers.

Indeed, yes. What have I done to deserve the coolness I have lately met with?

Laura.

That is my affair.

Brothers.

You will drive me mad.

Laura.

That is your affair.

Brothers.

What am I to do?

Laura.

impatiently How tiresome—you know very well that every moment is important to us if the Colonel succeed, good bye at once to everything. Sir George's patronage, your promised post under Government and—

Brothers.

Worst of all, the loss of you. Are you quite sure this man Hearty is really the heir?

Laura.

I went myself, at some risk, to the inn, and learnt there that Hearty had just left the lawyer, besides it is the common talk of the village.

Brothers.

It is a cruel injustice to me, who have so long hoped that I might once own these lands.

Laura.

We must make the best of it let us put our shoulders to the wheel and secure Hearty at all hazards.

Brothers.

Come along, then, and let us only remember that all's fair in love or elections.

Exeunt.
Enter BILL, with complete change and large umbrella; followed by the TWINS dressed similarly. Bill.

Now, twins, you're a goin' to dine along o' the miling-tary, and your father will show you how to behave yoursens. Mind you are werry perlite; don't oil your hair with the gravy, and don't go to sleep with your 'eads in the soup; look up to your father. Now I'm perfectly ready, twins; right about face, march! Mind you don't knock them new hats off agen the tops of the doors.

BILL is following; knocking heard at back. BILL is going to back— the door is thrown open Brothers.

I say, Hearty, here comes that confounded Colonel at my heels. He mustn't see me here, you know.

Bill.

Thee must be a fool to come here then. You twins run in to your mother.

Exeunt TWINS. Brothers.

Couldn't avoid him. Carn't you hide me some-where until he has gone?

Bill.

Course I can, if you don't mind rats.

Brothers.

Not I. But mind, don't let him persuade you to leave the house.

Bill.

What, him? Ain't I a-going with you to Jimmaky? Ere, go in there. There's only some mouldy boots and half a dozen rats.

Exit BROTHERS into cupboard, L.—BILL locks door. Bill.

There, that's one of the mad 'uns safe. knocking heard.

Enter COLONEL FRANCHISE. Col. F.

Come along, Hearty, my boy—no fuss or humbug —jump up, and let's be off.

Bill.

Stop a minit. Just run your eye over my figure. Think it 'ull do?

Col. F.

Do, splendidly. By the way, as I came along, I met my agent. He tells me the Oaklands is to let. I told him to take it for you.

Bill.

Go on with you.

Col. F.

Thought it would be just the place. There's five-and-twenty bedrooms, and a couple of hundred of acres of shooting you can have.

Bill.

Oh, I say, you ain't got a Crystal Palace or a railway station to give away, have you? aside Well, he is mad. What trouble they must a' had wi' him at t' 'sylum. aloud, and walking back Darn my old linen, if you're such a humbug as you look —

Col. F.

Ay, what's that, humbug?

Bill.

Oh my eye, here's the lovely 'un comin' back. I say, Colonel, do you want to see a reg'lar flourisher? points out of window

Col. F.

Great goodness, it's Laura! Is she coming here?

Bill.

She is she reg'lar gone on me.

Col. F.

Hearty, by Jove, sir, I must not be seen here.

Bill.

Well, I'm blessed, they all say that when they come here. That 'sylum must be a darned rum place.

Col. F.

I hate humbug; but by Jove, sir, you must hide me somewhere until she has gone.

Bill.

Have you any objection to coal?

Col. F.

Not the slightest—only the price!

Bill.

In you go then—mind you don't run about too much, there's a well in the middle.

Col. F.

Not a word to her.

Bill.

locking him up, R. That's two on 'em—what a lot o' trouble I shall save them 'sylum folks to be sure.

LAURA bangs door open in his back, and enters. Laura.

mysteriously So glad you have not left home.

Bill.

Leave home—d'ye think I could leave home when there was a chance of seeing you—bless you.

Laura.

aside Poor fellow, how shall I break it to him? aloud Mr. Hearty.

Bill.

Call me Billy—the twins won't mind it.

Laura.

impressively You are not what you thought you were.

Bill.

Eh?

Laura.

You are not what you thought you were.

Bill.

Bless me; you have not told my old woman, I hope, or the twins. aside Her madness has taken a fresh turn.

Laura.

Need I say how much I feel for you?

Bill.

I dessay I shall recover, eh?

Laura.

No, I don't see any chance. feels for letter in her pocket

Bill.

She's gettin' very bad—what shall I do? I carn't lock her up in the male wards. I know, I'll lock her up here, fetch Dickson's cart, and take the whole lot back to the 'sylum.

Creeps to door and exit. Laura.

Poor Brothers, all his excitement and trouble for nothing. If Colonel Franchise had only been caught in the trap, it would have paid for all. aloud Mr. Hearty!—gone. goes to door back Locked, what's the meaning of this? goes to door where BROTHERS is Locked too. about to go away when

Brothers.

thinking it is BILL That's right, Hearty, open the door, I'm nearly smothered.

Laura.

Mr. Brothers' voice. Here's fun. unlocks the door, BROTHERS rushes out— BILL puts his head in at window at back

Bill.

I thought I couldn't keep the male and female lunatics apart long.

Laura.

Caught again!

Brothers.

Really, Laura, I assure you—

Laura.

I know; not a word now. gentle knocking heard from cupboard, R.

Col. F.

Hearty, have they gone?

Laura.

Hush! puts finger to her lips

Col. F.

Damme, Hearty, if you don't let me out I'll be black in the face!

Bill.

getting through window It'll improve you, old cockalorum.

Col. F.

kicking at door D'ye hear, sirrah? I'll kick the door down!

Bill.

rushes forward Hold hard!

Brothers.

stopping him Let him kick it down.

Bill.

Who's to pay?

Brothers.

He shall!

Peggy.

What's the matter?

Col. F.

kicking the door down and entering with his face blackened Humbug and heresy, I won't stand it any longer! —what is the meaning of all this?

Laura.

Extremely awkward, Colonel Franchise—for you.

Col. F.

Madam, I am here simply in the interests of the constituency I wish to represent. My dear Mr. Hearty—

Laura.

One moment, Colonel; perhaps you are labouring under the now popular delusion that Mr. Hearty is heir to these estates.

Bill.

aside Oh, that's the little lark is it!

Col. F.

Do you mean to say you're not?

Bill.

Go on with you.

Col. F.

Sir, you're a fool!

Bill.

Sir, you're a humbug!

Col. F.

He's done it.

Laura.

We are all evidently in the wrong box. I met the lawyer just now—he explained everything ; and, in reality, it is you to BROTHERS whom we ought to congratulate and solicit.

Brothers.

Of course, I am very pleased to hear this; shakes hands with LAURA but I am equally sorry for you, Mr. Hearty.

Bill.

Never mind me; I dunno whether I shan't be an M.P. afore any of yet.

Col. F.

You you humbug!

Bill.

Yes—humbug M.P.; there's a lot on 'em about; and I'm blest if I don't put up straight off! Here, Peggy, lass—

Enter PEGGY. Bill.

Bring that there chair. he takes the two CHILDREN'S high chairs and places them front—PEGGY brings him a chair, between the TWINS—he stands upon it—PEGGY takes up a position in front of BILL You stick to your—your—to BROTHERS What's the word?

Brothers.

Constituency.

Bill.

It's him. to COLONEL FRANCHISE You stick to your constituency, and I'll stick to mine—this is mine. to AUDIENCE Particularly free and particularly independent electors, will you return me as your particularly particular member?

Col. F.

What are you—Liberal or Conservative?

Bill.

It depends werry much on who's likely to be in office.

Twins.

Ooray!

Bill.

to TWINS Shut up you ain't electors!

Brothers.

What are your principles?

Bill.

Ain't got any—don't want none. Now if you—

Voice.

from the front Don't talk—act. What are you going to do?

Bill.

Nothing; but I'll promise you anything and every-thing.

Twins.

Ooray!

Bill.

My measures are, imperial pints. I shall vote for the general abolition of everything and everybody, taxes inclooded, twins excepted. I shall fine every publichouse as closes afore one in the mornin', and I shall eddicate everybody free and gratis.

(Twins (bellow loudly)
Bill.

Twins excepted. they stop

Voice.

How about wars?

Bill.

Shan't have no wars; them gentl'men as likes to fight for glory, let 'em, but I shan't pay 'em for it.

Voice.

We want division of land and property.

Bill.

You shall all have your little bit of land when you're dead—six feet or so, and we'll divide your little property at the same time; as for the Franchise, well, there ain't no humbug about him. pointing to COLONEL You want women in Parliament? I'm under petticoat government, and I like it. Free and independents, plump for your only one. The Ballot Box Office open from eleven till four. Booking laws repealed. No bribery allowed, when found out. May I depend upon YOUR VOTE AND INTEREST?

Curtain.