Plays Author:John Galsworthy Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: ACT III Malise's sitting-room. An afternoon, three months later. On the table are an open bottle of claret, his hat, and some tea-things. Down in the hearth i... more »s a kettle on a lighted spirit-stand. Near the door stands Haywood, a short, round-faced man, with a tobacco-coloured moustache; Malise, by the table, is contemplating a piece of blue paper. Haywood. Sorry to press an old customer, sir, but a year and an 'alf without any return on your money Malise. Your tobacco is too good, Mr. Haywood. I wish I could see my way to smoking another. Haywood. Well, sir—that's a funny remedy. With a knock on the half-opened door, a Bor appears. Malise. Yes. What is it? Boy. Your copy for "The Watchfire," please, sir. Malise. [Motioning him out] Yes. Wait! The Boy withdraws. Malise goes up to the pile of books, turns them over, and takes up some volumes. Malise. This is a very fine unexpurgated translation of Boccaccio's "Decameron," Mr. Haywood—illustrated. I should say you would get more than the amount of your bill for them. Haywood. [Shaking his head] Them books worth three pound seven! Malise. It's scarce, and highly improper. Will you take them in discharge? Haywood. [Torn between emotions] Well, I 'ardly know what to say— No, sir, I don't think I'd like to 'ave to do with that. Malise. You could read them first, you know? Haywood. [Dubiously] I've got my wife at 'ome. Malise. You could both read them. Haywood. [Brought to his bearings] No, sir, I couldn't. Malise. Very well; I'll sell them myself, and you shall have the result. Haywood. Well, thank you, sir. I'm sure I didn't want to trouble you. Malise. Not at all, Mr. Haywood. It's for pie to apologize. Haywood. So long as I give satisfaction. Malise. [Holding the door for ...« less