Setting: street
people:
Tinsmith
Driver
Lucia
Francisco
Jacinta
Mrs. Gomes
Manuel
Mr. DV
Mrs. DV
A few pilgrims
(The street is filled with pilgrims, including Mrs. G and Manuel, plus Mr & Mrs. DV. The horse and buggy rides through the scene.)
Lucia: Mayor! The Cova is the other way!
Tin: Keep it down! Faster, driver! (They drive off)
Mrs. G: (oblivious, waves to them) Yoo-hoo!
Mrs. DV: (spitting at them as they pass by) Now, how do you like being the center of attention, you little sorcerers?
Manuel: He’s kidnapped the seers!
Mr. DV: Ah, splendid!
Mrs. G: Oh, dear! Will the Lady come?
Manuel: Will we see the Lady?
Mr. DV: So, Imelda, do you think your Lady will come, now?
Mrs. G: Oh, shut up!
Mr. DV: Will you at least then concede that if your Lady doesn’t come today, that will be because the children didn’t play their tricks on you?
Mrs. G: And will you then concede that if she does, it will be because she came?
Mrs. DV: (laughing) Ah, that won’t happen. Get used to the idea.
Mrs. G: At least come and see.
Mrs. DV: Why should we? Those ignorant little brats won’t be here to play their trick.
Mr. DV: Besides, who wants to see the same magic trick more than once?
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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