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(The action takes place in andaround Bly a country-house inthe East of England, in the middleof the last century. The line 'Theceremony of innocence is drowned'is taken from a poem by W. B. Yeats.The songs, 'Tom, Tom, the Piper'sSon' and 'Lavender's Blue' aretraditional nursery rhymes. TheLatin words used in Act One,Scene 6, are schoolboy's rhyminggrammatical rules)ACT ONEPrologue(The Prologue is discovered in frontof a drop curtain.)It is a curious story. I have it written infaded ink - a woman's hand, governessto two children - long ago.Untried, innocent, she had gone first tosee their guardian in London; a youngman, bold, offhand and gay, thechildren's only relative.The children were in the country withan old housekeeper. There had been agoverness, but she had gone. The boy,of course, was at school, but there wasthe girl, and the holidays, now begun.This then would be her task. But therewas one condition: he was so muchengaged; affairs, travel, friends, visits,always something, no time at all forthe poor little thingsShe was to do everything, be responsiblefor everything, not to worry him at all,no, not to write, but to be silent, anddo her best. She was full of doubts. Butshe was carried away: that he, so gallantand handsome, so deep in the busyworld, should need her help.At last \"I will\", she said.(The lights fade and the drop curtainrises in darkness.)ThemeScene 1 - The Journey(The lights go up on the interior of acoach. The Governess is in travellingdress.)GOVERNESSNearly there.Very soon I shall know,I shall know what's in store for me.Who will greet meThe children ... the children.Will they be cleverWill they like mePoor babies, no father, no mother.But I shall love them as I love my own,All my dear ones left at home,so far away - and so different.If things go wrong, what shall I doWho can I ask,with none of my kind to talk toOnly the old housekeeper,how will she welcome meI must not write to their guardian,that is the hardest part of all.Whatever happens, it is I, I must decide.A strange world for a stranger's sake.O why did I comeNo! I've said I will do it,and for him I will.There's nothing to fear.What could go wrongBe brave, be brave.We're nearly there.Very soon I shall knowVery soon I shall know.(The lights fade.)Variation IScene 2 - The Welcome(The lights go up on the porch a t Bly.Mrs. Grose, with the children dancingabout.)MILES, FLORAMrs. Grose!Will she be niceMrs. Grose!Will she be crossWhy doesn't she hurryWhy isn't she hereWill she like usShall we like herMrs. GROSEQuiet, children!Lord! How you do tease!Will she be this, will she be that,a dozen times I do declare.You'll see soon enough.Now quietly, do!(She gives Flora a little good-naturedtidying shake, pats Mile's hair intoplace, smooths down her own apron.)Miss Flora, your pinafore!Master Miles, your hair!Keep still dearie, or you'll wear me out.Now show me how you bow.(Miles bows.)How do you curtsey(Flora curtseys.)Bow!(Miles bows)Curtsey!(Flora curtseys, and they continuebowing and curtseying untilMrs. Grose stops them.)Here she is now.(Enter Governess.)GOVERNESSYou must be Mrs. GroseI'm so happy to see you...so happy to be here.Mrs. GROSE(curtseying)How do you do, Miss.Welcome to Bly!GOVERNESSThis must be FloraAnd Miles(Flora curtseys, Miles bows.)How charming they are,how beautiful too.The house and park are so splendid,far grander than I am used to.I shall feel like a princess here.Bly, I begin to love you.Mrs. GROSEI'm happy,so happy that you've come, Miss.Miss Flora and Master Miles are happy,so happy that you're here too.They're good children,yes, they are, they're good, Miss.They're lively,too lively for an ignorant old woman.They wear me out,indeed they do.My poor head isn't bright enough -the things they think up!I'm far too old a body for games,Miss, far too old,and now they'll do better witha young thing as livelyas they are themselves.Master Miles is wonderful at lessons,and Miss Flora's sharp too.Yes, they're clever -they need their own kind,they're far too clever for me!GOVERNESSBly, I begin to love you.MILES, FLORACome along! Come along! Do!We want to show you the house.We want to show you the park.Don't stay talking here any more.Mrs. GROSEThey'll do better now,they'll do better with a young thing.(Pardon the liberty Miss.)They'll do better now you're here!Quiet, children!Lord! How you do tease.In a trice they'll be dragging youall over the park.GOVERNESSNo, they must show me everything!For Bly is now my home.(The lights fade as the children leadthe Governess off.)Variation IIScene 3 - The Letter(The lights fade in again on the porchat Bly to the side of which more of thehouse is now visible, including a lowwindow)Mrs. GROSE(entering)Miss! Miss!a letter for you.(The Governess comes out of the house.)Here!(the Governess takes the letter andreads it quietly. Aside.)A good young lady, Ill be bound,and a pretty one too.Now all will be well,we were far too long alone!GOVERNESSMrs. Grose!He's dismissed his school.Mrs. GROSEWhoGOVERNESSLittle Miles.Mrs. GROSEMilesGOVERNESSWhat can it mean -never go backMrs. GROSENeverGOVERNESSNever!O, but for that he must be bad!Mrs. GROSEHim badGOVERNESSAn injury to his friends.Mrs. GROSEHim an injury - I won't believe it!GOVERNESS.Tell me, Mrs Grose,have you ever knownMiles to be badMrs. GROSEA boy is no boy for meif he is never wild.But bad, no, no!GOVERNESSI cannot think him really bad, not Miles.Never!Mrs. GROSENever! Not Master Miles.He can be wild, but not bad.(The children are seen at thewindow, quietly playing together)MILES, FLORALavender's blue, diddle, diddle,Lavender's green,When I am King, diddle, diddle,You shall be Queen.Call up your men, diddle, diddle,Set them to work,Some to the plough, diddle, diddle,Some to the cart.Some to make hay, diddle, diddle,Some to cut corn,While you and I, diddle, diddle -GOVERNESS, Mrs. GROSESee how sweetly he plays,and with how gentle a lookhe turns to his sister.Yes! The Child is an angel!it is nonsense - never a word of truth.it is all a wicked lie.(The window fades.)Mrs. GROSEWhat shall you do thenGOVERNESSI shall do nothing.Mrs. GROSEAnd what shall you say to himGOVERNESSI shall say nothing.Mrs. GROSEBravo! And I'll stand by you.O miss,may I take the liberty(Mrs Grose kisses her The scenefades.)Variation IIIScene 4 -The Tower(The lights fade in again on the house.The tower is now visible. It is evening.Sweet summer. Enter the Governess,strolling.)GOVERNESSHow beautiful it is.Each day it seems more beautiful to me.And my darling children enchant memore and more.My first foolish fearsare all vanished now,are all banished now -those fluttering fearswhen I could not forget the letter -when I heard a far off cry in the night -and once a faint footstep passedmy door.Only one thing I wish,that I could sea him -and that he could sea how wellI do his bidding.The birds fly home to these great trees,here too I am at home.Alone, tranquil, serene.(Quint becomes visible on the tower)Ha! 'Tis he!(He looks steadily at her then turnsand vanishes.)No! No! Who is itWho Who can it beSome servant -no! I know them all.Who is it whoWho can it beSome curious strangerBut how did he get inWho is it, whoSome fearful madmanlocked away thereAdventurer IntruderWho is it, whoWho can it be(The scene fades.)Variation IVScene 5 - The Window(The lights fade in on the interior ofthe hall at Bly Flora and Miles ridein on a hobby horse.)MILES, FLORATom, Tom, the piper's sonStole a pig and away he run.Pig was eat and Tom was beat,Tom ran howling down the street.MILESNow I'll steal the pigFLORAGo on then, go on!MILES, FLORATom, Tom, the piper's son!Stole a pig and away he run -MILESNow chase me, chase me.FLORAI'll catch you.MILES, FLORAPig was eat and Tom was beat,Tom ran howling down the street.FLORALet's do it again.GOVERNESS(off)Children! Are you readyRun along then.MILES, FLORATom, Tom, the piper's son.(They ride out as the Governesscomes in.)GOVERNESSI'll follow.MILES, FLORA(off)Stole a pig and away he run.(The Governess looks about for amoment, picks up a pair of gloves andis about to go out when she looks upand sees Quint appear suddenly in thewindow. They gaze at each other. Hedisappears. The Governess runs out andlooks through the window as Quinthad done. Mrs. Grose enters as theGoverness rushes back Into the room.)Mrs. GROSEAh! My dear!You look so white and queer.What's ha happenedGOVERNESSI have been frightened.Mrs. GROSEWhat was itGOVERNESSA man looked through the window,a strange man.But I saw him before,on the tower.Mrs. GROSENo one from the villageGOVERNESSNo.Mrs. GROSEA gentleman thenGOVERNESSNo! Indeed no!Mrs. GROSEWhat was he likeGOVERNESSHis hair was red, close-curling,a long, pale face, small eyes.His look was sharp, fixed and strange.He was tall, clean-shaven, yes,even handsome.But a horror!Mrs. GROSEQuint! Peter Quint!Dear God, is there no endto his dreadful waysGOVERNESSPeter Quint - who is thatTell me, Mrs. Grose!Do you know him thenMrs. GROSEDear God!(She weeps.)GOVERNESSMrs. Grose,what has happened here,in this houseMrs. GROSEQuint, Peter Quint,the master's valet.Left here in charge.It was not for me to say,miss, no indeed,I had only to see to the house.But I saw things elsewhere I did not like.When Quint was free with everyone -With little Master Miles -GOVERNESSMilesMrs. GROSEHours they spent together.Yes, miss, he made free with her too -with lovely Miss Jessel,governess to those pets,those angels, those innocent babes -and she a lady, so far above him.Dear God! Is there no end!But he had ways to twist them roundhis little finger.He liked them prettyI can tell you, miss,and he had his will, morning and night.GOVERNESSBut why did you not tell your masterWrite to himSend for him to comeMrs. GROSEI dursn't.He never liked worries.'Twas not my place.They were not in my charge.Quint was too cleverI feared him -feared what he could do.No, Mr. Quint,I did not like your ways!And then she went.She could