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FIERCE DENUNCIATION OF I THE SMAKT SET. ALFRED SUTRO'S MESSAGE TO SOUItTt. The patrons at the Theatre Royal, Swansea, (thanks to Mr. Coutts' ener- getic enterprise), are now becoming lamiiiar with all that is best in dram- j atic authorship. During the past ievv weeks works from the greatest play- wrights and from the classic composers have been provided in prodigal prolu- sion. V, e have i I a-(i fiiii callaeb "Christian" and "Eternal City," Henry Arthur Jones's "Liars" and "Mrs. Dane's Defence," and this w-eex we have Alfred Sutro's telling tirade against the trivel and flippancy of fashionable fops. During last night's performance of "The Walls of Jericho," no passage of the brilliant play was more enthusiasti- cally received than that in which Jack j Frobisher denounces the artificiality and insincerity of the smart set. We feel that we shall be doing our readers a good turn if we quote a short tceiie from the third act in which after a long spell of silent surfing the out- burst comes:— Jack: It's time there should be a change. Alethea: I don't know what you mean Jack: I've had enough of these companions of yours, these wretched sexless women, who do nothing but flirt and gamble, these childless wives who grudge the time that it costs them to bring a baby into the world. I've had enought of their brainless in- decent talk, where everything good is turned into ridicule, and each word has a double meaning. I've had enough of this existence of ours in town and country, where all tne men make love to their neighbours' wives. I've done with it—done with it all- and so have you I Alethea: You exaggerate grossly. Jack: Exaggerate! Haven't I to stand by and see it all year after year! Oh, yes, we've lived in a very smart set, and I dare say there've been one or two more who respected the seventh commandment and merely played with fire. And m (-,i; t husbands, no doubt, are content with the wives to neglect them, as you have neglected me; never given them a thought; have no time to look after their child. Aletnea: That's not true! Jack: Isn't it? There's our boy upstairs—you have allowed a strange woman to give him her mii'k, so that you could play bridge and go danc- ing. You see him a few minutes each day—you've so much to dot Alethea: Do you think I do not love my child? Jack: You love him ae you love me —half an hour out of the twenty- four; and the rest of the time we don't count. Alethea: Oh, how can you say such a thing? Jack: As for me-the schemes I've at heart—my hopes and ambitions— it's a long time now since I dared to speak of them. I've been poor foolish Jack, who didn't play cards or waltz; I was dull and a bore. But the first fop who came along, the first smirk- ing dandy who could whisper and ogie and tell you a tit-bit of scandal, he was amusing and p,-easanti He thought it right that you should lose hundreds at cards, spend a fortune on dress, a-nd fritter your time on all sorts of foolishness. Your brother seduces a girl, you are indignant with me be- cause I defend her. The people around you—the poor, the helpless, the sick—to these you never give a thought! You're a peer's daughter, sent into the world to enjoy yourself, have a good time, with Daiiases round to flirt with. It's been plea- sure, pleasure, pleasure, from morn- ing to night. from one year's end to another. You and your friends for- get for what Cruel made you, and turn to mere empty dolls. r Well, I say,'to hell with all this! You're my wife, not my mistress; I married because I wanted a mate and a partner, and I'm tired of the Lfp you've led. in which you'd been neither: And so we'll go, we two; ii-e 11 leave th I' rotten \Veuo we'll go back to Nature and start things over again 1 )

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