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MAJOR MOLINEUX
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Boy
ROBIN
Boy
ROBIN
For God's sake stand and be a man!
No, they're too many, little brother.
Come, I feel like walking.
We haven't seen the
city
yet.
(Lights go off.
ROBIN
and
Boy
stand alone.)
We ha.ven't seen our kinsman, Robin.
I
can't see anything.
You'd think
the Major's name would stand
us
for
a beer. It's a funny thing, Brother, naming
our kinsman, Major Molineux
sets all these people screaming murder.
Even the soldiers.
(The house with the bay window lights up. A
WOMAN'S
red skirt
and bare shoulders are clearly visible through the window. She is
singing.)
WOMAN
Boy
ROBIN
Boy
ROBIN
Boy
Soldiers, sailors.
Whigs and Tories, saints and sinners,
I'm your refuge from despair.
Robin, the poor thing must be freezing!
She has
so
little on!
Living
so close together keeps these city
people warm.
She's smiling at you.
Robin,
I
think she knows us.
Maybe
she wants my coat.
I think she knows
.1\'
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