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The First and Last

The First and Last
PERSONS OF THE PLAY
KEITH DARRANT, K.C.
LARRY DARRANT, His Brother.
WANDA.
SCENE I. KEITH'S Study.
SCENE II. WANDA's Room.
SCENE III. The Same.
SCENE I
It is six o'clock of a November evening, in KEITH DARRANT'S study. A large, dark-
curtained room where the light from a single reading-lamp falling on Turkey carpet, on
books beside a large armchair, on the deep blue-and-gold coffee service, makes a sort of
oasis before a log fire. In red Turkish slippers and an old brown velvet coat, KEITH
DARRANT sits asleep. He has a dark, clean-cut, clean-shaven face, dark grizzling hair,
dark twisting eyebrows.
The curtained door away out in the dim part of the room behind him is opened so softly
that he does not wake. LARRY DARRANT enters and stands half lost in the curtain over
the door. A thin figure, with a worn, high cheek-boned face, deep-sunk blue eyes and
wavy hair all ruffled--a face which still has a certain beauty. He moves inwards along the
wall, stands still again and utters a gasping sigh. KEITH stirs in his chair.
KEITH. Who's there?
LARRY. [In a stifled voice] Only I--Larry.
KEITH. [Half-waked] Come in! I was asleep. [He does not turn his head, staring sleepily
at the fire.]
[The sound of LARRY's breathing can be heard.]
[Turning his head a little] Well, Larry, what is it?
[LARRY comes skirting along the wall, as if craving its support, outside the radius of
the light.]
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