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Roses: Four One-Act Plays

BOOKS BY HERMANN SUDERMANN Published By CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS

Roses: Four One-Act Plays

The Joy of Living (_Es Lebe das Leben_). A Play in Five Acts. Translated from the German by Edith Wharton. _net_ $1.25

Roses: Four One-Act Plays

Roses. Four One-Act Plays. Translated from the German by Grace Frank. _net_ $1.25

Morituri. Three One-Act Plays. Translated from the German by Archibald Alexander. _net_ $1.25

STREAKS OF LIGHT--THE LAST VISIT --MARGOT--THE FAR-AWAY PRINCESS

TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY GRACE FRANK

CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS NEW YORK:::::::::::::::::::::::: 1909

Copyright, 1909, by CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS Published September, 1909

_The action takes place at a small pavilion situated in the park belonging to an old castle_.

_An octagonal pavilion of the Rococo period, the three front walls of which are cut off by the proscenium. Ceiling and walls are cracked and spotted by rain, and bear the marks of long disuse. At the back, in the centre, a large doorway. The glass door is thrown wide open; the shutters behind are closed. On the right and left, in the oblique walls of the room, are windows, the shutters of which are also closed. Through the blinds at the door and the right window, sunbeams in streaks of light penetrate the semi-darkness of the room._

_On the left, in the foreground, a Louis Sixteenth sofa with table and gilded chairs to match. On the wall above, an old mirror. Near the sofa, a tapestried doorway. A chandelier wrapped in a dusty gauze covering is suspended from the ceiling. A four-post bed with hangings of light net takes up the right side of the stage. In the foreground, in front of the bed, a table with plates, glasses, wine-decanters, and provisions on it. A coffee percolator stands under the table. In the middle of the stage, a little to the right, a chaise-longue. At the head of it, a small table. Between the large door and the windows, dusty marble busts on dilapidated pedestals. Above them, on the walls, a collection of various sorts of weapons. The Oriental rugs which are thrown about the floor and over the chaise-longue contrast strangely with the faded splendour of the past._