The Lecher — 4

The Lecher — 4

Scene three
[At the same place.  NARRATOR comes out with the stage manager.]

STAGE MANAGER
Just imagine!  You saw a man who was answering the call of nature, and you went closer to find out what he was actually doing.  Go back to your dressing room.  It is not your cue yet.  You are soiling this play for my audience.

NARRATOR

You are not being fair, stage manager.  I was to come and narrate the story of this play at the very beginning.  Why didn’t you wake me up from my slumber?  You tagged me Narrator, along with the play director.  A narrator narrates, doesn’t he?  Now that I am here, I might as well talk to the audience.  I won’t waste much time.  I know they paid good money to watch this long play.  You can go, stage manager.

[The stage manager shakes his head and leaves.]

NARRATOR
Good riddance!  If he had woken me up, this play would have gone smoothly.  [Another lady, MEG, enters the stage and sits on the floor on centre stage, fiddling idly with a small rope.] Well, another day has come to Ujah.  You see, the Halcyon season never ends at all, until something terrible, sad or unthinkable happens.  That is when Halcyon ends.  You will see it here for yourselves.  Please, do not get bored.  This play is really an interesting play.  [NARRATOR turns and sees MEG.] Ah!  Another beautiful girl, another fine woman!  [HEELAS enters.  He is still dressed as before with a straw-hat, but this time, he carries a long stick with him.  He catches sight of her and rubs his stomach.] Oh no … and another victim.  Heelas, do you have abdominal upset?

HEELAS
Not at all!  Not at all!!

NARRATOR
Well done, Heelas!  You are trying.

HEELAS
[proudly] Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  That is me, always trying.

[NARRATOR laughs heartily and exits.  HEELAS makes a successful, seductive eye contact with MEG, but she quickly looks away.]

HEELAS
Aw, come on, lady!  I am no transvestite.  [She ignores him.] You see, for quite some time now, I have been so unfree.  The minute I saw you, my heels has never touched the earth.

MEG
[laughs] Are you always this jocund, young man?

HEELAS
[sighs happily] How happy you make me feel when you say that!

MEG
Why?  How come?  What did I say?

HEELAS
[sits on the floor besides her] You see, the women I have encountered keep telling me that I am a stranger, except you.

MEG
But you are.

HEELAS
No, I am not.  By the way, I am called Ottoh.

[They shake hands.]

MEG
My parents named me Meg.

HEELAS
[dreamily] Meg.  Meg. What a sweet-sounding name coming from a sweet-looking and sweet-smelling lady like you!

MEG
[laughs] You flatter me too much, Ottoh.  Your gallantry is becoming too plenty.

HEELAS
A man has got to be a man, Meg.  Innocence is now closing up his eyes.  [shifts nearer to her] Come!  Let us fly on the wings of love.

MEG
[visibly interested] Really?

HEELAS
[embraces her shoulders] Yes.  We will fly on the wings of love and go to the place where heaven begins.  We will be together till our arteries stiffen.

MEG
[hesitantly] But, Ottoh, we are not meant to be seen together publicly.

HEELAS
Don’t worry.  Everything will be made clandestine.  [They slowly get up.] Meg, I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.  [MEG embraces him eagerly.  He winks at the audience.] Let us consummate our love, my Calypso.

[Together, the couple exits, hand in hand.]

To be concluded…



9 thoughts on “The Lecher — 4” by Emmanuella Nduonofit (@Emmanuella-Nduonofit)

  1. i’m getting to like this series, you are doing very much justice to the story but i feel like flogging this your naughty boy. GOOD JOB, coming later to find faults…if there are any!Q?

  2. You are a good writer, Emmanuella. Very well talented in developing plays for the stage. Keep it up!

  3. You be real theatre mastress. This is surely a satire. Maybe a little avant garde. Maybe a little absurd too. Still waiting for more. Good job.

  4. i ditto jaywriter on the A LTTLE ABSURD part but emmanuella is truly a mastress

  5. Playing catch up..

  6. Ha! Now for the last part, right?

    1. Darling Lade, please read the very beginning, the very beginning before the first act of this play, the note from the playwright. What did that note say, hm? Please, I really need a tanker load [or trailer load] of patience from you, hm? Or else you might experience some kind of anticlimax here.

      Em, hope you’ve also read my private NS-message to you as well. :)

  7. @emmanuella, dont let our patience run out first, just kidding

  8. Meg’s case seems the shortest and easiest oe all of Heelas’s encounter, is there something to note there? I’m enjoying myself with this, good work Emmanuella!

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