ACT TWO: SCENE SIX

 

 

The Warden’s study next morning. WHITE is praying before the altar. PHILLIPS enters carrying papers, sees WHITE at prayer and goes to look out the window. Presently WHITE stands up and turns to PHILLIPS.

 

PHILLIPS      I went back to the Golden Rose last night.  The girl will testify.

 

WHITE           She will?

 

PHILLIPS      I trust Master Cole has remembered he’s going there with me this morning for statements? 

 

WHITE           He’ll be here shortly.

 

PHILLIPS      Eagerness personified.

 

There is a slightly awkward silence

 

WHITE           How did you get the girl to change her mind?

 

PHILLIPS      I lied to her.  I told her Jack Swaddon meant to throw her on the streets for bringing trouble on his head.  Then I told her your sister would only give her protection if she made a statement.

 

WHITE           So you lied twice?

 

PHILLIPS      Expediency.

 

WHITE           Do you often lie from expediency, Master Phillips?

 

PHILLIPS      I try to avoid it.

 

Another silence

 

WHITE           And after you returned from the tavern?

 

PHILLIPS      I was obliged to lie a third time.  You obviously know about it.

 

WHITE           At least the Hostiarius believed you.

 

PHILLIPS      He’s a fool.

 

WHITE           It’s as well you delayed him.  College is in your debt.

 

PHILLIPS      Thank you, but he’s not yet stopped for good.  And don’t forget, he may try to hold the Kingsgate attack against us as well.

 

WHITE           Kingsgate.  I’d forgotten.

 

PHILLIPS      It depends how far we can discredit him.  Since his stories suit the Council, it may suit them to ignore proof of his debauchery.

 

WHITE           How long can you hold him off with your promise of Lord Paget’s assistance?

 

PHILLIPS      He’ll grow suspicious after six days.

 

WHITE           Six days.  And this college has stood for a hundred and sixty-six years.

 

PHILLIPS      Warden, it’s not your fault.

 

WHITE           It’s my responsibility.  Ten Wardens before me have kept it safe from harm.

 

PHILLIPS      None of them lived in times like these.

 

WHITE           Is Jolyff keen to go to London with Master Forde?

 

PHILLIPS      Not at all.

 

They look at each other with the germ of an idea

 

WHITE           If he needed forcing to contradict the Hostiarius, it wouldn’t be worth the risk.  It might rebound on us…

 

PHILLIPS      But if he were willing even to moderate Master Forde’s story…

 

WHITE           Do you think it would work?

 

PHILLIPS      He’s suffered a lot these past days.  You might do much with kindness.

 

WHITE           Then, after all, we have a chance.

 

PHILLIPS      A slim chance, which might backfire.

 

WHITE           I’ll talk to Jolyff this morning, then he must be kept out of Forde’s reach.  How long to take your statements at the tavern?

 

PHILLIPS      A morning, if Master Cole hurries up.

 

WHITE           I’ll send a message.

 

Puts head outside door a few moments then shuts door again

 

                        So, God willing, we may dismiss Hostiarius Forde this afternoon.

 

PHILLIPS      Then await his next move.  Suppose he tells the Council we forced Jolyff to contradict him?

 

WHITE           Jolyff would have to appear before the Council.

 

PHILLIPS      And College’s fate would rest with one of its Scholars.

 

Silence, broken presently by COLE entering

 

COLE             I do apologise, Warden.  Oh, I see Master Phillips is here already.

 

PHILLIPS      Naturally.

 

COLE             And what have you two been discussing?

 

WHITE           Everything’s been made clear.

 

COLE             Clear?

 

PHILLIPS      Don’t you trust me, Master Cole?

 

COLE             Since you ask, no.

 

WHITE           Master Phillips will explain on the way to the Golden Rose.

 

COLE             I don’t want his explanations!

 

PHILLIPS      I’ll see you later, Warden.

 

Exit PHILLIPS. 

 

COLE             He’s hoodwinked you!

 

WHITE           Just go with him to the tavern, Master Cole, now!

 

Exit COLE.  WHITE sits at his desk and runs his hands through his hair.

Blackout.  End of scene.

 

 

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