HALLWARD
You know, Mauve, in our age, the Victorian age, it is common to tell ghost stories on Christmas Eve.MAUVE
Then don't keep your tongue in your head: tell one, Hallward.(HALLWARD thinks for a moment.)
HALLWARD
I think the greatest horror is that our age will come to an end; and people will tell it years later in breathy whispers, guessing at our actions with whitewashed assertions punctuated by, “Did you know?” and “Can you believe it?”MAUVE
(Snorts)Is that the best you’ve got? You might at least tell of a man who can pop his eyeball from his head and swing it like a yoyo.
(MAUVE does so.)
HALLWARD
Good show, old friend! Good show! A right Victorian Christmas!(MAUVE replaces his eye. HALLWARD has a sherry. Snowflakes fall.
Chestnuts roast.)
THE END.
