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Brumby Innes and Bid Me To Love: Two plays
Katharine Susannah Prichard
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Brumby Innes and Bid Me To Love: Two plays
Katharine Susannah Prichard
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'I consider Brumby Innes to be in a class by itself' wrote theatre director Gregan McMahon in 1927. 'It is a very remarkable work, comparable to some of the best of Eugene O'Neill's, and it is, moreover, essentially Australian.'Written in the 1920s, Brumby Innes confronts the turbulent relations between the sexes and the races in the remote Pilbara region of Western Australia. It is published with another Prichard play from the 1920s, Bid Me To Love, set in fashionable white rich society in the lush hills outside Perth.The two plays are compelling for their dramatic styles and for their insight into the novels which followed: Coonardoo and Intimate Strangers.This new edition includes introductions from Maryrose Casey and Jacqueline Wright.
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ACT TWO
The kitchen of BRUMBY INNESā homestead, a long room of mud bricks with brushwood screen for a verandah. We see the brushwood of the verandah, and its long sapling posts through a wideāopen door. Windows on either side, double the size of ordinary windows and without glass, show level, sunāblasted country stretching to a far horizon under the glimmer of dawn. Stars are still in the sky; a butcher bird fluting. (Two notes on the musical pipes and a short chromatic, give it.) The light grows quickly to the full, clear radiance of early morning.
BRUMBY is asleep, snoring heavily, in a bunk below the fireplace, left. A box against the end of the bunk serves as a seat. A rifle leans to the wall near the hearth. There are shelves and tins for flour, tea, sugar, jam, in the corner on the other side of the fireplace; two smokeāblackened kerosene buckets for water on the hearth; and a bench for dishes and cooking pots under the window, left of the door. A table stands out from the window on the right, a chair at either end; a bottle of whisky and a quart pot are on the table. The door to the storeroom opens below the table on the right. A case of whisky has been pushed against the wall. JACK CAREY, stirring the ashes of the fire, raises his head to listen, stands poised, his arm hung as he was going to throw wood on the fire. WYLBA, curled in a faded pale blue ginaāgina, is sleeping like a dog on the floor beside the table.
WYLBA: [wailing in her sleep] Wiah! Wiah!
JACK: [cursing under his breath] Be quiet, canāt you?
He throws a branch on the fire. As the flames leap up, he turns quickly to face the door.
Whoās there?
POLLY, a tall gin in a long, straight, dark blue ginaāgina, standing against the doorpost, pressed close to it so as not to be seen in the light of the doorway, edges herself into the room, left of the door. She stares at WYLBA, at BRUMBY asleep on the bunk; then her eyes go to JACK CAREY.
What is it, Polly?
POLLY: [in flat, steady tones] Boys cominā ā¦ bump him.
JACK: They are, are they?
POLLY: Eehāerm.
JACK: What do they think theyāre goinā to do?
POLLY: Beatām.
JACK: You wongie them not to be damn fools, Polly. You know Brumby ā¦ You know he doesnāt care what he does when heās mad. Heāll lay them all out soon as look at them.
POLLY: [morosely] Bin talkinā all time.
JACK: No good?
POLLY: No good. Boys mad too.
JACK: Wylbaās Mickinaās woman, isnāt she?
POLLY: Father giveām Wylba when she baby.
WYLBA: [stirring sleepily] Mickina!
Waking, she looks about her.
JACK: Heās her noovaālover, eh?
POLLY: Wylba ā¦ wearyābooger noova.
JACK: Sheās got plenty of lovers? All the men in the camp want her?
POLLY: [with a backward glance] Boys cominā.
WYLBA: [jumping up and running to the door, peering out excitedly] Plenty boys ā¦ plenty sticks ā¦
JACK: [trying to wake BRUMBY] Shake yārself, Brum! [Shaking him roughly] Wake up. [As there is no response from the heavy sleeper] Wake up, you blasted idiot! [To POLLY] John Hallinan campinā Sixty Mile?
POLLY: Eehāerm.
JACK: Sent a boy along to say heād be over when they was musterinā the Sixty Mile, didnāt he?
POLLY: Munga.
BRUMBY: What ā¦ waāsh that?
JACK: Wake up. Thereās a mob cominā up from the camp to lay you out.
BRUMBY: Mob ā¦ what? Aw, go to hell!
He turns over to sleep again.
POLLY: [looking from the doorway] Horse trough, Jack.
WYLBA withers away from her glance.
JACK: [pulling BRUMBY from the bunk] How many?
WYLBA: [excitedly] Uloo ā¦ all men in camp.
She shrinks away under POLLYās glance.
JACK: [pitching BRUMBY to the floor] Wake up, blast you! [Kicking him] Iāve a good mind to let you take whatās cominā to you. [Going to the table] If we werenāt the only two white men on the place ā¦...