BRETT: |
Sylvia, please sit down. I can't read the newspaper with you walking
up and down the room like that. |
SYLVIA: |
How can you read the paper at a time like this, Brett? Our only
son is about to return to us after ten years!! |
BRETT: |
As I've waited ten years, I can wait another ten minutes without
getting excited. I think there's someone knocking at the French
windows. |
SILVIA: |
(sound of French windows being opened) Klive, my darling
boy!! Come in, come in. Let me kiss you. How thin you've grown! How
did you get that terrible scar? |
KLIVE: |
Hello, mother. Hello, father. You haven't changed a bit, mother.
You still look just like a film star. I'm sorry I'm late. I thought
I was lost. I didn't recognise the old neighbourhood. |
BRETT: |
Yes, there've been a few changes round here since you left home. |
KLIVE: |
Everywhere looks so prosperous. |
BRETT: |
It all started with the big fire nine years ago. I don't suppose
you read about it where you were. It destroyed the old central
business district, and when they rebuilt it, they decided to put it
this side of the river, nearer us. |
SYLVIA: |
Tell us about yourself, my darling. What have you been doing? |
KLIVE: |
Have all the old neighbours left the area? |
BRETT: |
Most of them were evicted by their landlords. The price of
property went up as the business district got nearer, and most of
the landlords wanted to sell and make a quick profit. |
SYLVIA: |
Where have you left your suitcase, Klive? Let me help you unpack. |
KLIVE: |
In a minute, mother. But I couldn't recognise any of the old
houses. |
BRETT: |
Well, you wouldn't. They all came down, but some very fine homes
have been built in their place. And we are now the zone with the
highest number private of swimming pools in the city. What do you
think of that? |
SYLVIA: |
We've got a Jacuzzi as well as a swimming pool now. I'll show you
after you've had something to eat. You must be hungry after your
long journey.
|
KLIVE: |
I've already eaten, thank you, mother. But there seems to be a
huge guard dog in every garden, and iron bars at every window. What
are people frightened of? |
BRETT: |
This is a wealthy area now, my boy, and wealthy people have
possessions to protect. |
KLIVE: |
That's all I could see: signs of wealth and ostentation!! Not a
person anywhere!! Where have they all gone: the old ladies sitting
knitting in their doorways, the old men playing dominoes at the bar
that used to be on the corner, and the children playing football in
the street? |
SYLVIA: |
I never liked you playing in the street - so dangerous. And I
didn't like that rough little girl you used to play with. What was
her name? |
KLIVE: |
Nancy!! I must find Nancy. Where has she moved to? Who can tell
me? I must see her at once. |
SYLVIA: |
Klive, don't go. You've only just arrived ... (sound of
Klive rushing out of the French windows) |
BRETT: |
Leave him alone, my dear. He's obviously as impetuous as ever.
Please ask him to use the front door next time, not the French
windows. |