Rodney [enter stage right]; I waited all afternoon for you, where have you been?
Georgiana [steps back and sits on sofa]; But, but, I came. Where were you?
Rodney; You lying shit! You’ve been with, with …….. him!!
Georgiana; No, but no. I was waiting, in the gazebo. I was there all afternoon. I looked and so longed for you to arrive. I might ask – where were you?
Rodney; Me? Where was I? I was in the gazebo myself and I saw no sign of you, no sign at all.
Georgiana; [indignantly stands] You lie Sir. You lie. I was there.
Sylviana [off-stage] Rodders dear! Come back now, I haven’t finished with you….
Georgiana [pulling tiny pistol] Rodney King-Smythe I have had enough. ENOUGH.
Rodney; No G-G my darling, it’s not like that, don’t do anything hasty
Sylviana [rushes in stage left]; come on Rodders……. NO! NO! Georgiana you madwoman! NO put it down, DOWN I tell you!
Sylviana and Rodney rush at Georgiana from both sides. They tussle. A gun-shot is heard
Georgiana [clutching stomach]; Destiny. Destiny is mine. Sylviana you win. You always win. My destiny awaits. [pause and groan; Sinks to ground. Pause. She raises herself and looks at Sylviana] but… BUT …. so does YOURS….. ha ha ha ha [cackles increasingly weakly. She dies]
Rodney [rushes to Georgiana, kneels]; She’s …. she’s….. DEAD [looks accusingly at Sylviana]
Sylviana; No. Don’t you dare blame me, it wasn’t me. No. What did she mean? About my destiny
Rodney [finding something clutched in Georgiana’s hand] I have no idea. What’s this [opens paper and reads] Good God. She’s fixed you, Sylviana.
Sylviana; What? What is it?
Rodney [reading] To whom it may concern. This paper, countersigned today by Sir Lovett Newly, confirms that the racehorse known as “Shoes Johnson” belongs to Sylviana Rossetti-Smythe in entirety and in perpetuity!