HENRY (Looking at him) He seeks to shame me with his modesty . . . (Turns to ALICE) On second thought we’ll follow, Lady Alice, Thomas and I will follow. (He waves them off. They bow, withdraw to the steps and start up) Wait! (Raises whistle to lips) Margaret, are you fond of music?
MARGARET Yes, Your Grace.
HENRY (Beckons her to him; holds out whistle) Blow. (She is uncertain) Blow. (She does) Louder! (She does and at once music is heard without, stately and oversweet. Expressions o f pleasure all round) I brought them with me, Lady Alice; take them in! (Exit all but MORE and HENRY. The music begins to recede) Listen to this, Thomas. (He walks about, the auditor, beating time) Do you know it?
MORE No, Your Grace, I–
HENRY Sh! (MORE is silent; HENRY goes on with his listening) . . . I launched a ship today, Thomas.
MORE Yes, Your Grace, I–
HENRY Listen, man, listen . . . (A pause) . . . The Great Harry . . . I steered her, Thomas, under sail.
MORE You have many accomplishments, Your Grace.
HENRY (Holds up a finger for silence. A pause) A great experience. (MORE keeps silent) . . . A great experience, Thomas.
MORE Yes, Your Grace.
(The music is growing fainter)
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MORE I am sick to think how much I must displease Your Grace.
HENRY No, Thomas, I respect your sincerity. Respect? Oh, man, it’s water in the desert . . . How did you like our music? That air they played, it had a certain–well, tell me what you thought of it.
MORE (Relieved at this turn; smiling) Could it have been Your Grace’s own?
HENRY (Smiles back) Discovered! Now I’ll never know your true opinion. And that’s irksome, Thomas, for we artists, though we love praise, yet we love truth better.
MORE (Mildly) Then I will tell Your Grace truly what I thought of it.
HENRY (A little disconcerted) Speak then.
MORE To me it seemed-delightful.
HENRY Thomas–I chose the right man for Chancellor.
MORE I must in fairness add that my taste in music is reputedly deplorable.
HENRY Your taste in music is excellent. It exactly coincides with my own. Ah music! Music! Send them back without me, Thomas; I will live here in Chelsea and make music.