A Play on the Sanctity of Human Life, in Four Acts
This is a part of Mr. Stolyarov's play, Implied Consent. To navigate through the various parts of the play, go here.(Enter VICTORIA GRUMMOND into the Grummond mansion, where OSWALD and TRENT ROBERTS are awaiting her.)
OSWALD: Victoria, good to see you.
ROBERTS: Miss Grummond, welcome. Ah, what a marvelous gown you are wearing! The style is late Victorian, if I am not mistaken... such a clever correspondence with your first name! Is this deliberate?
VICTORIA (pleasantly stunned): Indeed it is, but, alas, so few people notice! I applaud your perceptiveness, Mister-
ROBERTS: Trent, just Trent, Miss Grummond. Perceptiveness is part of the job, and I am glad to be of service where it is appreciated. (Smiles with a fabricated charm.)
VICTORIA: It seems we have legal matters on our hands, then. May I inquire why I have been summoned here?
OSWALD: It's about-
ROBERTS (whispering in OSWALD's ear): Let me handle this one, Oswald. There's no one better than a lawyer to communicate with a lady, especially since, if you're not careful around ladies, they'll end up the clients of a lawyer, and sue you for harassment. (To VICTORIA) The reason concerns the fate of your esteemed great-uncle, a man for whom we all, I think, harbor tremendous respect.
VICTORIA: Yes, I have heard about his unfortunate accident. It is a pity that I did not get to know him more extensively while I could. When I visited him five years ago, I was convinced that I would have time... He seemed so incredibly healthy and prosperous... and busy. We each had our own lives and interests, his, in the world of business and technology, mine, in the arts, the true high arts that last an eternity, far less fleeting than our lives, which can end so unexpectedly...
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