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Sanjay Prasad Pandey, Lovely Professional University                  Unit 23: One Act Play: Monkey’s Paw




                     Unit 23: One Act Play: Monkey’s Paw                                           Notes




            CONTENTS
            Objectives
            Introduction

            23.1  Monkey’s  Paw—Detailed Study
            23.2  Summary
            23.3  Keywords
            23.4  Review Questions

            23.5  Further  Readings
          Objectives


          After studying this unit, you will be able to:
          •    Play the ‘Monkey’s Paw’
          •    Write the theme of ‘Monkey’s Paw’

          •    Describe the summary of ‘Monkey’s Paw’

          Introduction


          OUTSIDE, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Lakesnam Villa the blinds
          were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who
          possessed ideas about the game involving radical changes, putting his king into such sharp
          and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting
          placidly by the fire.

          23.1   Monkey’s Paw—Detailed Study


          “Hark at the wind,” said Mr. White, who, having seen a fatal mistake after it was too late, was
          amiably desirous of preventing his son from seeing it.
          “I’m listening,” said the latter, grimly surveying the board as he stretched out his hand.
          “Check.”
          “I should hardly think that he’d come to-night,” said his father, with his hand poised over the
          board.
          “Mate,” replied the son.
          “That’s the worst of living so far out,” bawled Mr. White, with sudden and unlooked-for
          violence; “of all the beastly, slushy, out-of-the-way places to live in, this is the worst. Pathway’s
          a bog, and the road’s a torrent. I don’t know what people are thinking about. I suppose
          because only two houses in the road are let, they think it doesn’t matter.”
          “Never mind, dear,” said his wife, soothingly; “perhaps you’ll win the next one.”
          Mr. White looked up sharply, just in time to intercept a knowing glance between mother and
          son. The words died away on his lips, and he hid a guilty grin in his thin grey beard.



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