Cottage near Lewes. Early morning. Sound of an larm watch. Frederick already woken up, moving on stage. A door in the middle of the stage to represant the cellar door. He knocks on the door. Frederick:[knocking on the cellar door], [shouting] Please get up! Waits, open the door and goes in the cellar, onto the other part of the stage with Miranda’s bag. Light goes on. Miranda sitting on an arm chair, staring at Frederick. Frederick: I hope you slept well. Miranda: [coldly and not violent] Where is this? Who are you? Why have you brought me here?
Frederick: I can’t tell you. Miranda: I demand to be released at once! This is monstrous! [both keep staring at each other] Get out of the way. I’m going to leave. [walks straight towards Frederick, towards the cellar door] [Frederick not moving, Miranda gets close to him] Get out of the way. Frederick: You can’t go yet. Please don’t oblige me to use force again. Miranda: [fierce look to Frederick] I don’t know who you think I am. If you think I’m somebody’s rich daughter and you’re going to get a huge ransom, you’ve got a shock coming.
Frederick: I know who you are. It’s not money. [expression to show that he did not know what to say], [excited, nervous], [Miranda staring at him], [funny pause] Miranda: [accusing tone] And don’t I know who you are? [slowly] Town Hall Annex. [Fredrick blushes] Frederick: I don’t know what you mean. Miranda: You’ve got a moustache. [Frederick confused] You’re photo was on the newspaper. Frederick: I am only obeing orders. Miranda: Orders? Whose orders? Frederick: I can’t tell you. [Miranda staring at him and keeping a distance]
