Plague in Eyam - Third Scene
Written by me and Victoria in a collaboration.
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Characters (In order of appearance)
Dorothy, Carol and Susie’s grandmother and the storyteller
Susie, a student researching the plague
Carol, a student who is the sister of Susie
Mrs Hancock, wife of John and linked to the Grandma (Dorothy)
Mrs Thorpe, mother and wife of the Thorpe family
Thomas Thorpe, son of Mrs Thorpe
William Mompesson, Eyam’s town rector and priest
Catherine Mompesson, wife of William Mompesson
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It is the present day where Dorothy is telling the story. They are all still drinking their tea, intently listening to the story.
Dorothy: Mort was very grateful for Gareth’s kindness. He took Gareth up on the offer and stayed in the guest house for a few days. Anyway, the cloth that Gareth had delivered for Mort to the tailor turned out to be infected with the bubonic plague. The cloth was damp and it was infested with fleas from the black rat. When they sucked your blood they would pass the bubonic plague onto you.
Susie: So the rats had fleas that caused the plague then?
Carol: The rats liked to travel and they would pass the fleas onto things like cloth. The cloth would be used to make clothing or it would have been sent to other parts of the country for trade. That’s how it spread.
Dorothy: Exactly. That’s exactly how the plague reached Eyam all the way from London. The fleas from the damp cloth that the tailor had come in contact with caused him and his assistant to die of the plague shortly after.
Susie: How long does it take to die of the plague?
Carol: Up to about 10 days. Not very long.
Susie: That’s scary how quick it can kill someone.
Dorothy: Only the tailor and his assistant had died at first. It took about a week or two for the plague to spread further. Then the plague accelerated and went through the whole village. Anyway, my story continues a few weeks after the tailor and his assistant died…
The Hancock family and the wife of the Hancock family and the Thorpe family are meeting up for a chat.
Mrs Hancock: Morning, Mrs Thorpe.
Mrs Thorpe: Morning, Mrs Hancock.
They both sit down at the table with their drinks.
Mrs Hancock: I still can’t believe that the tailor and his assistant have died!
Mrs Thorpe: I know, it’s pretty scary. They had the same horrible disease, the same symptoms and everything.
Mrs Hancock: It really makes you think, doesn’t it? That any of us could have died from it as well.
Mrs Thorpe: Where do you think it came from?
Mrs Hancock: I’m not sure. (accusingly) I wonder if it has anything to do with that disease from London. What do you think?
Mrs Thorpe: I don’t believe it is. I did hear that they ordered a piece of cloth from that merchant’s cart though before they died.
Mrs Hancock: See! It must be from London! That merchant… (thinking) What’s his name…?
Mrs Hancock: (passionately) I’m pretty certain that he’s brought this disease with him when he came from London! My husband bought me a brooch from his cart.
Mrs Thorpe: (calmly) But like William said, if he had carried the disease on his goods or himself then he wouldn’t have come all this way.
Mrs Hancock: He must have brought it here without knowing he was carrying it with him!
Mrs Thorpe: (brushing it off) I think you’re just finding excuses because you don’t like him.
Mrs Hancock: It’s the only explanation.
Mrs Thorpe: Well I’m just glad nobody else has gotten the disease. I heard the first signs are these rings of red spots.
Mrs Hancock: Yes. Then they swell up and filled with pus. I hear they were very painful.
Mrs Thorpe: The tailor and his assistant were vomiting a lot and had many fevers too.
Mrs Hancock: It sounds absolutely awful! I hope this is the end of this disease. I couldn’t bare to see the people I love suffer through the same thing.
Mrs Thorpe: I agree. I am worried just as much as you, I want my children safe. (pause) Hmmm… The air smells sweet.
Mrs Hancock: Really? I don’t smell anything.
William is walking Mrs Thorpe’s son, Thomas, home for rest when William notices Mrs Thorpe and Mrs Hancock. They both notice that William and Thomas are walking toward them.
Mrs Thorpe: That’s my son Thomas over there with William. I wonder what they’re doing.
Mrs Hancock: It looks like Thomas is a little ill to me.
William and Thomas walk up to them. William is comforting Thomas.
William: (to Mrs Thorpe) Mrs Thorpe, your son Thomas has been throwing up a lot lately. I noticed him throwing up when I was on my walk. I thought it would be best if I brought him back home.
Mrs Thorpe: (to William) Thank you, Father. I’ll get him home right away. (to Mrs Hancock) I’ll see you later.
Mrs Thorpe and Thomas leave. William and Mrs Hancock are left.
Mrs Hancock: (to William) Father, mind if I ask you a question?
William: Of course, go ahead.
Mrs Hancock: I’m just a bit worried about the disease that the tailor and his assistant died of. I was just wondering if you thought there was any link to how Thomas was feeling.
William: I can understand your worry, Mrs Hancock. But I’m sure there is nothing to worry about. I’m sure Thomas is fine. It’s probably just a bad day for him today, he was playing out in dirty fields a lot today, after all.
Mrs Hancock: (unsatisfied) Thank you, Father.
William: I feel that you’re not entirely satisfied by my answer.
Mrs Hancock: I’m just really concerned that the disease could have spread from the tailor’s house.
William: The disease that the tailor and his assistant unfortunately died of is gone now. Don’t worry about it, Mrs Hancock. Thomas will be fine.
Mrs Hancock is still looking a bit worried and doesn’t believe William’s explanation. William’s wife, Catherine, enters.
Catherine: (walking up to William) William, it’s time for our walk. Are you coming?
Mrs Hancock: I must be going now anyway. Have a nice walk with your wife, Father.
Mrs Hancock leaves. William is left deep in thought.
Catherine: William? Are you all right?
William: (deep in thought) I’m fine. It’s just…
Catherine: What? What’s wrong?
William: I’ve just been thinking about what Mrs Hancock said – about how the tailor and his assistant died.
Catherine: But hasn’t that passed now? That disease is gone now, isn’t it?
William: I’m not sure any more. I thought it had. But what Mrs Hancock said made me think about how Thomas felt earlier.
Catherine: Mrs Thorpe’s son?
William: Yes. I saw him playing in the fields today. I saw him throwing up so I went over to help him and bring him home.
Catherine: He was just throwing up though. It could have just been because he was playing in the mud all day. Just a bad day for him.
William: That’s what I thought. But what if the disease actually did spread rather than only killing the tailor and the assistant?
Catherine: I certainly hope it didn’t spread. If it spread then that would mean dire consequences for the village.
William: I’m not sure if there is much we can do about this disease. None of our doctors know how to cure it or what it even is.
Catherine: Do you think the disease could have spread to Eyam when Mort arrived with his cart? He did mention that London was hit by an outbreak of disease when he got here. Could he have brought it with him without realising it?
William: Maybe. I certainly hope not…