The Characters
Doctor Robert
Arthur....An
Edinburgh Physician
Mrs Crombie....His housekeeper
Mrs Catherine Arthur....His wife
Lieutenant Thomas Arthur....His Brother
The Setting
Dr Arthur's surgery
within his private house in the Lawnmarket, Edinburgh
The Period
The evening of
8th September, 1715
(Approx
running time: 40 minutes)
Sample
Scene
Edinburgh, 1715.
Rumours are rife about a Jacobite uprising. Doctor Robert Arthur, a local
physician who takes a neutral stance, gets a surprise visit from his brother
Thomas, a known Jacobite sympathiser. The doctor is alarmed when his brother
discloses a Jacobite conspiracy to capture Edinburgh Castle.
THOMAS Robert,
I think I know you well. I know you don't take sides.
ROBERT I can't. Because of my profession.
THOMAS I understand. But you're still loyal to the cause?
ROBERT Sympathetic, I'll say.
THOMAS That's good enough. The cause needs every supporter it can
muster. And I know I can trust you. I'll tell you straight; the rising has
begun. In the highlands. The Earl of Mar has raised the clans. Already he has an
army.
ROBERT How large?
THOMAS Almost a thousand strong.
ROBERT Only a thousand....
THOMAS Hundreds more are joining every day. And we've been promised
the support of the English Jacobites.
ROBERT Your army's marching south?
THOMAS Soon. I daren't tell you everything. But I can tell you
there'll be a French fleet with weapons and troops.
ROBERT Sailing to Scotland?
THOMAS It's been promised.
ROBERT Another promise?
THOMAS My brother, always the sceptic. What if I told you the King
himself will be coming?
ROBERT When?
THOMAS Very soon. After his loyal subjects have secured his
capital.
ROBERT That's a daunting task. Troops outside the city and
volunteers patrolling the streets.
THOMAS Volunteers? Traitors, you mean. Imagine honest men of Edinburgh
turning against their true King and serving the wee German lairdie.
ROBERT Thomas, they're merchants and traders. They've prospered
thanks to the union. They've no reason to welcome back the Stuarts.
THOMAS We'll teach them. There's a plan, my plan, in fact. Suppose
I told you the castle is virtually ours.
ROBERT The castle! But how? There's a garrison....
THOMAS No more than a hundred men.
ROBERT Still enough to withstand a siege.
THOMAS No siege. That's the value of my plan. Instead, a surprise
attack over the walls in darkness. We've men on the inside pledged to help us. A
sergeant and two sentries.
ROBERT Jacobites?
THOMAS No, but they've been suitably rewarded.
ROBERT Bribed?
THOMAS Call it what you will.
ROBERT And your plan depends on such men.
THOMAS I know them! Don't forget I once served as an ensign in that
garrison. I know the easiest section of wall to scale. When the sentries are
changed. All they need do is lower ropes from the walls. We'll be ready below to
attach our ladders to their ropes. Then we're over the wall.
ROBERT And who is "we"?
THOMAS I have fifty local men. All eager for the venture. I'll
admit they're not trained soldiers, but they have every incentive.
ROBERT A suitable reward?
THOMAS A commission in King James's army.... and a hundred guineas.
ROBERT Thomas, you're not thinking of the risk.
THOMAS I'm thinking of the prize. Inside that castle is enough arms
and munitions to equip
an army. And thousands of pounds in money. Once I've secured the castle, I light
a signal beacon that will be seen over in Fife. The message will be relayed and
Mar will march south. I tell you, Robert, we can't fail. My plan is foolproof.
Everything is almost ready.
ROBERT Almost?
THOMAS With one important exception. With surprise on our side, I
don't foresee any casualties, unless the garrison are foolish enough to resist.
But there's always that slight chance of a mishap, an accident. As a precaution,
I've been ordered to recruit a medical man, a doctor. I know I should have asked
you straightaway, but I wanted you to know the facts first.
ROBERT You want me? As your doctor?
THOMAS You're the man.
ROBERT But I'm no dyed-in-the-wool Jacobite. Surely you have others
more.... sympathetic.
THOMAS None I could trust better than my own flesh and blood.