“Sometimes, in a mood of Spanish castles, there flits across my fancy the vision of an ancient city on a hill-top, with lofty battlements thrust upward from the rock and towers that stand on tip-toe…. Our stage is the square of this ancient city, seen dimly in the night…. The time of our play is remote and I choose to think the world is flat, that comets are of evil prophecy and witches still ride on the windy moon….”
Published in the same book as “Wappin’ Wharf: A Frightful Comedy of Pirates”, this story is subtitled “A Frightful Comedy of Beggars”. The play describes skulduggery at the tavern with The Sign of The Greedy Pig. Will the beggars be hung as vagrants? Will true love triumph at the end?
I play the Apple Woman.