The Bakehouse

Cue-sheet for Mrs Evans

(Mrs Morgan) {Without.}
 
(1, 0) 24 Well, tan i marw!
(Voice) {Without.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Thank you.
(1, 0) 31 Dewch mewn!
(Mrs Morgan) Oh, Mrs. Evans─
 
(Mrs Morgan) Oh, Mrs. Evans─
(1, 0) 34 It's you, Mrs. Morgan, is it?
(1, 0) 35 Shw'da'chi heno?
(1, 0) 36 Hanner mined!
(1, 0) 37 I'll just turn up the light.
(Mrs Morgan) {With great anxiety.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Is it─is it ready yet, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 45 Ready?
(1, 0) 46 Diwedd annwyl, no!
(1, 0) 47 It will take nearly another hour yet.
(Mrs Morgan) Another hour?
 
(1, 0) 51 Well, three-quarters since you're asking.
(1, 0) 52 Quarter past nine it is now.
(1, 0) 53 But sit down you.
(Mrs Morgan) {Nervously.}
 
(1, 0) 59 Dir caton pobin, Mrs. Morgans fach!
(1, 0) 60 If I was so much as to open the oven door just now, the bread would get that flat you'd think it was only pancakes.
(Mrs Morgan) {Taken aback.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) I didn't know.
(1, 0) 64 And you didn't mark your two loaves either, Mrs. Morgan─
(Mrs Morgan) Mark them?
 
(1, 0) 67 Yes.
(1, 0) 68 Put on a bit of a pattern or p'raps stick your initials in with a fork, so as to know them when they come out.
(Mrs Morgan) Oh dear, dear!
 
(Mrs Morgan) Does it matter?
(1, 0) 72 I've put them in the corner by the wall.
(1, 0) 73 Mrs. Howells is the only other one that doesn't mark her bread, and, of course, she's got her own tins with her name on them.
(1, 0) 74 It's your first bread, I suppose, Mrs. Morgan?
(Mrs Morgan) Yes.
 
(Mrs Morgan) My husband always had it home-made before we got married; so I─so I thought I'd try.
(1, 0) 77 Quite right, too, Mrs. Morgan.
(1, 0) 78 It shows a proper spirit.
(1, 0) 79 Excuse me going on washing, but the water's nice and hot.
 
(1, 0) 81 Your mother-in-law always made some of the best loaves that ever went out of this bakehouse, Mrs. Morgan─excepting Mrs. Howells of course.
(1, 0) 82 If the angels in Heaven started baking to-morrow, they couldn't make a lighter crust than Mary Ann Howells's!
(Mrs Morgan) You didn't happen to notice the dough when you put it in?
 
(Mrs Morgan) Did it─did it look as if it ever would be bread, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 86 Well, yn y wir now, I was so busy I didn't pay much notice.
(Mrs Morgan) My husband is so fond of home-made bread, Mrs. Evans.
 
(Mrs Morgan) But of course, being brought up in the millinery─
(1, 0) 89 Yes, yes.
(1, 0) 90 Of course!
(1, 0) 91 But you'll learn, come you, you'll learn.
(1, 0) 92 And how do you like living in Tredegar Terrace, Mrs. Morgan?
(1, 0) 93 Let me see!
(1, 0) 94 You've been married nearly a month now?
(Mrs Morgan) A month next Monday, Mrs. Evans.
 
(Mrs Morgan) A month next Monday, Mrs. Evans.
(1, 0) 96 Well, mawredd, how time goes to be sure!
(1, 0) 97 And you went away for a week didn't you?
(Mrs Morgan) Ten days, Mrs. Evans.
 
(Mrs Morgan) Ten days, Mrs. Evans.
(1, 0) 99 To the Mumbles, wasn't it?
(1, 0) 100 Mrs. Jones Shop Flannel was telling me.
(Mrs Morgan) Yes, to the Mumbles.
 
(Mrs Morgan) He's very fond of the seaside is my husband.
(1, 0) 103 I went so far as the Mumbles once myself.
(1, 0) 104 That was with Yanto, my first husband, Mrs. Morgan.
(1, 0) 105 Long ago, Mrs. Morgan fach!
 
(1, 0) 107 Long ago indeed!
(1, 0) 108 Zachariah wasn't so much for the water, poor Zachariah!
 
(1, 0) 113 Which d'you mean, Mrs. Morgan─Zachariah?
(1, 0) 114 Oh, yes!
(1, 0) 115 Over six years now indeed.
(1, 0) 116 He was a godly man, Mrs. Morgan; a proper saint on earth if ever there was one.
(1, 0) 117 Leader of the Rechabites for years.
(1, 0) 118 Poor Yanto now was more worldly.
(Mrs Morgan) You've had an awful lot of trouble, Mrs. Evans, losing both of them like that.
 
(Mrs Morgan) You've had an awful lot of trouble, Mrs. Evans, losing both of them like that.
(1, 0) 120 A lot of trouble, Mrs. Morgan fach─a lot of trouble.
(1, 0) 121 Still there's some consolation for a woman to know she's had two, and the men getting so scarce as they are.
 
(1, 0) 123 I've just had two big likenesses made of them, Mrs. Morgan, one of Yanto and one of Zachariah; and beautiful to behold they are.
(1, 0) 124 Cost me fifteen shillings, Mrs. Morgan, including the frames of course.
(1, 0) 125 Pritchard the Photo-shop it was that did them for me; from two old photographs; that's all, mind you!
 
(1, 0) 127 If I was you, Mrs. Morgan, I'd have one done of your Davy──
(Mrs Morgan) Plenty of time to think of that, I hope, Mrs. Evans.
 
(Mrs Morgan) Plenty of time to think of that, I hope, Mrs. Evans.
(1, 0) 129 I hope so, indeed.
(1, 0) 130 But you never know.
(1, 0) 131 And if he should happen to go before you, it's nice to have his likeness on the wall in the parlour.
(1, 0) 132 And very nice parlours you've got in Tredegar Terrace, too, there's no denying.
(Mrs Morgan) Oh, yes!
 
(Mrs Morgan) We're very comfortable, I'm sure.
(1, 0) 135 You're settling down on the Twmp here now, Mrs. Morgan, no doubt?
(1, 0) 136 Bit strange at first, I suppose, after being down there in the Paris House in Dyffryn Street?
(Mrs Morgan) We're getting on very well, thank you, Mrs. Evans.
 
(1, 0) 141 But after all, Mrs. Morgan, there's very few pay any real attention to Mrs. Richards the Checkweigher─
(Mrs Morgan) Oh!
 
(Mrs Morgan) I don't want to mention any names, Mrs. Evans.
(1, 0) 144 No, no!
(1, 0) 145 Of course!
(1, 0) 146 Of course!
(1, 0) 147 But p'raps it's only natural that she and her daughter Jinnie should look a bit black on you.
(1, 0) 148 You know what girls are these days.
(Mrs Morgan) {With dignity.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) I'm sure I've got no grudge against Miss Richards.
(1, 0) 151 Well no!
(1, 0) 152 But, you see, you married him.
(1, 0) 153 She didn't.
(1, 0) 154 And, of course, they always were a bit free with their tongues─especially since that eldest girl married a preacher; though it isn't for me to say anything against them, and them baking two large and two small regular twice a week.
(Mrs Morgan) {Getting up, startled.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Are they baking here with you, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 157 Oh, yes!
(1, 0) 158 They've got their bread in to-night.
(Mrs Morgan) To-night?
 
(Mrs Morgan) Will they be coming here then, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 161 Mrs. Richards, or else Jinnie, or p'raps both.
(1, 0) 162 It's Jinnie does the baking there now─
(Mrs Morgan) {Trying to be very casual.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Jinnie Richards makes very good bread, of course?
(1, 0) 165 Oh!
(1, 0) 166 Middling.
(1, 0) 167 Pretty fair indeed!
(Mrs Morgan) What time do they come, Mrs. Evans?
 
(Mrs Morgan) What time do they come, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 169 It all depends.
(1, 0) 170 Sometimes early, sometimes late.
(Mrs Morgan) {Anxiously.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) D'you think, Mrs. Evans─as a favour─you could take my two loaves out first?
(1, 0) 173 But they're far in─close to the wall.
(1, 0) 174 Didn't I tell you?
(Mrs Morgan) And ten o'clock is the earliest possible.
 
(Mrs Morgan) You couldn't just─
(1, 0) 177 Ten o'clock sharp!
(Mrs Morgan) {Going towards door.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) I'll be back just before ten then.
(1, 0) 180 Dyna fe.
(1, 0) 181 About ten.
(Mrs Howells) {Nodding genially to MRS. MORGAN.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) {She goes out and is seen passing the window.}
(1, 0) 192 Shw' ma'i heno, Mary Ann?
(Mrs Howells) {Crossing to box on right, and taking her seat wearily.}
 
(Mrs Howells) But it's a hard day of it I've had─what with the extra baking and getting a bed ready for my brother-in-law.
(1, 0) 196 So he's coming on a visit after all, then?
(1, 0) 197 I didn't quite understand when your Maggie brought five loaves instead of three, as usual.
(Mrs Howells) Yes.
 
(Mrs Howells) As soon as he heard that our Evan had been broken out of the Chapel for drinking, he wrote and said he was coming to stay a fortnight.
(1, 0) 203 Taw sôn, gel!
(1, 0) 204 But he was that kind of man before going to America.
(1, 0) 205 And to think of him coming back with all that money, and looking just like Buffalo Bill!
(1, 0) 206 Well, Mary Ann, I hope he won't come empty-handed, however.
(1, 0) 207 There's one thing, he can't take it with him when he dies.
 
(Mrs Howells) I'd be glad if he put a bit by for her to fall back on after my days.
(1, 0) 214 So, after all, in a way of speaking, Mary Ann, it was a good thing Richards the Checkweigher brought your Evan before the Chapel?
(Mrs Howells) Well, if the little girl was to gain anything by John William coming, there's no thanks due to the Richardses.
 
(Mrs Howells) But there was no call for Richards to bring him before the Chapel, especially with Mrs. Richards using my mangle as she used to.
(1, 0) 218 But, I suppose, Mary Ann─between me and you─it is true your Evan was brought home on a wheelbarrow?
(Mrs Howells) Well, Betsi, it isn't for me to say he was─being his wife; and, being a Christian woman, it isn't for me to say he wasn't.
 
(Mrs Howells) But what I do say is, there was no need for the Richardses to make a fuss about it.
(1, 0) 221 There's no denying Mrs. Richards got very high and mighty when her eldest girl married the preacher; and there's no holding her now Richards is made a deacon.
(Mrs Howells) By one vote, Betsi.
 
(Mrs Howells) I'd as soon vote for Cohen the Pawnbroker!
(1, 0) 224 Of course they bring a lot of bread to the bakehouse.
(Mrs Howells) And it's nothing to make a song about either, is the Richards's bread.
 
(Mrs Howells) And it's nothing to make a song about either, is the Richards's bread.
(1, 0) 226 Middling─just middling.
(1, 0) 227 Very thick in the crust on times, Mary Ann; very thick on times.
(Mrs Howells) What I've always said is, barm or yeast.
 
(Mrs Howells) I can't abide a woman that's always shilly-shallying with the both.
(1, 0) 231 Well, of course, you ought to know if anybody did, Mary Ann.
(Mrs Howells) Not that I'm saying a woman oughtn't to use barm if she can't get good yeast.
 
(Mrs Howells) Oh, no!
(1, 0) 234 No, no.
(1, 0) 235 Of course!
(1, 0) 236 Of course!
(Mrs Howells) There's me now.
 
(Mrs Howells) So I sent our Maggie up to the brewery for some barm.
(1, 0) 243 Quite right, too, Mary Ann.
(1, 0) 244 I don't know what's coming over Thomas Lewis Top Shop.
(1, 0) 245 Such a tidy man he used to be, too!
(Mrs Howells) Aay!
 
(Mrs Howells) Der! times have changed on us all.
(1, 0) 251 D'you remember me telling you, Mary Ann, about taking the two photographs to Pritchard?
(Mrs Howells) {With interest.}
 
(Mrs Howells) Yanto and Zachariah?
(1, 0) 255 Well, I've had the likenesses.
(Mrs Howells) {Jumping up.}
 
(Mrs Howells) No!
(1, 0) 258 Ie, yn wir.
(1, 0) 259 Grand likenesses they are, too!
(Mrs Howells) You don't say!
 
(Mrs Howells) Let's have a look, Betsi fach.
(1, 0) 262 I'll go and get them.
(Mrs Howells) Yes, quick.
 
(1, 0) 273 And here's Zachariah.
(Mrs Howells) Well, diwedd annwyl, Betsi fach!
 
(Mrs Howells) The spit moral of him─just as he used to be, sitting in the sêt fawr in Horeb.
(1, 0) 278 They'll be a great comfort to me, Mary Ann, a great comfort.
(1, 0) 279 They cost me fifteen shillings the pair; but I couldn't have one without the other.
(1, 0) 280 It wouldn't be right to make a difference between them.
(Mrs Howells) {Resuming her seat, still looking at the pictures.}
 
(1, 0) 285 Well, we had our day, Mary Ann, we had our day, and poor Zachariah was hardly in his grave when Jenkins y Gof offered me a row of taters in his garden.
(1, 0) 286 But when a woman's tried two of them, Mary Ann, it would be like tempting Providence to want a third.
 
(1, 0) 288 I'll be back in a minute.
 
(1, 0) 294 I was thinking just now about those old days when Mrs. Morgan was in.
(1, 0) 295 She's only been married a month.
(Mrs Howells) Has she started baking her own bread?
 
(Mrs Howells) Has she started baking her own bread?
(1, 0) 297 Yes.
(1, 0) 298 She's got two in to-night.
(Mrs Howells) Oh, indeed!
 
(Mrs Howells) Large or Small?
(1, 0) 301 Small.
(Mrs Howells) Well, people may say what they like, but I've always believed the small loaves bake more even.
 
(Mrs Howells) I'd never make large myself.
(1, 0) 304 It's her first baking; and pretty excited about it she is, I can tell you.
(Mrs Howells) Well, its only natural.
 
(Mrs Howells) Well, its only natural.
(1, 0) 306 She even forgot to mark it.
(Mrs Howells) Taw sôn!
 
(Mrs Howells) Forgot to mark it?
(1, 0) 309 But I've put it in the corner by the wall, so that I'll know.
(Mrs Howells) Nice little thing she is, I'd say, from the look of her.
 
(Mrs Howells) Nice little thing she is, I'd say, from the look of her.
(1, 0) 311 Oh, yes!
(1, 0) 312 Tidy little woman.
(1, 0) 313 Mrs. Price Shop Loshin says she's too stuck-up, I doubt its true.
(Mrs Howells) But then, according to Mrs. Price Shop Loshin, everybody's too stuck up that won't waste half the morning talking over the wall.
 
(Mrs Howells) But then, according to Mrs. Price Shop Loshin, everybody's too stuck up that won't waste half the morning talking over the wall.
(1, 0) 315 And of course, Mrs. Price is thick as thieves with Mrs. Richards the Checkweigher.
(Mrs Howells) I suppose Mrs. Richards will never get over it that Davy Morgan didn't marry her Jinnie after all?
 
(Mrs Howells) I suppose Mrs. Richards will never get over it that Davy Morgan didn't marry her Jinnie after all?
(1, 0) 317 Well, you see, there's no denying it is a good business, and Davy'll get it all after the old man's days.
(Mrs Howells) They thought a lot of his wife down there at the Paris House, and I'll say this for her whatever─that bonnet she made for our Sarah when Matthew died was almost enough to make a woman thankful to be a widow.
 
(Mrs Howells) They thought a lot of his wife down there at the Paris House, and I'll say this for her whatever─that bonnet she made for our Sarah when Matthew died was almost enough to make a woman thankful to be a widow.
(1, 0) 320 H'sh!
(1, 0) 321 Here she is.
(Mrs Howells) Who?
 
(Mrs Howells) Who?
(1, 0) 323 Mrs. Morgan.
(1, 0) 324 Desc
 
(1, 0) 326 Enter MRS. MORGAN with tray and cloth as before.
(1, 0) 327 She stands by table at back.
(Mrs Howells) {Tactfully changing the conversation.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) I thought it might be ready now, Mrs. Evans─
(1, 0) 333 But, mawredd, Mrs. Morgans fach, it's only twenty-five to ten.
(Mrs Morgan) That's all?
 
(Mrs Morgan) My husband is very fond of home-made, Mrs. Howells.
(1, 0) 342 Shows his good sense, Mrs. Morgan.
(Mrs Morgan) And of course, it's a woman's business to get her husband everything he wants.
 
(Mrs Howells) You will some day.
(1, 0) 360 Don't you notice her, Mrs. Morgan.
(1, 0) 361 She always had different ideas from anybody else.
(Mrs Morgan) But some men are different to others─
 
(Mrs Howells) I wonder!
(1, 0) 364 Well, there wasn't much alike about my two─beyond a coat and trousers.
(Mrs Morgan) And my husband's an exception─
 
(Mrs Morgan) I'll come back at ten, Mrs. Evans.
(1, 0) 369 Ten sharp it comes out.
(Mrs Morgan) And if─Mrs. Evans─suppose it isn't all right, p'raps you'd just put it aside without anybody seeing it?
 
(Mrs Morgan) And if─Mrs. Evans─suppose it isn't all right, p'raps you'd just put it aside without anybody seeing it?
(1, 0) 371 I'll do my best, whatever.
(1, 0) 372 But it isn't so easy when there's a bakehouse full of women.
(1, 0) 373 And you can venture the Richardses will want to have a look.
(Mrs Morgan) {Troubled.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) I'd rather make fifty of them than go through this day again.
(1, 0) 384 We've all had to go through it─the best of us; even Mrs. Howells here.
(Mrs Howells) Yes.
 
(Mrs Howells) Wh-a-a-t?
(1, 0) 396 Well, yn enw dyn!
(Mrs Howells) Top Shop?
 
(Mrs Howells) Keep it?
(1, 0) 422 Keep yeast?
(Mrs Howells) You'd better run home quick, and bring me a bit to look at.
 
(Mrs Howells) You'd better run home quick, and bring me a bit to look at.
(1, 0) 425 Yes.
(1, 0) 426 Do as she tells you.
(1, 0) 427 Leave the tray.
(1, 0) 428 Run now.
(1, 0) 429 Quick!
(Mrs Howells) Betsi?
 
(Mrs Howells) Betsi?
(1, 0) 433 Well?
(Mrs Howells) That bread won't rise with that Top Shop yeast─not if you leave it there till Judgment Day!
 
(Mrs Howells) That bread won't rise with that Top Shop yeast─not if you leave it there till Judgment Day!
(1, 0) 435 And that's the girl Davy Morgan was so dull on!
(Mrs Howells) Pity for her, too, mind you!
 
(Mrs Howells) She's young; that's all.
(1, 0) 438 Well, if it's spoiled, it's spoiled!
(Mrs Howells) Can't we do something, Betsi?
 
(Mrs Howells) I don't like to think of her looking simple before all the others, and her only newly married.
(1, 0) 442 H'sh!
(1, 0) 443 There's somebody coming.
(Mrs Howells) It's the Richardses!
 
(Mrs Howells) {She resumes her seat on the box.}
(1, 0) 447 Yes; both of them.
 
(Mrs Richards) (Seats herself on chair at end of table on left, facing MRS. HOWELLS.
(1, 0) 458 Noswath dda; noswath dda, Jinnie.
(Mrs Howells) Good night to you, Mrs. Richards.
 
(Mrs Richards) I suppose the bread won't be long now, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 463 Not long now, indeed.
(1, 0) 464 Ishta lawr, Jinnie.
 
(Mrs Price) {Nods towards MRS. RICHARDS, taking position against table at back.}
(1, 0) 472 Pretty near now, Mrs. Price.
 
(1, 0) 475 It's all up on Mrs. Morgan and her bread now, Mary Ann!
(Mrs Price) I didn't expect to find you here so early, Mrs. Richards.
 
(Jinnie) D'you remember mam?─it was father persuaded him to put in those broad beans by the wall.
(1, 0) 490 Well, indeed, now, say what you like; there's nothing nicer than broad beans and a bit of bacon.
(Mrs Richards) Of course, they've made Richards a deacon in Horeb.
 
(Mrs Jones) Is it out yet, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 499 Only a few minutes now, Mrs. Jones.
(1, 0) 500 Come in, you!
(Mrs Richards) And how is Mr. Jones to-night, Mrs. Jones?
 
(Mrs Price) Hers it is, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 542 Yes, yes.
(1, 0) 543 Hers it is.
(Mrs Richards) So she's started baking then, Mrs. Evans?
 
(Mrs Richards) So she's started baking then, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 545 Yes.
(Jinnie) How many has she got in, Mrs. Evans?
 
(Jinnie) How many has she got in, Mrs. Evans?
(1, 0) 547 Two.
(Jinnie) Large or small?
 
(Jinnie) Large or small?
(1, 0) 549 Small.
(Jinnie) What's her mark?
 
(Jinnie) What's her mark?
(1, 0) 551 Well, indeed, she hasn't got a mark to-night.
(Mrs Price) Got her own tins already then?
 
(Mrs Price) Got her own tins already then?
(1, 0) 553 No.
(1, 0) 554 Bakehouse tins.
(Mrs Price) Handy kind of wife, I must say, making bread and not putting her mark!
 
(Mrs Price) It's her uppish ways I can't abide, Mrs. Jones; and there's meat there thrown away, something sinful to behold, as no one knows better than me that lives next door and sees her ash-bucket.
(1, 0) 561 Well, indeed, I hear many on the Twmp here giving her a good word.
(Mrs Jones) Yes, there you, many!
 
(Mrs Howells) The bread won't be long now.
(1, 0) 598 Five minutes; that's all.
(Mrs Jones) {Stopping MAGGIE.}
 
(1, 0) 644 Well, there's just a few minutes.
(1, 0) 645 In the house they are.
(Mrs Howells) {Jumping up briskly.}
 
(Mrs Howells) Got mine there, Betsi?
(1, 0) 731 Yes.
(1, 0) 732 Here they are─beauties, too, indeed!
 
(1, 0) 740 And here's yours, Mrs. Morgan.
(Mrs Morgan) {With a gasp.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Oh!
(1, 0) 744 Two, isn't it─bake-house tins, and no mark?
(Mrs Morgan) {In extremis, murmuring.}
 
(Mrs Morgan) Ye-s-s.
(1, 0) 747 Here we are then!
(Mrs Jones) Da iawn, merch i!
 
(Mrs Howells) I wouldn't be ashamed to see it in my own tins.
(1, 0) 769 That'll be a penny, Mrs. Morgan.