She wasinsisting Peter should escort her to meet
the train. Doctor Blake nudgesBorden and motions him to stay behind. You stole all
love from me whenI was born!
But does defeat end in thevictory of death? I hoped
youhad grown out of that nonsense! His face, with the flickering candle light on its
side, has a grim,bitter _expression_.
Not but what she hasnt always been a dutiful wife,
as far asanyone knows.
We had just given up hope ofyour coming tonight.
Wouldnt you like to sit here on the steps for awhile?
Where didshe disappear to all of a sudden? He is in
the fifties, as ishis wife, a sallow, flabby, self-effacing ministers wife. We have
twenty good years stillbefore us!
She doesnt seem to feel as much sorrow as
sheought.
Josiah Borden, the manager of the Mannon shipping
company, isshrewd and competent.
The minute they sent for me I knew whatd happened.
I hoped youhad grown out of that nonsense!
He is a tall, spare, big-boned man of fifty,
dressedin the uniform of a Brigadier-General.
Ive seen dead menscattered about, no more important
than rubbish to be got rid of. I would feel more honor between myself and
life!
The Presidents assassination is afrightful
calamity.
We mustnt let Orincome under her influence again.
Is that why you were so willing to giveyourself tonight?
She wasinsisting Peter should escort her to meet
the train. The doctor gave me orders to avoidworry or any over-exertion or
excitement.
Hazel Niles comes out of the house to thehead of
the steps.
You wanted the truth and youregoing to hear it now!
Hes gentle and tender, heseverything youve never been.
Christineat once senses her presence behind her and
regains her tensecontrol of herself. He wears abandage around his head high up on
his forehead. A funeral wreath is fixed to the column atthe right of steps.
Especially now in the morbid,crazy state of grief shes in! If you aregoing to say
stupid things, Ill go in my own room.
Well, you cant say I didnt do mine all these years.
There is a seconds uncomfortable silence.
Thats why I felt it my duty to write you. You stole
all love from me whenI was born!
You dont want to be leftan old maid, do
you?
ThenI made up my mind Id do my work in the world
and leave you alonein your life and not care.
She stands,dazed and frightened and hesitating, as
if she had just awakened.
Christine stares at his back with hatred.