RUTH. (_with a happy laugh_) My, but you’re strong! ROBERT. Come! We’ll go and tell them at once. RUTH. (_dismayed_) Oh, no, don’t, Rob, not ’til after I’ve gone. There’d be bound to be such a scene with them all together. ROBERT. (_kissing her--gayly_) As you like--Little Miss Common Sense! RUTH. Let’s go, then. (_She takes his hand, and they start to go off left._ ROBERT _suddenly stops and turns as though for a last look at the hills and the dying sunset flush_). ROBERT. (_looking upward and pointing_) See! The first star. (_He bends down and kisses her tenderly_) _Our_ star! RUTH. (_in a soft murmur_) Yes. Our very own star. (_They stand for a moment looking up at it, their arms around each other. Then_ RUTH _takes his hand again and starts to lead him away_) Come, Rob, let’s go. (_His eyes are fixed again on the horizon as he half turns to follow her._ RUTH _urges_) We’ll be late for supper, Rob. ROBERT. (_shakes his head impatiently, as though he were throwing off some disturbing thought--with a laugh_) All right. We’ll run then. Come on! (_They run of laughing as_ (_The Curtain Falls_) ACT ONE SCENE TWO _The sitting room of the Mayo farm house about nine o’clock the same night. On the left, two windows looking out on the fields. Against the wall between the windows, an old-fashioned walnut desk. In the left corner, rear, a sideboard with a mirror. In the rear wall to the right of the sideboard, a window looking out on the road. Neat to the window a door leading out into the yard. Farther right, a black horse-hair sofa, and another door opening on a bedroom. In the corner, a straight-backed chair. In the right wall, near the middle, an open doorway leading to the kitchen. Farther forward a double-heater stove with coal scuttle, etc. In the center of the newly carpeted floor, an oak dining-room table with a red cover. In the center of the table, a large oil reading lamp. Four chairs, three rockers with crocheted tidies on their backs, and one straight-backed, are placed about the table. The walls are papered a dark red with a scrolly-figured pattern._ _Everything in the room is clean, well-kept, and in its exact place, yet there is no suggestion of primness about the whole. Rather the atmosphere is one of the orderly comfort of a simple, hard-earned prosperity, enjoyed and maintained by the family as a unit._