ROBERT. Ruth has suffered--remember, Andy--only through sacrifice--the secret beyond there---- (_He suddenly raises himself with his last remaining strength and points to the horizon where the edge of the sun’s disc is rising from the rim of the hills_) The sun! (_He remains with his eyes fixed on it for a moment. A rattling noise throbs from his throat. He mumbles_) Remember! (_And falls back and is still._ RUTH _gives a cry of horror and springs to her feet, shuddering, her hands over her eyes._ ANDREW _bends on one knee beside the body, placing a hand over_ ROBERT’S _heart, then he kisses his brother reverentially on the forehead and stands up_). ANDREW. (_facing_ RUTH, _the body between them--in a dead voice_) He’s dead. (_With a sudden burst of fury_) God damn you, you never told him! RUTH. (_piteously_) He was so happy without my lying to him. ANDREW. (_pointing to the body--trembling with the violence of his rage_) This is your doing, you damn woman, you coward, you murderess! RUTH. (_sobbing_) Don’t, Andy! I couldn’t help it--and he knew how I’d suffered, too. He told you--to remember. ANDREW. (_stares at her for a moment, his rage ebbing away, an expression of deep pity gradually coming over his face. Then he glances down at his brother and speaks brokenly in a compassionate voice_) Forgive me, Ruth--for his sake--and I’ll remember---- (RUTH _lets her hands fall from her face and looks at him uncomprehendingly. He lifts his eyes to hers and forces out falteringly_) I--you--we’ve both made a mess of things! We must try to help each other--and--in time--we’ll come to know what’s right---- (_Desperately_) And perhaps we---- (_But_ RUTH, _if she is aware of his words, gives no sign. She remains silent, gazing at him dully with the sad humility of exhaustion, her mind already sinking back into that spent calm beyond the further troubling of any hope_). (_The Curtain Falls_) * * * * * _The Plays by_ EUGENE O’NEILL _in this series are_: THE EMPEROR JONES 75c. BEYOND THE HORIZON 75c. WHERE THE CROSS IS MADE 55c. IN THE ZONE 35c. ILE 35c. [Illustration] The Dramatists Play Service issues a booklet, describing for non-professionals each of the O’Neill plays which it leases. This booklet will be sent free of charge. Address all inquiries to THE DRAMATISTS PLAY SERVICE 6 East 39th Street NEW YORK CITY End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Beyond the Horizon, by Eugene O'Neill