American drama -- 20th century; Farm life -- Drama; Inheritance and succession -- Drama; Maine -- Drama
_Jane is seen on stairs, they all turn to her nervously as she comes
down and crosses into room. She stops at the door looking at them._
HENRY (_slowly_)
Mother--mother’s--gone!
JANE
Yes.
[_There is a moment’s silence broken by the low sobs of the women who
for a moment forget their selfishness in the presence of death._
HENRY
The Jordans won’t ever be the same; she was the last of the old
stock, mother was--No, the Jordans won’t ever be the same.
[_Doctor Curtis comes downstairs and into the room._
DOCTOR
It’s no use tryin’ to tell you what I feel. I’ve known her since I
was a boy. I did the best I could.
HENRY
The best anybody could, Doctor, we know that.
DOCTOR
I’ve got a call I’d better make--(_He looks at watch_)--should have
been there hours ago, but I hadn’t the heart to leave her. Who’s in
charge here?
HENRY
I am, of course.
DOCTOR
I’ve made arrangements with Hannah; she’ll tell you.
I’ll say good night now.
HENRY
Good night, Doctor.
JANE
And thank you.
DOCTOR
We did our best, Jane.
[_He exits._
SADIE
He’s gettin’ old. When Orin had the stomach trouble a month ago, I
sent for Doctor Morris. I felt sort of guilty doin’ it, but I thought
it was my duty.
JUDGE
You will let me help you, Jane?
JANE
Hannah and I can attend to everything. Henry! (_She turns to him_)
You might come over for a minute this evening and we can talk things
over. I’ll make the bed up in your old room, Ben, if you want to stay.
EMMA (_rises and looks at Jane coldly_)
Now, Henry Jordan, if she’s all through givin’ orders, maybe you’ll
begin.
ELLA
Well, I should say so. Let’s have an understandin’.
SADIE
You tell her the truth, Henry, or else one of us will do it for you.
HENRY (_hesitates_)
Maybe it might be best if I should wait until after the funeral.
ELLA
You tell her now, or I will.
JANE
Tell me what?
HENRY
We was thinkin’ now that mother’s dead, that there wasn’t much use in
your stayin’ on here.
JANE
Yes?
[_She looks at him intently._
HENRY
We don’t aim to be hard, and we don’t want it said we was mean about
it; you can stay on here, if you want to, until after the funeral,
maybe a little longer, and I don’t know but what between us, we’d be
willing to help you till you found a place somewheres.
JANE
You can’t help me, any of you. Of course now she’s dead, I’ll go.
I’ll be glad to go.
ELLA
Glad!
JANE (_turns on them_)
I hate you, the whole raft of you. I’ll be glad to get away from you.
She was the only one of you worth loving, and she didn’t want it.
EMMA
If that’s how you feel, I say the sooner you went the better.
HENRY
Not till after the funeral. I don’t want it said we was hard to her.
JUDGE (_quietly_)
Jane isn’t going at all, Henry.
HENRY
What’s that?
ELLA
Of course she’s going.
JUDGE
No, she belongs here in this house.
HENRY
Not after I say she don’t.
JUDGE
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