American drama -- 20th century; Farm life -- Drama; Inheritance and succession -- Drama; Maine -- Drama
Yes, she’s been a lonely old woman. I hated to think of her there, in
the churchyard, hungry for him.
BEN
I’ll go to her.
JANE
It’s too late; she wouldn’t know you.
BEN
I’ll go.
JANE
The doctor will call us when he thinks we ought to come.
BEN (_fiercely_)
I’m going now.
HENRY (_steps forward_)
No, you ain’t.
BEN
Do you think I came here, standin’ a chance of bein’ sent to jail, to
let _you_ tell me what to do?
HENRY
If she’s dyin’ up there, it’s more’n half from what you’ve made her
suffer; you’ll wait here till we go to her together.
EMMA
Henry’s right.
SADIE
Of course he is.
ELLA
Nobody but Ben would have the impudence to show his face here, after
what he’s done.
BEN
I’m going just the same!
HENRY
No, you ain’t.
[_Their voices become loud._
EMMA
Henry! Don’t let him go!
SADIE
Stop him.
ELLA (_grows shrill_)
He’s a disgrace to us. He always was.
HENRY
You’ll stay right where you are.
[_He puts his hand heavily on Ben’s shoulder--Ben throws him off
fiercely._
BEN
Damn you! Keep your hands off me!
[_Henry staggers back and strikes against a table that falls to the
floor with a crash. Nettie screams._
JANE
Stop it--stop! You must!
JUDGE
Are you crazy? Have you no sense of decency?
[_Doctor Curtis comes quickly downstairs._
DOCTOR
What’s this noise? I forbid it. Your mother has heard you.
HENRY (_ashamed_)
I’m sorry.
BEN (_sulkily_)
I didn’t mean to make a row.
HENRY
It’s him. (_He looks bitterly at Ben_) He brings out all the worst in
us. He brought trouble into the world with him when he came, and ever
since.
[_Hannah, a middle-aged servant, comes hastily half-way downstairs
and calls out sharply._
HANNAH
Doctor! Come, Doctor!
[_She exits up the stairs, as the Doctor crosses through the hall and
follows her._
ORIN (_afraid_)
Is she dead, Mum? Does Hannah mean she’s dead!
[_Sadie hides her head on his shoulder and weeps._
JANE
I’ll go to her.
[_She exits._
ELLA (_violently_)
She’ll go. There ain’t scarcely a drop of Jordan blood in her veins,
and _she’s_ the one that goes to mother.
EMMA (_coldly_)
Light the lamp, Nettie; it’s gettin’ dark.
NETTIE
Yes, mother.
[_She starts to light lamp._
HENRY
I’m ashamed of my part of it, makin’ a row, with her on her deathbed.
BEN
You had it right, I guess. I’ve made trouble ever since I came into
the world.
NETTIE
There!
[_She lights lamp; footlights go up._
JUDGE (_sternly_)
You shouldn’t have come here; you know that, Ben.
BEN
I’ve always known that, any place I’ve been, exceptin’ only those two
years in the Army. That’s the only time I ever was in right.
JUDGE (_sternly_)
I would find it easier to pity you if you had any one to blame
besides yourself.
BEN
Pity? Do you think I want your pity?
[_There is a pause._
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