And life grows over buried life! [_Lifted into that; then, as one who states a simple truth with feeling._] It will. And Springs will come when you will want to know that it is Spring. [_The CAPTAIN and BRADFORD appear behind the drift of sand. They have a stretcher. To get away from them MRS. PATRICK steps farther into the room; ALLIE MAYO shrinks into her corner. The men come in, open the closed door and go in the room where they left the dead man. A moment later they are seen outside the big open door, bearing the man away. MRS. PATRICK watches them from sight._ MRS. PATRICK [_Bitter, exultant._] Savers of life! [_To ALLIE MAYO._] You savers of life! “Meeting the Outside!” Meeting--[_But she cannot say it mockingly again; in saying it, something of what it means has broken through, rises. Herself lost, feeling her way into the wonder of life._] Meeting the Outside! [_It grows in her as slowly._ (CURTAIN) * * * * * WOMAN’S HONOR A COMEDY IN ONE ACT * * * * * First Performed by the Provincetown Players, April 26, 1918 MR. FOSTER, _The Lawyer_ JUSTUS SHEFFIELD GORDON WALLACE, _The Prisoner_ CLARK BRANYON BOY MURRAY COOPER THE SHIELDED ONE } { MARJORY LACEY THE MOTHERLY ONE } { DOROTHY UPJOHN THE SCORNFUL ONE } The { IDA RAUH THE SILLY ONE } Women { NORMA MILLAY THE MERCENARY ONE } { ALICE MACDOUGAL THE CHEATED ONE } { SUSAN GASPELL WOMAN’S HONOR SCENE: _A room in the sheriff’s house which is used for conferences. At the rear is a door into the hall, at the left a door leads to an adjoining room. There is also a door at the right, going to the corridor which connects this house with the jail._ _LAWYER and PRISONER are found in heated conversation. The prisoner, an attractive young man, is seated, and has just turned away from the LAWYER, irritated._ LAWYER Do you know that murder is no laughing matter? PRISONER Well, was I laughing? LAWYER [_Shoots it at him._] Where were you on the night of October 25? [_PRISONER sits like one who never means to speak again._] Your silence shields a woman’s honor. Do you know what’s going to be said of you? You’re going to be called old-fashioned! [_A worried look flits over the prisoner’s face._] A man will not tell where he is because it involves a woman’s honor! How quaint! [_In a different voice._] Say, do you think she’s worth it? [_PRISONER rises angrily._ Yes, get red in the face, I should think you would. Blush. Blush for shame. Shame of having loved a woman who’d let a man face death to shield her own honor! PRISONER You don’t know what you’re talking about. LAWYER