Certainly, I’m willing to leave my name and address. What else would I be here for? Oh--but could I use the telephone first. [_Rises._] It will be better to let them know that I’ll probably be late getting home for lunch. LAWYER [_Is about to open door of the room in which the SHIELDED ONE is waiting._] No--there’s some one in there. Here [_Going to the door at the other side of the room_], I’ll show you how to get through to the jail phone. MOTHERLY ONE The jail! But we’ll soon have you out of jail. [_She goes, giving the young man an encouraging smile. The LAWYER steps out with her. The young man hears the rear door opening--this door into the hall has a slight squeak--starts nervously, looks around to see a young woman come in. In a keen, cool amused way she is staring at him. He turns away, petulantly hitching his chair. She moves where she can see him better, takes from her bag a newspaper picture, looks from it to him. He turns, sees what she is doing; she smiles at him. He looks like one at bay. Enter LAWYER. Sees what is going on, smiles._ LAWYER On the night of October 25--? SCORNFUL ONE [_To LAWYER._] I understand that down here a man is about to die for a woman’s honor. LAWYER He had some such thing in mind. SCORNFUL ONE [_To LAWYER._] Now you can’t get away with that. Sorry to upset your plans, but the death seems uncalled for. On the night of October 25--Gordon Wallace was with me. LAWYER From twelve o’clock midnight till eight next morning? SCORNFUL ONE From twelve o’clock midnight until eight next morning. LAWYER [_Rather feebly._] Con-tinuously? SCORNFUL ONE [_In an offhand voice._] Continuously. LAWYER Well--well, Gordon, I begin to understand why you hesitated to tell the truth about that momentous night. Rise and thank the lady, Gordon; it would seem the least you could do would be to rise and-- [_As he is saying this to GORDON, in rushes a fussily dressed hysterical woman and throws her arms around the LAWYER’S neck._ SILLY ONE Darling! I cannot let you die for me! LAWYER [_Trying to free himself._] Pardon me, madam, but-- SILLY ONE Gordon! You call me madam after that night together. Oh my beloved, when I think of those hours I lay in your arms-- LAWYER Pardon me, but you never lay in-- SILLY ONE I know. Ah--I understand. You pretend not to know me. You would die to shield me--but you shall not! You cannot escape me! LAWYER [_Still unsuccessful in freeing himself._] Apparently not. But permit me to tell you, you are making a mistake. SILLY ONE No! I am _not_ making a mistake! You shall not die for me. LAWYER I really don’t intend to--if I can help it. SILLY ONE Love is so beautiful. So ennobling! [_Overcome with emotion, loosens her hold._] When I think of that night--October 25-- [_Sinks into a chair._ LAWYER