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(_Looking at his brow_)
Have you been hurt?
(_The figure holds out both hands to him_)
HARRY EGERTON.
(_At first wildly, but with growing calmness_)
Harvey! Buck! Mother!
(_The figure looks back one moment, then vanishes. Harry Egerton is
seen falling into the arms of Harvey Anderson, who carries him into
the bedroom. His mother and the Nurse follow. Sam Williams and
Chris Knudson stand staring across at the door_)
SAM WILLIAMS.
Our leader's gone, Chris.
CHRIS KNUDSON.
Yes, I fear so.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
(_Coming in and closing the bedroom door after him_)
Partner's gone.
A GUARD.
(_Pushing open the outside door_)
Egerton's come.
(_Donald Egerton enters, followed by the Doctor and two strange
men, apparently surgeons, one of them carrying an instrument case.
Egerton glances about and instinctively locates the bedroom, and at
once goes toward it_)
HARVEY ANDERSON.
(_To the Doctor_)
Too late.
DOCTOR.
Dead!
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Just this moment.
VOICE OF MRS. EGERTON.
(_As Egerton opens the bedroom door_)
Donald! Donald!
(_The Doctor follows Egerton into the bedroom_)
CHRIS KNUDSON.
(_Looking toward the door that the Doctor has shut_)
Peace and good will on earth.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
He stood for that.
(_They stand silent about the stove. Anderson picks up two chairs,
which he takes over to the two strangers, who are standing by the
table_)
CHRIS KNUDSON.
There's things about us here that we don't see.
SAM WILLIAMS.
(_Looking toward the bedroom_)
I'm sorry--for his sake.
CHRIS KNUDSON.
What will we do?
SAM WILLIAMS.
You'll not desert us, comrade, now he's gone.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
'For all time; shall we say it?'
CHRIS KNUDSON.
That last day.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
'And give our lives, if need be?'
SAM WILLIAMS.
He gave his.
(_Takes up the lantern_)
HARVEY ANDERSON.
He hasn't left the Cause, Sam.
SAM WILLIAMS.
True.
CHRIS KNUDSON.
That's true;
He hasn't left the Cause.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Here just last week,
Sitting about the table, planning things,
'The Cause will be here, Harvey, when we're gone,
A beautiful river flowing through the land.'
CHRIS KNUDSON.
There was the noblest boy this land's brought forth.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
And we must make it wider, Sam.
SAM WILLIAMS.
Yes, yes.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
Till the whole land is free. That's our work now.
SAM WILLIAMS.
Yes, we must keep right on.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
That was his wish,
That we should keep right on; and his mother's, too.
Tell the boys that.
SAM WILLIAMS.
We will.
CHRIS KNUDSON.
There ought to be
A public funeral so the men could march.
HARVEY ANDERSON.
I'll speak to Mr. Egerton.
FIRST STRANGER.
(_Indicating Anderson_)
That's him.
(_The two workmen go out_)
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