RUTH. Blanche, may I bring in--where's Blanche?
STERLING. I don't know.
MASON. Good morning, gentlemen.
[_There is no response._ WARDEN _is with great difficulty restraining
himself. His lips are compressed lightly and his hands clenched._
RUTH. What's the trouble?
STERLING. I have just told Warden my wife's decision not to leave me.
RUTH. [_Showing her relief and satisfaction in her face, turns to_
WARDEN.] You won't try to shake that resolve?
WARDEN. [_Unable to control himself._] But I will! I _will_--I tell you
all! I hardly know what I say or do! But look out for me, I'm desperate!
I'm a torrent that's only let loose since yesterday, and now all of a
sudden you try to stop me! But it's too late; I've got my impetus; the
repressed passion of years is behind me; nothing can stop me--and God
keep me from doing the wrong thing! I am determined to clear him out of
the way of the happiness of the woman I love. [_To_ RUTH.] Do you mean
to say you approve of her decision? [RUTH _turns her head; he turns to_
MASON.] Do _you_?
RUTH. No.
STERLING. [_To_ RUTH, _holding out his hand._] You will stand by me,
Aunt Ruth, and together we--
RUTH. [_Interrupting and refusing his hand._] Oh, no.
STERLING. Don't you think I can win her love back?
RUTH. No.
STERLING. Won't you help me try?
RUTH. No. It would be useless.
WARDEN. Come with me to Blanche; I must speak with her.
[WARDEN _and_ RUTH _go out Right._
MASON. [_Alone with_ STERLING.] Go away and make your wife understand
you are never coming back.
STERLING. But the loneliness, the misery, away--alone.
MASON. Kill them with hard work; _you have other heavy debts_, you know.
I came to see you about this business of your acknowledgments to Miss
Godesby and Miss Hunter.
STERLING. Later, later. To-morrow I will decide--
[_He motions him away._ MASON _goes to him and puts his hand on his
shoulder._
MASON. Decide well--
[_He hesitates a moment and then goes out Right._
STERLING. [_Watching him go._] There's not one soul in this world who
cares for me, and it's my _own fault_. [RICHARD _is heard upstairs again
singing "Once in Royal David's City._" STERLING _lifts his head and
listens._] Yes, one little soul loves me, and it would be better for
him, too, if I went away. I'll go to sleep and see how I feel about it
when I wake up. [_He moves the glass of water and takes out the box of
tablets. He starts suddenly, but very slightly, and his muscles
tighten._]
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