SHEFFIELD--[Mollifyingly--with a judicial air.] Come now! This is all only suspicion. There is no evidence; you have no case; and the defendant is innocent until you have proved her guilty, remember. [Getting to his feet.] Well, let's break up. Esther, you and I ought to be getting home. [They all rise.] JAYSON--[Testily.] Well, if I were sure it would all blow over without any open scandal, I'd offer up a prayer of thanks. [The Curtain Falls] ACT II SCENE--CURTIS JAYSON'S study. On the left, forward, a gun rack in which are displayed several varieties of rifles and shotguns. Farther back, three windows looking out on the garden. In the rear wall, an open fireplace with two leather arm-chairs in front of it. To right of fireplace, a door leading into the living-room. In the far right corner, another chair. In the right wall, three windows looking out on the lawn and garden. On this side, front, a typewriting table with machine and chair. Opposite the windows on the right, a bulky leather couch, facing front. In front of the windows on the left, a long table with stacks of paper piled here and there on it, reference books, etc. On the left of table, a swivel chair. Gray oak bookcases are built into the cream rough plaster walls which are otherwise almost hidden from view by a collection of all sorts of hunter's trophies, animal heads of all kinds. The floor is covered with animal skins--tiger, polar bear, leopard, lion, etc. Skins are also thrown over the backs of the chairs. The sections of the bookcase not occupied by scientific volumes have been turned into a specimen case for all sorts of zoological, geological, anthropological oddities. It is mid-morning, sunny and bright, of the following day. CURTIS and BIGELOW are discovered. CURTIS is half-sitting on the corner of the table, left, smoking a pipe. BIGELOW is lying sprawled on the couch. Through the open windows on the right come the shouts of children playing. MARTHA's voice joins in with theirs. BIGELOW--Listen to that rumpus, will you! The kids are having the time of their lives. [He goes to the window and looks out--delightedly.] Your wife is playing hide and seek with them. Come and look. CURTIS--[With a trace of annoyance.] Oh, I can see well enough from here. BIGELOW--[With a laugh.] She seems to get as much fun out of it as they do. [As a shriek comes from outside--excitedly.] Ah, Eddy discovered her behind the tree. Isn't he tickled now! [He turns back from the window and lights a cigarette--enthusiastically.] Jove, what a hand she is with children! CURTIS--[As if the subject bored him.] Oh, Martha gets along well with anyone. BIGELOW--[Sits on the couch again--with a sceptical smile.] You think so? With everyone? CURTIS--[Surprised.] Yes--with everyone we've ever come in contact with--even aboriginal natives. BIGELOW--With the aboriginal natives of Bridgetown? With the well-known Jayson family, for example?