Oh, ye don’t understand. A must go. A must. (She goes to the door; tries to open it.) Door’s locked. This door’s locked. Whaur’s the key? Whit huv ye dune wi’ the key? ELLEN Look here, lass, A tell’t ye ye widnae go, an’ A’ve made sure o’t. Come noo. Come an’ sit quiet, ravin’ aboot as if ye were mad. Ye’ll huv the haunel aff the door. MARY Let me go tae him. ELLEN No. MARY A must go. A must. A love him. A love him. ELLEN D’ye think A don’t love him, lassie? Aye and a sicht better than a bit wean like you could love him. A’m his mither. MARY Oh, huv mercy. Ye don’t know. A sent ‘im oot. He wisnae for gaun till A’d said the word. A widnae tell ‘im. A made him wait till the nicht. A sent him tae his death. ELLEN The lassie’s ravin’. MARY Let me go. ELLEN No. MARY Ye won’t? POLLY Haud yer wheish, lass. It’s fur yer ain guid. MARY Why huv ye locked thon door? Ye’re cheatin’ me. Ye’re cruel. A can dae nae guid here. Let me go tae ‘im. A must go. A wull. [The two women have now faced each other; there is a violent knocking at the door. MARY Whit’s that? Oh, ma God, whit’s that? [Ellen takes the key from her pocket moves slowly to the door, unlocks it, and throws it open. Jock stands on the threshold, very pale, with his coat buttoned at the bottom, and only his right arm thrust into the sleeve. ELLEN Ma boy! [She tries to embrace him. JOCK Steady, mither. Watch ma airm. ELLEN Is it broken? JOCK Aye, the doctor’ll be roon’ tae set it shune. They’ve anough tae dae first, though. There’s plenty worse nor me. ELLEN Thank God! JOCK Naw, mither. It’s aw by. There’s naethin’ tae greet fur, and no’ sae much in a broken airm tae thank God fur, neither. MARY Oh, Jock! JOCK Is that aw ye’ve got tae say tae me? The shift’s ower, ma lass. Mebbe it’s ower afore it startet, but that disnae maitter. A’ve come fur ma answer, Mary. MARY Ye’re an old fraud. Ye kent aw the time. Oh, Jock, Jock, A thocht ye wis kill’t. JOCK Ye thocht wrang. A’m no the deein’ kin’. So ye’ll huv me? MARY Aye. JOCK