After an interval of three minutes
during which the theatre remains darkened, the curtain is again raised.
The second that the curtain starts
to rise the shot is again heard. As the curtain goes up LUCY
is discovered standing in an attitude of abject terror, the revolver
still clutched in her trembling hand. Suddenly it drops from her
nerveless grasp and she crumples up and falls to the floor. She lies
The outside door is opened and shut
comes into the room from the hallway followed by LEONORA.
He switches on the lights. Both of them utter exclamations of terror
as they see the prostrate form of LUCY
almost at their feet.
She must have fainted. (She sinks to her knees beside LUCY
and starts rubbing one of her wrists. GABRIEL
appears outside the french windows. He takes one look at the scene
inside and then hurries into the room.)
is looking at the revolver with an expression of dazed stupefaction.)
No. (He picks the revolver from the, floor.) Look! (MRS.
enters from the left.)
over to her daughter) Lucy! (She leans down and puts her hand
She shot herself!
herself! (He stands petrified.)
matter-of-fact tones) Well, if she did she must have missed. She has
no wound anywhere. (peremptorily) You, Gab, don't stand there
like an idiot. Get some water. (GABRIEL
up the revolver and stares at it stupidly—a sheepish relieved grin
spreads slowly over his face. He chuckles.) Hmm!
up at him) Well?
forgot—it's never been loaded. (GABRIEL
comes back with a glass of water. LEO
dips her handkerchief in it and dabs it on LUCY's
gasps and opens her eyes; then struggles hastily to her feet. She
backs away from TOM
to the right of room. GABRIEL
a low voice) You weren't going to do—that—on account of what I said
this evening—about them, were you? (LUCY
nods slowly. GABRIEL
goes on earnestly.) Don't be a fool and take me seriously. No one
ever does, you know. Not a word of truth in what I said. Perfectly
harmless. Just my infernal jealous imagination. Believe that! (He
comes back beside LEO.)
a nudge from MRS.
goes to LUCY—pleadingly)
Lucy. (She throws herself into his arms and sobs softly. He pats her
shoulder and soothes her.) There! There! It's all over, little
her arms around GABRIEL)
Kiss me, Gab. It's being done just now.
dignified) You are a fool! (But he kisses her.)
breaking away from TOM—in
tones of frightened wonder) But the shot—the shot!
Shot? What shot? (The chauffer comes into the room carrying a
removable wheel with a flat tire.)
sir. (They all turn and look at him.) It isn't bad, sir. (He
points to the tire.) See, sir. Fix up as good as new. (There is a
roar of laughter as the realization of what the shot really was comes to
them. The chauffer looks from one to the other of them with open mouth,
as if he thought they were crazy.)
and pointing dramatically to the tire) General Gabler's pistol!
Fancy that, Hedda!
(The Curtain Falls)