SCENE—A dark room, the
library of a house in a fashionable New York suburb. In the rear, french
windows looking out on the lawn and the driveway in front of the house.
On the left, a doorway leading to the main hall. On the right, another
doorway screened by heavy portieres. Bookcases around the walls. In the
center of the room, a table with books, periodicals, and a reading lamp
The room is in darkness except for
the light from the hallway. The portieres on the right are cautiously
parted and LUCY
enters. She stops and stands motionless for a moment or so in an
attitude of strained attention, evidently listening for some sound from
the hallway. Hearing nothing, she goes to the table and throws herself
into a chair beside it. She rests her head on her outstretched arms and
sobs softly. Making an effort to control herself she dries her eyes
hastily with her handkerchief, gets up, and walks nervously from the
table to the windows and back again.
She stands by the table for a minute
staring straight before her, her expression betraying the somber
thoughts which are passing through her brain. Then, with a quick
movement of decision, she pulls out a drawer in the table and slowly
takes a revolver from it. She looks at it with frightened eyes and puts
it down on the table with a convulsive shudder.
There is the sound of a motor from the
gives a nervous start and looks quickly around the room as if searching
for a hiding place. She finally hurries back into the room on the right,
pulling the portieres together behind her. The noise of the motor grows
steadily louder. At last the machine stops in front of the main entrance
of the house, and only the soft purr of the engine is heard. The glare
from the headlamps pierces the darkness beyond the french windows.
Someone is heard walking along the
hallway to the front door. The outer door is heard opening. There is a
brief murmur of the voices of chauffer and the maid. Then the door is
closed again. TOM's
voice is heard calling from the top of the hall stairs: "Is that the car?" The maid's voice answers: "Yes, sir.", and
she is heard returning to the rear of the house.
are heard conversing as they come down the stairs in the hall.
infectious laughter rings out.
appears in evening dress in the doorway, left, and looks toward the door
at the right. He calls softly:
"Lucy"; then takes a step forward into the room.
calls to him from the hall: "We'll be late."
makes a movement of impatience and raises his voice: "Lucy!"
hallway) She's probably out in the garden mooning with Gab. Come on!
allows a muttered
"damn" to escape him, and walks back into the hall.
The outer door is again opened and
comes out from behind the portieres and goes quickly to the table. The
sound of the limousine door being slammed is heard. A wild look of
determination comes into
face and she snatches the revolver from the table. The noise of the
motor increases in volume. The curtain starts to fall. The car outside
starts. Closing her eyes tightly,
lifts the revolver to her temple. The curtain hides her from view. As it
touches the stage there is the sound of a shot.