His hands close on the cushion, and he stands
silent a moment. He moves slowly back to the other side of her; he
stands looking at her, his back three-quarters to the audience and his
face hidden: he is holding the cushion in both hands._
MRS. BRAMSON _shakes herself out of sleep and looks at him._
MRS. BRAMSON: What a funny look on your face, dear. Smiling like
that.... (_Foolishly_) You look so kind ...
_He begins to raise the cushion slowly._
So kind ... (_Absently_) What are you going to do with that
cushion?...
_The lights dim gradually into complete darkness, and the music grows
into a thunderous crescendo._
SCENE II
_The music plays a few bars, then dies down proportionately as the
lights come up again.
Half an hour later. The scene is the same, with the same lighting; the
room is empty and the wheel-chair has been removed._
DAN _comes in from the sun-room, smoking the stub of a cigarette. He
crosses smartly, takes the bottle and glasses from the floor by the
sofa and places them on the table, pours himself a quick drink, places
the bottle on the floor next the desk, throws away his stub, takes
another cigarette from his pocket, puts it in his mouth, takes out a
box of matches, and lights a match.
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