The Southern Cross - A Play in Four Acts by Foxhall Daingerfield
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[Exit Bev running. (Sinks down at the table, his hands clutching at the wood, his face drawn and white, his eyes staring). Show me the way. God! Am I afraid. No, No! It is not that. For greater love has no man than this, that he--that he--what is the rest? Ah, God! (rises quickly: sits at desk: writes; his face showing a terrible resolve.) [As he finishes paper, enter Charlotte from the hall. Char. Bev said you wanted me. Gordon. Charlotte, we've got to save Morgan's army as sure as there's a God in heaven, and just as sure you've got to help me. Do exactly what I ask and keep your nerve, for if you flinch a moment, we are lost. Char. How? Tell me. I am not afraid. Gordon. And I believe you. The enemy are sure to come and search the house. When they come, you must get them all together here. Do not be surprised at anything you see. Take this paper. It's simply a decoy. The plans are false. Use it to get them in this room. If need be, say you have taken it from Carter. Char. (white with terror). I will. [Takes paper. |
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