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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Dr. Jonathan (A Play), by Winston Churchill
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+Title: Dr. Jonathan (A Play)
+
+Author: Winston Churchill
+
+Release Date: October 6, 2006 [EBook #5397]
+Last Updated: February 26, 2018
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+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DR. JONATHAN (A PLAY) ***
+
+
+
+Produced by David Widger
+
+
+
+
+
+DR. JONATHAN
+
+By Winston Churchill
+
+
+A Play in Three Acts
+
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+This play was written during the war. But owing to the fact that several
+managers politely declined to produce it, it has not appeared on any
+stage. Now, perhaps, its theme is more timely, more likely to receive
+the attention it deserves, when the smoke of battle has somewhat
+cleared. Even when the struggle with Germany and her allies was in
+progress it was quite apparent to the discerning that the true issue
+of the conflict was one quite familiar to American thought, of
+self-determination. On returning from abroad toward the end of 1917
+I ventured into print with the statement that the great war had every
+aspect of a race with revolution. Subliminal desires, subliminal fears,
+when they break down the censor of law, are apt to inspire fanatical
+creeds, to wind about their victims the flaming flag of a false
+martyrdom. Today it is on the knees of the gods whether the
+insuppressible impulses for human freedom that come roaring up from the
+subliminal chaos, fanned by hunger and hate, are to thrash themselves
+out in anarchy and insanity, or to take an ordered, intelligent and
+conscious course. Of the Twentieth Century, industrial democracy is
+the watchword, even as political democracy was the watchword of the two
+centuries that preceded it. Economic power is at last realized to be
+political power. No man owns himself, no woman owns herself if the
+individual is not economically free. Perhaps the most encouraging omen
+of the day is the fact that many of our modern employers, and even our
+modern financiers and bankers seem to be recognizing this truth, to
+be growing aware of the danger to civilization of its continued
+suppression. Educators and sociologists may supply the theories; but by
+experiment, by trial and error,--yes, and by prayer,--the solution must
+be found in the practical domain of industry.
+
+
+
+
+
+DR. JONATHAN
+
+
+
+
+ACT I
+
+SCENE:   The library of ASHER PINDAR'S house in Foxon Falls, a New England
+   village of some three thousand souls, over the destinies of which
+   the Pindars for three generations have presided. It is a large,
+   dignified room, built early in the nineteenth century, with white
+   doors and gloss woodwork. At the rear of the stage,--which is the
+   front of the house,--are three high windows with small, square panes
+   of glass, and embrasures into which are fitted white inside
+   shutters. These windows reach to within a foot or so of the floor;
+   a person walking on the lawn or the sidewalk just beyond it may be
+   seen through them. The trees bordering the Common are also seen
+   through these windows, and through a gap in the foliage a glimpse of
+   the terraced steeple of the Pindar Church, the architecture of which
+   is of the same period as the house. Upper right, at the end of the
+   wall, is a glass door looking out on the lawn. There is another
+   door, lower right, and a door, lower left, leading into ASHER
+   PINDAR'S study. A marble mantel, which holds a clock and certain
+   ornaments, is just beyond this door. The wall spaces on the right
+   and left are occupied by high bookcases filled with respectable
+   volumes in calf and dark cloth bindings. Over the mantel is an
+   oil painting of the Bierstadt school, cherished by ASHER as an
+   inheritance from his father, a huge landscape with a self-conscious
+   sky, mountains, plains, rivers and waterfalls, and two small figures
+   of Indians--who seem to have been talking to a missionary. In the
+   spaces between the windows are two steel engravings, “The Death of
+   Wolfe on the Plains of Abraham” and “Washington Crossing the
+   Delaware!” The furniture, with the exception of a few heirlooms,
+   such as the stiff sofa, is mostly of the Richardson period of the
+   '80s and '90s. On a table, middle rear, are neatly spread out
+   several conservative magazines and periodicals, including a
+   religious publication.
+
+TIME: A bright morning in October, 1917,
+
+
+   GEORGE PINDAR, in the uniform of a first lieutenant of the army,
+   enters by the doorway, upper right. He is a well set up young man
+   of about twenty-seven, bronzed from his life in a training camp, of
+   an adventurous and social nature. He glances about the room, and
+   then lights a cigarette.
+
+   ASHER PINDAR, his father, enters, lower right. He is a tall,
+   strongly built man of about sixty, with iron grey hair and beard.
+   His eyes are keen, shadowed by bushy brows, and his New England
+   features bear the stamp of inflexible “character.” He wears a black
+   “cutaway” coat and dark striped trousers; his voice is strong and
+   resonant. But he is evidently preoccupied and worried, though he
+   smiles with affection as he perceives GEORGE. GEORGE'S fondness for
+   him is equally apparent.
+
+GEORGE. Hello, dad.
+
+ASHER. Oh, you're here, George.
+
+GEORGE (looking, at ASHER). Something troubling you?
+
+ASHER (attempting dissimulation). Well, you're going off to France,
+they've only given you two days' leave, and I've scarcely seen anything
+of you. Isn't that enough?
+
+GEORGE. I know how busy you've been with that government contract on
+your hands. I wish I could help.
+
+ASHER. You're in the army now, my boy. You can help me again when you
+come back.
+
+GEORGE. I want to get time to go down to the shops and say goodbye to
+some of the men.
+
+ASHER. No, I shouldn't do that, George.
+
+GEORGE (surprised). Why not? I used to be pretty chummy with them, you
+know,--smoke a pipe with them occasionally in the noon hour.
+
+ASHER. I know. But it doesn't do for an employer to be too familiar with
+the hands in these days.
+
+GEORGE. I guess I've got a vulgar streak in me somewhere, I get along
+with the common people. There'll be lots of them in the trenches, dad.
+
+ASHER. Under military discipline.
+
+GEORGE (laughing). We're supposed to be fighting a war for democracy. I
+was talking to old Bains yesterday,--he's still able to run a lathe, and
+he was in the Civil War, you know. He was telling me how the boys in his
+regiment stopped to pick blackberries on the way to the battle of Bull
+Run.
+
+ASHER. That's democracy! It's what we're doing right now--stopping to
+pick blackberries. This country's been in the war six months, since
+April, and no guns, no munitions, a handful of men in France--while the
+world's burning!
+
+GEORGE. Well, we won't sell Uncle Sam short yet. Something is bothering
+you, dad.
+
+ASHER. No--no, but the people in Washington change my specifications
+every week, and Jonathan's arriving today, of all days.
+
+GEORGE. Has Dr. Jonathan turned up?
+
+ASHER. I haven't seen him yet. It seems he got here this morning. No
+telegram, nothing. And he had his house fixed up without consulting me.
+He must be queer, like his father, your great uncle, Henry Pindar.
+
+GEORGE. Tell me about Dr. Jonathan. A scientist,--isn't he? Suddenly
+decided to come back to live in the old homestead.
+
+ASHER. On account of his health. He was delicate as a boy. He must have
+been about eight or nine years old when Uncle Henry left Foxon Falls for
+the west,--that was before you were born. Uncle Henry died somewhere in
+Iowa. He and my father never got along. Uncle Henry had as much as
+your grandfather to begin with, and let it slip through his fingers. He
+managed to send Jonathan to a medical school, and it seems that he's had
+some sort of a position at Johns Hopkins's--research work. I don't know
+what he's got to live on.
+
+GEORGE. Uncle Henry must have been a philanthropist.
+
+ASHER. It's all very well to be a philanthropist when you make more than
+you give away. Otherwise you're a sentimentalist.
+
+GEORGE. Or a Christian.
+
+ASHER. We can't take Christianity too literally.
+
+GEORGE (smiling). That's its great advantage, as a religion.
+
+ASHER. George, I don't like to say anything just as you're going
+to fight for your country, my boy, but your attitude of religious
+skepticism has troubled me, as well as your habit of intimacy with the
+shop hands. I confess to you that I've been a little afraid at times
+that you'd take after Jonathan's father. He never went to church, he
+forgot that he owed something to his position as a Pindar. He used to
+have that house of his overrun with all sorts of people, and the yard
+full of dirty children eating his fruit and picking his flowers. There's
+such a thing as being too democratic. I hope I'm as good an American as
+anybody, I believe that any man with brains, who has thrift, ought to
+rise--but wait until they do rise. You're going to command men, and when
+you come back here into the business again you'll be in a position of
+authority. Remember what I say, if you give these working people an
+inch, they'll take all you have.
+
+GEORGE (laying his hand on ASHER's shoulder). Something is worrying you,
+dad. We've always been pretty good pals, haven't we?
+
+ASHER. Yes, ever since you were a little shaver. Well, George, I didn't
+want to bother you with it--today. It seems there's trouble in the
+shops,--in our shops, of all places,--it's been going on for some time,
+grumbling, dissatisfaction, and they're getting higher wages than ever
+before--ruinous wages. They want me to recognize the union.
+
+GEORGE. Well, that beats me. I thought we were above the labour-trouble
+line, away up here in New England.
+
+ASHER (grimly). Oh, I can handle them.
+
+GEORGE. I'll bet you can. You're a regular old war horse when you get
+started. It's your capital, it's your business, you've put it all at the
+disposal of the government. What right have they to kick up a row now,
+with this war on? I must say I haven't any sympathy with that.
+
+ASHER (proudly). I guess you're a real Pindar after all, George.
+
+   (Enter an elderly maid, lower right.)
+
+MAID. Timothy Farrell, the foreman's here.
+
+   (Enter, lower right, TIMOTHY, a big Irishman of about sixty, in
+   working clothes.)
+
+TIMOTHY. Here I am, sir. They're after sending word you wanted me.
+
+GEORGE (going up to TIMOTHY and shaking his hand warmly). Old Timothy!
+I'm glad to get sight of you before I go.
+
+TIMOTHY. And it's glad I am to see you, Mr. George, before you leave.
+And he an officer now! Sure, I mind him as a baby being wheeled up and
+down under the trees out there. My boy Bert was saying only this morning
+how we'd missed the sight of him in the shops this summer. You have a
+way with the men, Mr. George, of getting into their hearts, like. I was
+thinking just now, if Mr. George had only been home, in the shops, maybe
+we wouldn't be having all this complaint and trouble.
+
+GEORGE. Who's at the bottom of this, Timothy? Rench? Hillman? I thought
+so. Well, they're not bad chaps when you get under their skins.
+
+   (He glances at his wrist watch)
+
+Let me go down and talk with them, dad,--I've got time, my train doesn't
+leave until one thirty.
+
+ASHER (impatiently, almost savagely). No, I'll settle this, George, this
+is my job. I won't have any humoring. Come into my study, Timothy.
+
+   TIMOTHY, shaking his head, follows ASHER out of the door, left.
+
+   After a moment GEORGE goes over to the extreme left hand corner of
+   the room, where several articles are piled. He drags out a kit bag,
+   then some necessary wearing apparel, underclothes, socks, a sweater,
+   etc., then a large and rather luxurious lunch kit, a pin cushion.
+   with his monogram, a small travelling pillow with his monogram, a
+   linen toilet case embroidered in blue, to hang on the wall--these
+   last evidently presents from admiring lady friends. Finally he
+   brings forth a large rubber life preserving suit. He makes a show
+   of putting all these things in the bag, including the life-
+   preserving suit; and reveals a certain sentiment, not too deep, for
+   the pillow, the pincushion and the toilet case. At length he strews
+   everything over the floor, and is surveying the litter with mock
+   despair when a girl appears on the lawn outside, through one of the
+   windows. She throws into the room a small parcel wrapped in tissue
+   paper, and disappears. GEORGE picks up the parcel and looks
+   surprised, and suddenly runs out of the door, upper right. He
+   presently returns, dragging the girl by the wrists, she resisting.
+
+   MINNIE FARRELL is about twenty one, with black hair and an abundant
+   vitality. Her costume is a not wholly ineffective imitation of
+   those bought at a great price at certain metropolitan
+   establishments. A string of imitation pearls gleams against her
+   ruddy skin.
+
+MINNIE. Cut it out, George! (Glancing around apprehensively.) Say,
+if your mother was to find me here she'd want to send me up to the
+reformatory (she frees herself).
+
+GEORGE. Where the deuce did you blow in from? (Regarding her with
+admiration.) Is this the little Minnie Farrell who left Foxon Falls two
+years ago? Gee whiz! aren't we smart!
+
+MINNIE. Do you like me? I'm making good money, since the war.
+
+GEORGE. Do I like you? What are you doing here?
+
+MINNIE. My brother Bert's out there--he ain't working today. Mr. Pindar
+sent for father, and we walked up here with him. Where is he?
+
+GEORGE (nodding toward the study). In there. But what are you doing,
+back in Foxon Falls?
+
+MINNIE. Oh, visiting the scenes of my childhood.
+
+GEORGE (tearing open the tissue paper from the parcel). Did you make
+these for me?   (He holds up a pair of grey woollen wristlets.)
+
+MINNIE. Well, I wanted to do something for a soldier, and when I heard
+you was going to France I thought you might as well have 'em.
+
+GEORGE. How did you hear I was going?
+
+MINNIE. Bert told me when I came home yesterday. They say it's cold in
+the trenches, and nothing keeps the hands so warm as wristlets. I know,
+because I've had 'em on winter mornings, early, when I was going to
+work. Will you wear 'em, George?
+
+GEORGE. Will I wear them! (He puts then on his wrists.) I'll never take
+them off till the war's over.
+
+MINNIE (pleased). You always were a josher!
+
+GEORGE. Tell me, Minnie, why did you run away from me two years ago?
+
+MINNIE. Run away from you! I left because I couldn't stand this village
+any longer. It was too quiet for me.
+
+GEORGE. You're a josher! You went off while I was away, without telling
+me you were going. And then, when I found out where you were and hustled
+over to Newcastle in my car, you turned me down hard.
+
+MINNIE. You didn't have a mortgage on me. There were plenty of girls of
+your own kind at that house party you went to. I guess you made love to
+them, too.
+
+GEORGE. They weren't in the same class with you. You've got the ginger.
+
+MINNIE. I've still got the ginger, all right.
+
+GEORGE. I thought you cared for me.
+
+MINNIE. You always had the nerve, George.
+
+GEORGE. You acted as if you did.
+
+MINNIE. I'm a good actor. Say, what was there in it for me?--packing
+tools in the Pindar shops, and you the son of my boss? You didn't want
+nothing from me except what all men want, and you wouldn't have wanted
+that long.
+
+GEORGE. I was crazy about you.
+
+MINNIE (her eyes falling on the travelling pillow and the pincushion;
+picking theron: up in turn). I guess you told them that, too.
+
+GEORGE (embarrassed). Oh, I'm popular enough when I'm going away. They
+don't care anything about me.
+
+MINNIE (indicating the wristlets). You don't want them,--I'll give 'em
+to Bert.
+
+GEORGE. No, you won't.
+
+MINNIE. I was silly. But we had a good time while it lasted,--didn't we,
+George?
+
+   (She evades him deftly, and picks up the life-preserving suit.)
+
+What's this?--a full dress uniform?
+
+GEORGE. When a submarine gets you, all you've got to do is to jump
+overboard and blow this--
+
+   (He draws the siren from the pocket and starts to blow it, but she
+   seizes his hand.)
+--and float around until a destroyer picks you up.
+
+   (Takes from another pocket a metal lunch box.)
+
+This is for pate de foie gras sandwiches, and there's room in here--
+
+   (Indicating another pocket.)
+--for a bottle of fizz. Come along with me, Minnie, ship as a Red Cross
+nurse, and I'll buy you one. The Atlantic wouldn't be such a bad place,
+with you,--and we wouldn't be in a hurry to blow the siren. You'd look
+like a peach in a white costume, too.
+
+MINNIE. Don't you like me in this?
+
+GEORGE. Sure, but I'd like that better.
+
+MINNIE. I'd make a good nurse, if I do say it myself. And I'd take good
+care of you, George,--as good as any of them.
+
+   (She nods toward the pillow and pincushion.)
+
+GEORGE. Better!
+
+   (He seizes her hands and attempts to draw her toward him.)
+
+You used to let me!
+
+MINNIE. That ain't any reason.
+
+GEORGE. Just once, Minnie,--I'm going away.
+
+MINNIE. No. I didn't mean to come in here--I just wanted to see what you
+looked like in your uniform.
+
+   (She draws away from him, just as Dr. JONATHAN appears in the
+   doorway, lower right.)
+
+Goodbye, George.
+
+   (She goes out through the doorway, upper right.)
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN may be almost any age,--in reality about thirty five.
+   His head is that of the thinker, high above the eyes. His face
+   bears evidence in its lines of years of labour and service, as well
+   as of a triumphant struggle against ill health. In his eyes is a
+   thoughtful yet illuminating smile, now directed toward GEORGE who,
+   when he perceives him, is taken aback,)
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Hello! I was told to come in here,--I hope I'm not
+intruding.
+
+GEORGE. Not at all. How--how long have you been here?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Just long enough to get my bearings. I came this morning.
+
+GEORGE. Oh! Are you--are you Dr. Jonathan?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'm Jonathan. And you're George, I suppose.
+
+GEORGE. Yes. (He goes to him and shakes hands.) I'm sorry to be leaving
+just as you come.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'll be here when you return.
+
+GEORGE. I hope so (a pause). You won't find Foxon Falls a bad old town.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And it will be a better one when you come back.
+
+GEORGE. Why do you say that?
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). It seems a safe conjecture.
+
+   (Dr. JONATHAN is looking at the heap of articles on the floor.)
+
+GEORGE (grinning, and not quite at ease). You might imagine I was
+embarking in the gent's furnishing business, instead of going to war.
+(He picks up the life-preserving suit.) Some friend of mother's told her
+about this, and she insisted upon sending for it. I don't want to hurt
+her feelings, but I can't take it, of course.
+
+   (He rolls it up and thrusts it under the sofa, upper left.)
+
+You won't give me away?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Never!
+
+GEORGE. Dad ought to be here in a minute, he's in there with old Timothy
+Farrell, the moulder foreman. It seems that things are in a mess at the
+shops. Rotten of the men to make trouble now--don't you think?--when the
+country's at war! Darned unpatriotic, I say.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I saw a good many stars in your service flag as I passed
+the office door this morning.
+
+GEORGE. Yes. Over four hundred of our men have enlisted. I don't
+understand it.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Perhaps you will, George, when you come home.
+
+GEORGE. You mean--
+
+   (GEORGE is interrupted by the entrance, lower right, of his mother,
+   AUGUSTA PINDAR. She is now in the fifties, and her hair is turning
+   grey. Her uneventful, provincial existence as ASHER'S wife has
+   confirmed and crystallized her traditional New England views, her
+   conviction that her mission is to direct for good the lives of the
+   less fortunate by whom she is surrounded. She carries her knitting
+   in her hand,--a pair of socks for GEORGE. And she goes at once to
+   DR. JONATHAN.)
+
+AUGUSTA. So you are Jonathan. They told me you'd arrived--why didn't
+you come to us? Do you think it's wise to live in that old house of your
+father's before it's been thoroughly heated for a few days?
+
+DR. JONATHAN (taking her hand). Oh, I'm going to live with the doors and
+windows open.
+
+AUGUSTA. Dear me! I understand you've been quite ill, and you were never
+very strong as a child. I made it my business to go through the house
+yesterday, and I must say it looks comfortable. But the carpenters and
+plumbers have ruined the parlour, with that bench, and the sink in the
+corner. What are you going to do there?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'm having it made into a sort of laboratory.
+
+AUGUSTA. You don't mean to say you intend to do any work!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Work ought to cure me, in this climate.
+
+AUGUSTA. You mean to practise medicine? You ought to have consulted us.
+I'm afraid you won't find it remunerative, Jonathan,--but your father
+was impractical, too. Foxon Falls is still a small place, in spite of
+the fact that the shops have grown. Workmen's families can't afford to
+pay big fees, you know.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). I know.
+
+AUGUSTA. And we already have an excellent physician here, Dr. Senn.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I shan't interfere with Dr. Senn.
+
+GEORGE (laying his hand on AUGUSTA's shoulder: apologetically). Mother
+feels personally responsible for every man, woman and child in Foxon
+Falls. I shouldn't worry about Dr. Jonathan if I were you, mother, I've
+got a notion he can take care of himself.
+
+AUGUSTA (a little baffled by DR. JONATHAN's self-command, sits down and
+begins to knit). I must get these socks finished for you to take with
+you, my dear. (To DR. JONATHAN) I can't realize he's going! (To GEORGE)
+You haven't got all your things in your bag! Where's the life-preserving
+suit I sent for?
+
+GEORGE (glancing at DR. JONATHAN). Oh that's gone, mother.
+
+AUGUSTA. He always took cold so easily, and that will keep him warm and
+dry, if those terrible Germans sink his ship. But your presents, George!
+(To DR. JONATHAN:) Made for him by sisters of his college friends.
+
+GEORGE (amused but embarrassed). I can't fit up a section of the
+trenches as a boudoir.
+
+AUGUSTA. Such nice girls! I wish he'd marry one of them. Who made you
+the wristlets? I hadn't seen them.
+
+GEORGE (taking of the wristlets and putting them in his bag). Oh, I
+can't give her away. I was--just trying them on, to see if they fitted.
+
+AUGUSTA. When did they come?
+
+GEORGE (glancing at DR. JONATHAN). Er--this morning.
+
+   (Enter ASHER and TIMOTHY from the study, left. ASHER is evidently
+   wrought up from his talk with TIMOTHY.)
+
+ASHER. Remember, Timothy, I rely on sensible men like you to put a stop
+to this nonsense.
+
+AUGUSTA. Asher, here's Jonathan.
+
+ASHER. Oh! (He goes up to DR. JONATHAN and takes his hand, though it is
+quite evident that his mind is still on the trouble in the shops). Glad
+to see you back in Foxon Falls, Jonathan. I heard you'd arrived, and
+would have dropped in on you, but things are in a muddle here just now.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Not only here, but everywhere.
+
+ASHER. You're right. The country's going to the dogs. I don't know what
+will straighten it out.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Intelligence, open-mindedness, cooperation, Asher.
+
+ASHER (arrested: looking at him). Hum!
+
+DR. JONATHAN (leaving him and going up to TIMOTHY). You don't remember
+me, Timothy?
+
+TIMOTHY. Sure and I do, sir,--though you were only a little lad. You
+mind me of your father,--your smile, like. He was the grand, simple man!
+It's happy I am to see you back in Foxon Falls.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes, I've been ordered to the rear.
+
+TIMOTHY. The rear, is it? I'm thinking we'll be fighting this war in
+Foxon Falls, too.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes, much of it will be fought behind the battle lines.
+
+AUGUSTA. You think the Germans will come over here?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No, but the issue is over here already.
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN picks up her ball of wool, which has fallen to the
+   floor.)
+
+AUGUSTA (looking at him apprehensively: puzzled). Thank you, Jonathan.
+
+   (She turns to TIMOTHY, who has started toward the door, lower right)
+
+Wait a moment, Timothy, I want to ask you about your children. What
+do you hear from Minnie? I always took an interest in her, you
+know,--especially when she was in the tool packing department of the
+shops, and I had her in my Bible class. I appreciated your letting her
+come,--an Irishman and a Catholic as you are.
+
+TIMOTHY. The Church has given me up as a heathen, ma'am, when I married
+your cook, and she a Protestant.
+
+AUGUSTA. I've been worried about Minnie since she went to Newcastle. She
+has so much vitality, and I'm afraid she's pleasure loving though she
+seemed to take to religion with her whole soul. And where's Jamesy?
+
+TIMOTHY. Jamesy, is it? It's gone to the bad entirely he is, with the
+drink. He left the shops when the twelve-hour shifts began--wherever
+he's at now. It's home Minnie came from Newcastle yesterday, ma'am, for
+a visit,--she's outside there now, with Bert,--they walked along with
+me.
+
+AUGUSTA. Bring them in, I want to see them,--especially Minnie. I must
+say I'm surprised she should have come home without calling on me.
+
+TIMOTHY. I'll get them, ma'am.
+
+   (He goes out of the door, upper right. GEORGE, who has been
+   palpably ill at ease during this conversation, now makes for the
+   door, lower right.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Where are you going, my dear?
+
+GEORGE (halting). I thought I'd look around and see if I'd forgotten
+anything, mother.
+
+AUGUSTA. Stay with us,--there's plenty of time.
+
+   (TIMOTHY returns through the doorway, upper right, with BERT, but
+   without MINNIE.)
+
+TIMOTHY. It's disappeared entirely she is, ma'am,--here one minute and
+there the next, the way with young people nowadays. And she's going back
+to Newcastle this afternoon, to her job at the Wire Works.
+
+AUGUSTA. I must see her before she goes. I feel in a measure responsible
+for her. You'll tell her?
+
+TIMOTHY. I'll tell her.
+
+AUGUSTA. How are you getting along, Bert?
+
+BERT. Very well, thank you, Mrs. Pindar.
+
+   (The MAID enters, lower right.)
+
+MAID. Miss Thorpe wishes to speak with you, ma'am.
+
+AUGUSTA (gathering up her knitting). It's about the wool for the Red
+Cross.
+
+   (Exit, lower right.)
+
+GEORGE (shaking hands with BERT). Hello, Bert,--how goes it?
+
+BERT. All right, thank you, lieutenant.
+
+GEORGE. Oh, cut out the title.
+
+   (BERT FARRELL is about twenty three. He wears a brown flannel shirt
+   and a blue four-in-hand tie, and a good ready-made suit. He holds
+   his hat in front of him. He is a self-respecting, able young Irish
+   American of the blue-eyed type that have died by thousands on the
+   battle fields of France, and whose pictures may be seen in our
+   newspapers.)
+
+ASHER. You're not working today, Bert?
+
+BERT. I've left the shops, Mr. Pindar,--I got through last night.
+
+ASHER. Left the shops! You didn't say anything about this, Timothy!
+
+TIMOTHY. No, sir,--you have trouble enough today.
+
+ASHER (to BERT). Why did you leave?
+
+BERT. I'm going to enlist, Mr. Pindar,--with the Marines. From what I've
+heard of that corps, I think I'd like to join it.
+
+ASHER (exasperated). But why do you do a thing like this when you
+must know I need every man here to help turn out these machines? And
+especially young men like you, good mechanics! If you wanted to
+serve your country, you were better off where you were. I got you
+exempted--(catching himself) I mean, you were exempted from the draft.
+
+BERT. I didn't want to be exempted, sir. More than four hundred of
+the boys have gone from the shops, as well as Mr. George here, and I
+couldn't stand it no longer.
+
+ASHER. What's Mr. George got to do with it? The cases are different.
+
+BERT (stoutly). I don't see that, Mr. Pindar. Every man, no matter who
+he is, has to decide a thing like this for himself.
+
+GEORGE. Bert's right, dad.
+
+ASHER. You say he's right, when you know that I need every hand I can
+get to carry out this contract?
+
+GEORGE. He's going to make a contract, too. He's giving up all he has.
+
+ASHER. And you approve of this, Timothy?
+
+TIMOTHY. Sure, I couldn't stop him, Mr. Pindar! And it's proud I am
+of him, the same as you are of Mr. George, that he'd be fighting for
+America and liberty.
+
+ASHER. Liberty! License is what we're getting now! The workman thinks he
+can do as he pleases. And after all I've done for my workmen,--building
+them a club house with a piano in it, and a library and a billiard
+table, trying to do my best to make them comfortable and contented. I
+pay them enough to buy pianos and billiard tables for themselves, and
+you tell me they want still higher wages.
+
+TIMOTHY. They're saying they can go down to the shipyards, where they'd
+be getting five dollars and thirty cents a day.
+
+ASHER. Let them go to the shipyards, if they haven't any sense of
+gratitude! What else do they say?
+
+TIMOTHY. That you have a contract, sir, and making millions out of it.
+
+ASHER. What can they know about my profits?
+
+TIMOTHY. It's just that, sir,--they know nothing at all. But they're
+saying they ought to know, since things is different now, and they're
+working for the war and the country, the same as yourself.
+
+ASHER. Haven't I established a system of bonuses, to share my profits
+with the efficient and the industrious?
+
+TIMOTHY. They don't understand the bonuses,--how you come by them.
+Autocracy is the word they use. And they say you put up a notice sudden
+like, without asking them, that there'd be two long shifts instead of
+three eight-hour ones. They're willing to work twelve hours on end, for
+the war, they say, but they'd want to be consulted.
+
+ASHER. What business is it of theirs?
+
+TIMOTHY. Well, it's them that has to do the hard work, sir. There was a
+meeting last night, I understand, with Rench and Hillman and a delegate
+come from Newcastle making speeches, the only way they'd get their
+rights would be for you to recognize the union.
+
+ASHER. I'll never recognize a union! I won't have any outsiders,
+meddlers and crooks dictating my business to me.
+
+TIMOTHY. I've been with you thirty years, come December, Mr. Pindar,
+and you've been a good employer to me. I don't hold with the unions--you
+know it well, sir, or you wouldn't be asking me advice. I'm telling you
+what they're saying.
+
+ASHER. I didn't mean to accuse you,--you've been a good and loyal
+employee--that's why I sent for you. Find out what their game is, and
+let me know.
+
+TIMOTHY. It's not a detective I am, Mr. Pindar. I'm a workman meself.
+That's another thing they're saying, that you'd pay detectives to go
+among them, like workingmen.
+
+ASHER (impatiently). I'm not asking you to be a detective,--I only want
+you to give me warning if we are to have a strike.
+
+TIMOTHY. I've warned you, sir,--if it's only for the sake of beating the
+Germans, the dirty devils.
+
+GEORGE (turning to BERT). Well, here's wishing you luck, Bert, and
+hoping we'll meet over there. I know how you feel,--you want to be in
+it, just as I do.
+
+ASHER (turning). Perhaps I said more than I meant to, Bert. I've got to
+turn out these machines in order that our soldiers may have shrapnel
+to fight with, and what with enlistments and the determination of
+unscrupulous workmen to take advantage of the situation, I'm pretty hard
+pressed. I can't very well spare steady young men like you, who have
+too much sense and too much patriotism to mix yourselves up with trouble
+makers. But I, too, can understand your feeling,--I'd like to be going
+myself. You might have consulted me, but your place will be ready for
+you when you come back.
+
+BERT. Thank you, sir. (He turns his hat over in his hands.) Maybe it
+would be fair to tell you, Mr. Pindar, that I've got a union card in my
+pocket.
+
+ASHER. You, Timothy Farrell's son!
+
+TIMOTHY. What's that? And never a word to me!
+
+BERT (to TIMOTHY). Why wouldn't I join the union? I took out the card
+this morning, when I see that that's the only way we'll get what's
+coming to us. We ain't got a chance against the employers without the
+union.
+
+TIMOTHY. God help me, to think my son would join the union,--and he
+going to be a soldier!
+
+BERT (glancing at GEORGE). I guess there'll be other union men in the
+trenches besides me.
+
+ASHER. Soldier or no soldier, I'll never employ any man again who's
+joined a union.
+
+GEORGE (perturbed). Hold on, dad!
+
+ASHER. I mean what I say, I don't care who he is.
+
+BERT (who retains his self-possession). Excuse me, Mr. Pindar, but I'd
+like to ask you a question--I've heard the men talking about this in
+the shops. You don't like it if we go off to--fight, but if we join the
+union you fire us, no matter how short-handed you are.
+
+ASHER. It's a principle with me,--I won't have any outside agency
+dictating to me.
+
+BERT. But if it came to recognizing the union, or shutting down?
+
+ASHER. I'd shut down tomorrow.
+
+   (GEORGE, who sees the point, makes a gesture as if about to
+   interrupt.)
+
+BERT. That's what I'm getting at, Mr. Pindar. You say you'd shut down
+for a principle, whether the government gets the machines or not.
+And the men say they'd join the union for a principle, whether the
+government gets the machines or not. It looks to me as if both was
+hindering the war for a principle, and the question is, which principle
+is it that agrees best with what we're fighting for?
+
+ASHER. No man joins a union for a principle, but for extortion. I can't
+discuss it,--I won't!
+
+BERT. I'm sorry, sir.
+
+   (He turns to go out, lower right.)
+
+GEORGE (overtaking him and grasping his hand). So long, Bert. I'll look
+you up, over there!
+
+BERT (gazing at him). All right, Mr. George.
+
+GEORGE. Goodbye, Timothy. Don't worry about the boy.
+
+TIMOTHY. It's proud I am to have him go. Mr. George,--but I can't think
+why he'd be joining the union, and never telling me.
+
+   (He stands for a moment troubled, glancing at ASHER, torn between
+   loyalty to his employer and affection for his son. Then he goes out
+   slowly, upper right. All the while DR. JONATHAN has stood in the
+   rear of the room, occasionally glancing at GEORGE. He now comes
+   forward, unobtrusively, yet withal impressively.)
+
+ASHER. I never expected to hear such talk from a son of Timothy
+Farrell,--a boy I thought was level-headed. (To DR. JONATHAN) What do
+you think of that? You heard it.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, he stated the issue, Asher.
+
+ASHER. The issue of what?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Of the new century.
+
+GEORGE. The issue of the new century
+
+ASHER. You're right, we've got to put these people down. After the war
+they'll come to heel,--we'll have a cheap labour market then.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Humanity has always been cheap, but we're spending it
+rather lavishly just now.
+
+ASHER, You mean that there will be a scarcity of labour? And that they
+can continue to blackmail us into paying these outrageous wages?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. When you pay a man wages, Asher, you own him,--until he is
+turned over to somebody else.
+
+ASHER (puzzled, a little suspicious for the first time). I own his
+labour, of course.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Then you own his body, and his soul. Perhaps he resents
+being regarded as a commodity.
+
+ASHER. What else is labour?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. How would you like to be a commodity?
+
+ASHER. I? I don't see what that has to do with it. These men have no
+consideration, no gratitude, after the way I've treated them.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Isn't that what they object to?
+
+ASHER. What?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. To being treated.
+
+ASHER. Object to kindness?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. To benevolence.
+
+ASHER. Well, what's the difference?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The difference between self-respect and dependence.
+
+ASHER. Are--are you a Socialist?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. NO, I'm a scientist.
+
+   (ASHER is standing staring at him when the MAID enters, lower
+   right.)
+
+MAID. Your long distance call to Washington, sir.
+
+ASHER. Very well.
+
+   (As he starts to go out he halts and looks at DR. JONATHAN again,
+   and then abruptly leaves the room, lower right, following the MAID.)
+
+GEORGE (who has been regarding DR. JONATHAN: after a moment's
+hesitation). You seem to think there's something to be said for the
+workman's attitude, Dr. Jonathan.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. What is his attitude, George?
+
+GEORGE. Well, you heard Bert just now. I thought he had poor old dad
+on the hip when he accused the employer of holding up the war, too. But
+after all, what labour is after is more money, isn't it? and they're
+taking advantage of a critical situation to get it. And when they get
+money, most of them blow it in on sprees.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. George, what are you going to France to fight for?
+
+GEORGE. Germany's insulted our flag, murdered our people on the high
+seas and wants to boss the world.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). The issue, then, is human freedom.
+
+GEORGE. Sure thing!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And you think every man and woman in this country is
+reasonably free?
+
+GEORGE. Every man can rise if he has the ability.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. What do you mean by rise?
+
+GEORGE. He can make money, set up for himself and be his own boss.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. In other words, he can become free.
+
+GEORGE (grinning). I suppose that's one way of putting it.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Money gives him freedom, doesn't it? Money gave you
+yours,--to go to school and college until you were twenty four, and get
+an education,--such as it was.
+
+GEORGE. Such as it was!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Money gave you the choice of engaging in an occupation
+in which you could take an interest and a pride, and enabled you
+occasionally to go on a spree, if you ever went on a spree, George.
+
+GEORGE. Once in awhile.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But this craving for amusement, for excitement and
+adventure isn't peculiar to you and me. Workingmen have it too,--and
+working girls.
+
+GEORGE. You're a wise guy, I guess.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Oh no,--not that! But I've found out that you and I are
+not so very different from Timothy Farrell and his children,--Bert and
+Jamesy and--Minnie.
+
+GEORGE (startled, and looking around to follow DR. JONATHAN'S glance
+toward the windows). What do you know about them?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Oh, nothing at first hand. But I can see why Bert's going
+to the war, and why Jamesy took to drink, and why Minnie left Foxon
+Falls.
+
+GEORGE. The deuce you can!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And so can you, George. When you get back from France you
+will know what you have been fighting for.
+
+GEORGE. And what's that?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Economic freedom, without which political freedom is a
+farce. Industrial democracy.
+
+GEORGE. Industrial democracy! Well, it wasn't included in my education
+at Harvard.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Our education begins, unfortunately, after we leave
+Harvard,--with Bert and Jamesy and Minnie. And here's Minnie, now!
+
+GEORGE (hastily). I'll beat it! Mother wants to talk to her.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (his hand on GEORGE'S arm). No,--wait.
+
+   (Enter, lower right, AUGUSTA, followed by MINNIE FARRELL. MINNIE,
+   AUGUSTA'S back being turned toward her, gives GEORGE a wink, which
+   he acknowledges, and then glances toward DR. JONATHAN. AUGUSTA,
+   with her knitting, seats herself in an armchair. Her attitude is
+   somewhat inquisitorial; her tone, as she addresses MINNIE, non-
+   committal. She is clearly offended by MINNIE'S poise and good-
+   natured self-assertion.)
+
+AUGUSTA. You remember Mr. Pindar, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE (demurely). Glad to meet you again, Mr. Pindar. I hear you're
+going off to the war. Well, that's great.
+
+GEORGE (squeezing her hand; she winces a little). Oh, yes,-I remember
+Minnie.
+
+AUGUSTA. And this is Dr. Jonathan Pindar.
+
+MINNIE (who has been eyeing DR. JONATHAN as a possible enemy; with
+reserve). Glad to meet you, I'm sure.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling at her as he takes her hand). The pleasure
+is--mutual.
+
+MINNIE (puzzled, but somewhat reassured). Glad to meet you.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I've come to live in Foxon Falls. I hope we'll be friends.
+
+MINNIE. I hope so. I'm going back to Newcastle this afternoon, there's
+nothing doing here.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Would you stay, if there were something doing?
+
+MINNIE. I--I don't know. What would I be doing here?
+
+AUGUSTA (disapprovingly, surveying, MINNIE'S costume). I don't think I
+should have recognized you, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE. City life agrees with me, Mrs. Pindar. But I needed a little
+rest cure, and I came to see what the village looked like.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. A sort of sentimental journey, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE (flashing a look at GEORGE, and another at DR. JONATHAN). Well,
+you might call it that. I get you.
+
+AUGUSTA. Minnie, what church do you attend in Newcastle?
+
+MINNIE. Well, I haven't got a seat in any particular church, Mrs.
+Pindar.
+
+AUGUSTA. I didn't expect you to go to the expense of getting a seat. I
+hope you delivered the letter our minister gave you to the minister of
+the First Church in Newcastle.
+
+MINNIE. No, I didn't, Mrs. Pindar, and that's the truth. I never went
+near a church.
+
+AUGUSTA (drily). It's a pity you ever went to Newcastle, I think.
+
+MINNIE. It's some town! Every time you ride into it you see a big sign,
+“Welcome to Newcastle, population one hundred and six thousand, and
+growing every day. Goodbye, and thank you!”
+
+AUGUSTA (knitting). You drive about in automobiles!
+
+MINNIE. Oh, sometimes I get a joy ride.
+
+AUGUSTA. It grieves me to hear you talk in this way. I knew you were
+pleasure loving, I thought I saw certain tendencies in you, yet you
+seemed to realize the grace of religion when you were in my Bible class.
+Your brother Jamesy took to drink--
+
+MINNIE. And I took to religion. You meant to be kind, Mrs. Pindar, and I
+thank you. But now I know why Jamesy took to drink--it was for the same
+reason I took to religion.
+
+AUGUSTA (scandalized). Minnie!
+
+MINNIE. We were both trying to be free, to escape.
+
+AUGUSTA. To escape? From what?
+
+MINNIE (with a gesture indicating futility). I guess it would be pretty
+hard to get it across to you, Mrs. Pindar. But I was working ten hours
+a day packing tools in your shops, and all you gave me when the whistle
+blew was--Jesus.
+
+   (A pause: GEORGE takes a step toward her.)
+
+Jamesy took to drink, and I took to Jesus. I'm not saying anything
+against Him. He had His life, but I wanted mine. Maybe He would have
+understood.
+
+   (Turning impulsively toward DR. JONATHAN.)
+
+I've got a hunch that you understand.
+
+AUGUSTA. Minnie, I can't let you talk about religion in this way in my
+presence.
+
+MINNIE. I'm sorry, Mrs. Pindar, I knew it wasn't no use to come and see
+you,--I told father so.
+
+AUGUSTA. I suppose, if you're determined to continue this life of--(she
+catches herself) I can't stop you.
+
+MINNIE (flaring up). What life? Don't worry about me, Mrs. Pindar,--I
+get twenty five dollars a week at the Shale Works making barb wire to
+trip up the Huns with,--enough to get nice clothes--(she glances down at
+her dress) and buy good food, and have a good time on the side.
+
+AUGUSTA (whose conceptions of what she believes to be MINNIE's kind are
+completely upset). You still work?
+
+MINNIE. Work! Sure I work. I wouldn't let any man get a strangle hold on
+me. And I don't kick at a little overtime, neither. I'm working for what
+he's going to fight for--(indicating GEORGE) it ain't for myself only,
+but for everybody that ain't been free, all over the world. (To
+DR. JONATHAN.) Ain't that right? (She does not wait for his nod of
+approval.) I was just saying this morning--(she looks toward GEORGE and
+catches herself)--I've been wishing all along I could do more--go as a
+nurse for some of the boys.
+
+AUGUSTA. A nurse!
+
+MINNIE (to DR. JONATHAN). If I was a man, I'd have been a doctor, like
+you. Sick people don't bother me, I give myself to 'em. Before mother
+died, when she was sick, she always said I'd ought to have been a nurse.
+(A pause.) Well, I guess I'll go along. The foreman only give me a
+couple of days off to see the old home town.
+
+GEORGE. Hold on, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE. What is it?
+
+GEORGE (to AUGUSTA). Minnie and I are old friends, mother.
+
+AUGUSTA. Old friends?
+
+GEORGE. Yes. I knew her--very well before she went away from Foxon
+Falls, and I went to Newcastle and took her out for a drive in my car.
+
+MINNIE (vehemently). No, you never.
+
+GEORGE. Why do you deny it?
+
+MINNIE. There's nothing to it.
+
+AUGUSTA (aghast). George!
+
+GEORGE. Well, it's true. I'm not ashamed of it, though Minnie appears to
+be.
+
+MINNIE (on the verge of tears). If you wasn't ashamed, why didn't you
+tell, her before? I'm not ashamed of it, neither. It was natural.
+
+AUGUSTA (after a pause, with a supreme effort to meet the situation).
+Well, I suppose men are different. But there's no excuse for you, after
+all I tried to do for you.
+
+MINNIE. Thank God men are different!
+
+   (AUGUSTA rises. The ball of wool drops to the floor again, and DR.
+   JONATHAN picks it up.)
+
+GEORGE. Mother, I'd like to tell you about it. You don't understand.
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm afraid I do understand, dear.
+
+   (As she leaves the room, with dignity, GEORGE glances appealingly at
+   DR. JONATHAN.)
+
+DR. JONATHAN (going up to MINNIE and taking her hand). Do you think
+you'd have time to drop in to see me, Minnie, before your train goes?
+
+MINNIE (gazing at him; after a moment). Sure! I guess I'd like to talk
+to you.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It's the little white house across the Common.
+
+MINNIE. Oh, I know, that's been shut up all these years.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And is open now again.
+
+   (He goes out, lower right, and there is a brief silence as the two
+   look after him.)
+
+MINNIE. Say, who is he?
+
+GEORGE. Why, he's a cousin of mine--
+
+MINNIE. I don't mean that. He's somebody, ain't he?
+
+GEORGE. By jingo, I'm beginning to think he is!
+
+   (They stand gazing at one another.)
+
+MINNIE (remembering her grievance: passionately). Now you've gone and
+done it--telling your mother we were friends.
+
+GEORGE. But we are--aren't we? You couldn't expect me to keep quiet,
+under the circumstances.
+
+MINNIE. She thinks I'm not fit to talk to you. Not that I care, except
+that I was fond of her, she's been good to me in her way, and I felt
+real bad when I went off to Newcastle with the letter to the minister I
+never laid eyes on. She'll believe--you know what she'll believe,--it'll
+trouble her. She's your mother, and you're going away. You might have
+kept still.
+
+GEORGE. I couldn't keep still. What would you have thought of me?
+
+MINNIE. It don't make any difference what I'd have thought of you.
+
+GEORGE. It makes a difference to me, and it makes some difference what I
+think of myself. I seem to be learning a good many things this morning.
+
+MINNIE. From him?
+
+GEORGE: You mean Dr. Jonathan?
+
+MINNIE. Yes.
+
+GEORGE (reflecting). I don't know. I'm learning them from you, from
+everybody.
+
+MINNIE. Maybe he put you wise.
+
+GEORGE. Well, I don't feel wise. And seeing you again this morning
+brought it all back to me.
+
+MINNIE. You were only fooling.
+
+GEORGE. I began that way,--I'll own up. But I told you I'd never met a
+girl like you, you're full of pep--courage--something I can't describe.
+I was crazy about you,--that's straight,--but I didn't realize it until
+you ran off, and then I went after you,--but it was no good! I don't
+claim to have been square with you, and I've been thinking--well, that
+I'm responsible.
+
+MINNIE. Responsible for what?
+
+GEORGE. Well-for your throwing yourself away down there at Newcastle.
+You're too good.
+
+MINNIE (with heat). Throwing myself away?
+
+GEORGE. Didn't you? Didn't you break loose?--have a good time?
+
+MINNIE. Why wouldn't I have a good time? That's what you were having,--a
+good time with me,--wasn't it? And say, did you ever stop to think what
+one day of a working girl's life was like?
+
+GEORGE. One day?
+
+MINNIE. With an alarm clock scaring you out of sweet dreams in the
+winter, while it's dark, and you get up and dress in the cold and heat
+a little coffee over a lamp and beat it for the factory,--and stand on
+your feet all morning, in a noise that would deafen you, feeding a thing
+you ain't got no interest in? It don't never need no rest! By eleven
+o'clock you think you're all in, that the morning'll never end, but at
+noon you get a twenty five cent feed that lasts you until about five in
+the afternoon,--and then you don't know which way the machine's headed.
+I've often thought of one of them cutters at Shale's as a sort of
+monster, watching you all day, waiting to get you when you're too tired
+to care. (Dreamily.) When it looks all blurred, and you want to put your
+hand in it.
+
+GEORGE. Good God, Minnie!
+
+MINNIE. And when the whistle blows at night all you have is your little
+hall bedroom in a rooming house that smells of stale smoke and cabbage.
+There's no place to go except the streets--but you've just got to go
+somewhere, to break loose and have a little fun,--even though you're so
+tired you want to throw yourself on the bed and cry.
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+Maybe it's because you're tired. When you're tired that way is when you
+want a good time most. It's funny, but it's so.
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+You ain't got no friends except a few girls with hall bedrooms like
+yourself, and if a chance comes along for a little excitement, you don't
+turn it down, I guess.
+
+GEORGE (after a pause). I never knew what your life was like.
+
+MINNIE. Why would you?--with friends, and everything you want, only to
+buy it? But since the war come on, I tell you, I ain't kicking, I can go
+to a movie or the theatre once in a while, and buy nice clothes, and I
+don't get so tired as I used to. I don't want nothing from anybody, I
+can take care of myself. It's money that makes you free.
+
+GEORGE. Money!
+
+MINNIE. When I looked into this room this morning and saw you standing
+here in your uniform, I says to myself, “He's changed.” Not that you
+wasn't kind and good natured and generous, George, but you didn't know.
+How could you? You'd never had a chance to learn anything!
+
+GEORGE (bitterly, yet smiling in spite of himself). That's so!
+
+MINNIE. I remember that first night I ran into you,--I was coming home
+from your shops, and you made love to me right off the bat! And after
+that we used to meet by the watering trough on the Lindon road. We were
+kids then. And it didn't make no difference how tired I was, I'd get
+over it as soon as I saw you. You were the live wire!
+
+GEORGE. Minnie, tell me, what made you come back to Foxon Falls today?
+
+   (He seizes her hand.)
+
+MINNIE (struggling). Don't, George,--don't go and be foolish again!
+
+   (The shop whistle blows. She pulls away from him and backs toward
+   the doorway, upper right.)
+
+There's the noon whistle! Goodbye, I'll be thinking of you, over there.
+
+GEORGE. I'll write to you. Will you write to me, Minnie?
+
+MINNIE (shaking her head). Don't lose any sleep about me. Good luck,
+George!
+
+   (She goes to the doorway, upper right, turns, kisses her hand to
+   GEORGE and disappears. He goes to the doorway and gazes after her;
+   presently he raises his hand and waves in answer to another signal,
+   and smiles. He remains there until MINNIE is out of sight, and then
+   is about to come back into the room when a man appears on the
+   sidewalk, seen through the windows. The man is PRAG. He is a gaunt
+   workman, with high cheek bones and a rather fanatical light in his
+   blue eyes. He stands motionless, gazing at the house.)
+
+GEORGE (calling). Do you want anything, Prag?
+
+PRAG. I joost come to look at your house, where you live. It is no harm,
+is it?
+
+GEORGE. None at all.
+
+   (PRAG continues to stare at the house, and GEORGE obeys a sudden
+   impulse.)
+
+Won't you come in, Prag?
+
+PRAG (looking fixedly at the house). No, I stay here.
+
+GEORGE. Come in a while,--don't be unsociable.
+
+   (PRAG crosses the lawn and enters, upper right. He surveys the room
+   curiously, defiantly, and then GEORGE in uniform, as he cones down
+   the stage.)
+
+You're not working today?
+
+PRAG (with bitter gloom). I lose my job, you don't hear? No, it is
+nothings to you, and you go away to fight for liberty,--ain't it?
+
+GEORGE. How did you lose your job?
+
+PRAG. The foreman come to me last night and says, “Prag I hear you
+belong to the union. You gets out.”
+
+GEORGE (after a moment's hesitation). But--there are plenty of other
+jobs these days. You can go down to the coast and get more than five
+dollars a day at a shipyard.
+
+PRAG. It is easy, yes, when you have a little home bought already, and
+mortgaged, and childrens who go to school here, and a wife a long time
+sick.
+
+GEORGE. I'm sorry. But weren't you getting along all right here, except
+your wife's illness? I don't want to be impertinent,--I recognize that
+it's your affair, but I'd like to know why you joined the union.
+
+PRAG. Why is it you join the army? To fight for somethings you would
+give your life for--not so? Und you are a soldier,--would you run away
+from your comrades to live safe and happy? No! That is like me. I lose
+my job, I go away from my wife and childrens, but it is not for me, it
+is for all, to get better things for all,--freedoms for all.
+
+GEORGE. Then--you think this isn't a free country.
+
+PRAG. When I sail up the harbour at New York twenty years ago and see
+that Liberty shining in the sun, I think so, yes. But now I know, for
+the workmens, she is like the Iron Woman of Nuremberg, with her spikes
+when she holds you in her arms. You call me a traitor, yes, when I say
+that.
+
+GEORGE. No--I want to understand.
+
+PRAG. I am born in Bavaria, but I am as good an American as any,--better
+than you, because I know what I fight for, what I suffer for. I am not
+afraid of the Junkers here,--I have spirits,--but the Germans at home
+have no spirits. You think you fight for freedoms, for democracy, but
+you fight for this! (He waves his hand to indicate the room.) If I had a
+million dollars, maybe I fight for it, too,--I don't know.
+
+GEORGE. So you think I'm going to fight for this--for money?
+
+PRAG. Are you going to fight for me, for the workmens and their
+childrens? No, you want to keep your money, to make more of it from your
+war contracts. It is for the capitalist system you fight.
+
+GEORGE. Come, now, capital has some rights.
+
+PRAG. I know this, that capital is power. What is the workmen's vote
+against it? against your newspapers and your system? America, she will
+not be free until your money power is broken. You don't like kings and
+emperors, no,--you say to us workmens, you are not patriots, you are
+traitors if you do not work and fight to win this war for democracy
+against kings. Are we fools that we should worry about kings? Kings will
+fall of themselves. Now you can put me in jail.
+
+GEORGE. I don't want to put you in jail, God knows! How would you manage
+it?
+
+PRAG. Why does not the employer say to his workmens, “This is our war,
+yours and mines. Here is my contract, here is my profits, we will have
+no secrets, we will work together and talk together and win the war
+together to make the world brighter for our childrens.” Und then we
+workmens say, “Yes, we will work night and day so hard as we can,
+because we are free mens.”
+
+   (A fanatical gleams comes into his eyes.)
+
+But your employer, he don't say that,--no. He says, “This is my
+contract, this is my shop, and if you join the unions to get your
+freedoms you cannot work with me, you are traitors!”
+
+   (He rises to a frenzy of exaltation.)
+
+After this there will be another war, and the capitalists will be swept
+away like the kings!
+
+   (He pauses; GEORGE is silent.)
+
+Und now I go away, and maybe my wife she die before I get to the
+shipyard at Newcastle.
+
+   (He goes slowly out, upper right, and GEORGE does not attempt to
+   stay him. Enter ASHER, lower right.)
+
+ASHER. I've just called up the Department in Washington and given them
+a piece of my mind--told 'em they'd have to conscript labour. Damn these
+unions, making all this trouble, and especially today, when you're going
+off. I haven't had a chance to talk to you. Well, you know that I'm
+proud of you, my boy. Your grandfather went off to the Civil War when he
+was just about your age.
+
+GEORGE. And he knew what he was going to fight for.
+
+ASHER. What?
+
+GEORGE. I thought I knew, this morning. Now I'm not so sure.
+
+ASHER. You say that, when Germany intended to come over here and crush
+us, when she got through with the Allies.
+
+GEORGE. No, it's not so simple as that, dad, it's bigger than that.
+
+ASHER. Who's been talking to you? Jonathan Pindar? I wish to God he'd
+never come to Foxon Falls! I might have known what his opinions would
+be, with his inheritance. (Reproachfully.) I didn't suppose you could be
+so easily influenced by sentimentalism, George, I'd hoped you'd got over
+that.
+
+GEORGE. Are you sure it's sentimentalism, dad? Dr. Jonathan didn't say
+much, but I'll admit he started me thinking. I've begun to realize a few
+things--
+
+ASHER. What things?
+
+GEORGE (glancing at the clock on the mantel). I haven't got time to tell
+you,--I'm afraid I couldn't make it clear, anyway,--it isn't clear in
+my own mind yet. But,--go slow with this labour business, dad, there's
+dynamite in it.
+
+ASHER. Dynamite?
+
+GEORGE. Human dynamite. They're full of it,--we're full of it, too, I
+guess. They're not so different from you and me, though I'll admit that
+many of them are ignorant, prejudiced and bitter. But this row isn't
+just the result of restlessness and discontent,--that's the smoke, but
+the fire's there, too. I've heard enough this morning to be convinced
+that they're struggling for something fundamental, that has to do with
+human progress,--the issue behind the war. It's obscured now, in the
+smoke. Now if that's so you can't ignore it, dad, you can't suppress it,
+the only thing to do is to sit down with them and try to understand it.
+If they've got a case, if the union has come to stay, recognize it and
+deal with it.
+
+ASHER. You--you, my son, are not advising me to recognize the union! To
+give our employees a voice in our private affairs!
+
+GEORGE (courageously). But is the war our private affair, dad? Hasn't it
+changed things already?
+
+   (ASHER makes a gesture of pain, of repudiation. GEORGE approaches
+   him appealingly.)
+
+Dad, you know how much we've always been to each other, I'd hate to have
+any misunderstanding between us,--especially today. I've always accepted
+your judgment. But I'm over twenty one, I'm going to fight this war,
+I've got to make up my own mind about it.
+
+ASHER (extending his arms and putting his hands on GEORGE'S shoulders).
+Something's upset you today, my boy,--you don't know what you're saying.
+When you get over there and take command of your men you'll see things
+in a truer proportion.
+
+GEORGE. No, I can't leave it this way, dad. I've come to feel this
+thing, it's got hold of me now, I shan't change. And I'll be thinking of
+it over there, all the time, if we don't talk it out.
+
+ASHER. For God's sake, George, don't speak of it again,--don't think of
+it! There's no sacrifice I wouldn't make for you, in reason, but you're
+asking me to go against my life-long convictions. As your father, I
+forbid you to entertain such ideas--(he breaks off, choking). Don't
+speak of them, don't think of them!
+
+   (TIMOTHY FARRELL Steps inside the doorway, upper right, followed by
+   BERT, and after a few moments by DR. JONATHAN.)
+
+TIMOTHY. Excuse me sir, but you asked me to be letting you know if I
+heard anything. There's a meeting called for tonight, and they'll
+strike on Monday morning. It's certain I am, from the way the men are
+talking,--unless ye'd agree to meet the committee this afternoon and
+come to an understanding like.
+
+ASHER. Let them strike. If they burned down the shops this afternoon,
+I wouldn't stop them! (He waves TIMOTHY Off.) My boy is leaving for
+France, and I'm going to New York with him.
+
+TIMOTHY (with a sudden flaring up of sympathy). It's meself has a boy
+going, too, Mr. Pindar. And maybe it's almost the last I'll be seeing of
+him, this noon hour. Just a word with ye, before it's too late, sir.
+
+ASHER (suppressing him). No, let them strike!
+
+   (He turns to hide his emotion and then rushes out of the door, lower
+   right. GEORGE and BERT come forward and stand with TIMOTHY, silent
+   after ASHER's dramatic exit; when TIMOTHY perceives DR. JONATHAN.)
+
+TIMOTHY. Did you see my Minnie, doctor? She went to your house.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I met her on the street just now, and left her with Mrs.
+Prag.
+
+GEORGE. Prag's wife! You've been to see her?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes. Her condition is serious. She needs a nurse, and
+Minnie volunteered.
+
+TIMOTHY. My Minnie, is it? Then she won't be going back to Newcastle.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (looking at GEORGE). She won't be going back to Newcastle.
+
+TIMOTHY. That's Minnie! (he turns to GEORGE). Well, goodbye, Mr.
+George,--I'll say God bless you again. (He looks at BERT.) You'll be
+fighting over there, the pair of you, for freedom. Have an eye on him,
+Sir, if you can,--give him some good advice.
+
+GEORGE (his hand on BERT'S shoulder). Bert can take care of himself, I
+guess. I'll be needing the advice!
+
+   (He shakes hands with TIMOTHY.)
+
+                 CURTAIN.
+
+
+
+
+ACT II
+
+SCENE:   A fairly large room in DR. JONATHAN's house in Foxon Falls, which
+   has been converted into a laboratory. The house antedates the
+   PINDAR mansion, having been built in the first decade of the
+   nineteenth century, and though not large, has a certain distinction
+   and charm. The room has a panelled wainscoting and a carved wooden
+   mantel, middle left, painted white, like the doors. Into the
+   fireplace is set a Franklin stove. The windows at the rear have
+   small panes; the lower sashes are raised; the tops of the hollyhocks
+   and foxgloves in the garden bed may be seen above the window sills,
+   and the apple trees beyond. Under the windows is a long table, on
+   which are chemical apparatus. A white enamelled sink is in the rear
+   right corner. The walls are whitewashed, the wooden floor bare. A
+   door, left, in the rear, leads into DR. JONATHAN'S office; another,
+   middle right, into a little front hall.
+
+TIME: A July morning, 1918.
+
+
+
+   MINNIE FARRELL, in the white costume worn by nurses and laboratory
+   workers, is at the bench, pouring liquid into a test tube and
+   holding its up to the light, when DR. JONATHAN enters from the
+   right.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Has anyone been in, Minnie?
+
+MINNIE (turning, with the test tube in her hand). Now, what a question
+to ask, Dr. Jonathan! Was there ever a morning or afternoon that
+somebody didn't stray in here with their troubles? (Fiercely.) They
+don't think a scientist has a real job,--they don't understand, if you
+put this across--(she holds up the test tube)--you'll save the lives of
+thousands of soldiers, and a few ordinary folks, too, I guess. But you
+won't let me tell anyone.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It will be time enough to tell them when we do put it
+across.
+
+MINNIE. But we're going to,--that is, you're going to.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. You're too modest, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE. Me modest! But what makes me sore is that they don't give you
+a chance to put this thing across. Dr. Senn's a back number, and if
+they're sick they come here and expect you to cure 'em for nothing.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But they can't complain if I don't cure them.
+
+MINNIE. And half the time they ain't sick at all,--they only imagine it.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, that's interesting too,--part of a doctor's
+business. It's pretty hard to tell in these days where the body ends and
+the soul begins.
+
+MINNIE. It looks like you're cutting out the minister, too. You'd ought
+to be getting his salary.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Then I'd have to do his job.
+
+MINNIE. I get you--you'd be paid to give 'em all the same brand of dope.
+You wouldn't be free.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. To experiment.
+
+MINNIE. You couldn't be a scientist. Say, every time I meet the minister
+I want to cry, he says to himself, “She ran away from Jesus and went to
+the bad. What right has she got to be happy?” And Mrs. Pindar's just
+the same. If you leave the straight and narrow path you can't never get
+back--they keep pushing you off.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (who has started to work at the bench). I've always had my
+doubts about your sins, Minnie.
+
+MINNIE. Oh, I was a sinner, all right, they'll never get that out of
+their craniums. But being a sinner isn't a patch on being a scientist!
+It's nearly a year now since you took me in. The time's flown! When
+I was in the Pindar Shops, and in the Wire Works at Newcastle I could
+always beat the other girls to the Main Street when the whistle blew,
+but now I'm sorry when night comes. I can't hardly wait to get back
+here--honest to God! Say, Dr. Jonathan, I've found out one thing,--it's
+being in the right place that keeps a man or a woman straight. If you're
+in the wrong place, all the religion in the world won't help you. If
+you're doing work you like, that you've got an interest in, and
+that's some use, you don't need religion (she pauses). Why, that's
+religion,--it ain't preaching and praying and reciting creeds, it's
+doing--it's fun. There's no reason why religion oughtn't to be fun, is
+there?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. None at all!
+
+MINNIE. Now, if we could get everybody in the right job, we wouldn't
+have any more wars, I guess.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The millennium always keeps a lap ahead--we never catch up
+with it.
+
+MINNIE. Well, I don't want to catch up with it. We wouldn't have
+anything more to do. Say, it's nearly eleven o'clock--would you believe
+it?--and I've been expecting Mr. Pindar to walk in here with the
+newspaper. I forgot he was in Washington.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. He was expected home this morning.
+
+MINNIE. What gets me is the way he hangs around here, too, like
+everybody else, and yet I've heard him call you a Socialist, and swear
+he hasn't any use for Socialists.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Perhaps he's trying to find out what a Socialist is.
+Nobody seems to know.
+
+MINNIE. He don't know, anyway. If it hadn't been for you, his shops
+would have been closed down last winter.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It looks as if they'd be closed down now, anyway.
+
+MINNIE (concerned, looking up). Is that so? Well, he won't recognize the
+union--he doesn't know what century he's living in. But he's human, all
+the same, and he's good to the people he's fond of, like my father,--and
+he sure loves George. He's got George's letters all wore out, reading
+them, to people. (A pause.) He don't know where George is, does he, Dr.
+Jonathan?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Somewhere in France.
+
+MINNIE. We spotted Bert because he's with the Marines, at that place
+where they put a crimp in the Huns the other day when they were going to
+walk into Paris.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Chateau-Thierry.
+
+MINNIE. I'll leave it to you. But say, Dr. Jonathan, things don't look
+good to me,--I'm scared we won't get enough of our boys over there
+before the deal's closed up. I've got so I don't want to look at a
+paper.
+
+   (A brief silence.)
+
+I never told you George wrote me a couple of letters, did I?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No, I'm quite sure you didn't.
+
+MINNIE. I never told nobody. His father and mother would be wild if they
+knew it. I didn't answer them--I just sent him two post cards with no
+writing on except the address--just pictures.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Pictures?
+
+MINNIE. One of the Pindar Church and the Other of the Pindar Shops. I
+guess he'll understand they were from me, all right. You see, when I ran
+away from the Pindar Shops and the Pindar Church--I always connect them
+together--I was stuck on George. That's why I ran away.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I see.
+
+MINNIE. Oh, I never let him know. I don't know why I told you--I had to
+tell somebody,--and you won't give me away.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. You may count on me.
+
+MINNIE. He didn't care nothing about me, really. But you can't help
+liking George. He's human, all right! If he was boss of the Pindar Shops
+there wouldn't be any strike.
+
+   (A knock at the door, right.)
+
+I wonder who's butting in now!
+
+   (She goes to the door and jerks it open.)
+
+   (A man's voice, without.) Good morning, Miss Farrell. Is the doctor
+   in?
+
+MINNIE. This is his busy day.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (going toward the door). Oh, it's you, Hillman. Come in.
+
+MINNIE. I guess I'll go for the mail.
+
+   (With a resigned expression she goes oust right as HILLMAN comes in,
+   followed by RENCH and FERSEN. They are the strike committee.
+   HILLMAN is a little man, with red hair and a stiff, bristling red
+   moustache. He holds himself erect, and walks on the balls of his
+   feet, quietly. RENCH is tall and thin, with a black moustache,
+   like a seal's. He has a loud, nasal voice, and an assertive manner.
+   FERSEN is a blond Swede.)
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN puts one or two objects in place on the bench. His
+   manner is casual but cordial, despite the portentous air of the
+   Committee.)
+
+   (The men, their hats in their hands, go toward the bench and inspect
+   the test tubes and apparatus.)
+
+RENCH (New England twang). Always manage to have something on hand when
+you ain't busy with the folks, doctor. It must be interestin' to fool
+with these here chemicals.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It keeps me out of mischief.
+
+HILLMAN. I guess you haven't much time to get into mischief.
+
+FERSEN. We don't like to bother you.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No bother, Fersen,--sit down. (He draws forward some
+chairs, and they sit down.) How is the baby?
+
+FERSEN. Oh, she is fine, now, since we keep her outside in the baby
+carriage, like you tell us.
+
+   (FERSEN grins, and immediately becomes serious again. A brief
+   silence.)
+
+HILLMAN (clearing his throat). The fact is, Dr. Jonathan, the boys have
+struck,--voted last night to walk out at noon today.
+
+FERSEN. We thought we tell you now. You been such a good friend to us
+and our families.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But isn't this rather sudden, with Mr. Pindar in
+Washington?
+
+RENCH. We couldn't wait no longer,--he's been standing us off for more
+than a year. When he comes back from Washington there'll be nothing
+doing. He's got to recognize the union or lose his contract.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. He may prefer to lose his contract.
+
+RENCH. Well, he can afford to. Then he can go to hell.
+
+HILLMAN. Hold on, Sam, that ain't no way to talk to the doctor!
+
+RENCH. I didn't mean no disrespect to him. He don't go 'round preachin',
+like some fellers I could mention, but actions is louder than words.
+Ain't that the reason we're here, because he sympathizes with us and
+thinks we're entitled to a little more of this freedom that's bein'
+handed 'round? We want you to help us, doctor.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It seems to me you've come a little late, Rench,--after
+the event.
+
+HILLMAN. Maybe if you'd said a word, they'd never have voted to strike.
+
+FERSEN. But you never said nothing, Doctor.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, when you get around to admitting doctors to your
+labour unions, perhaps they'll talk.
+
+HILLMAN. If all the doctors was like you!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Give 'em a chance, Hillman.
+
+HILLMAN. We don't have to explain to you why we want the union,--it's
+the only way we'll ever get a say about the conditions in which we work
+and live, now that the day of individual bargaining is gone by. You
+understand. Mr. Pindar raised our wages when we threatened to strike
+last fall, but he calculates to drop 'em again when the soldiers come
+home.
+
+FERSEN (nodding). Sure thing!
+
+HILLMAN. It's this way, doctor. We notice Mr. Pindar comin' in here to
+see you every day or so,--like the rest of Foxon Falls. And we thought
+you could make him see this thing straight, if any man could.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. So the shops will be idle.
+
+RENCH. Not a shaft'll turn over till he recognizes the union.
+
+HILLMAN. We don't want to do nothin' to obstruct the war, but we've got
+to have our rights.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Can you get your rights now, without obstructing the war?
+
+RENCH (aggressively). I get what you're driving at, doctor. You're
+going to say that we've just reached quantity production on these here
+machines, and if labour gets from under now, the Huns win. But tell me
+this,--where'll labour be if America wins and our Junkers (he pronounces
+the J) come out on top?--as they callate to.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). When a building with dry rot catches fire,
+Rench, can you put limit to how much of it will burn?
+
+RENCH (after a pause). Maybe not. I get you--but--
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No nation, no set of men in any nation can quench that
+fire or make the world that is coming out of this war. They may think
+they can, but they can't.
+
+HILLMAN. That's so!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Germany will be beaten, because it is the temper of the
+nation, the temper of the times--your temper. You don't want Germany to
+win, Rench?
+
+RENCH. No, I guess not.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And if you don't work here, you'll go off to work
+somewhere else.
+
+RENCH. Where they recognize the union.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. A good many of your friends have enlisted, haven't they?
+(RENCH nods.) And what do you suppose they are fighting for?
+
+RENCH. For the same thing as we want, a square deal.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And what do you think George Pindar is fighting for?
+
+RENCH. I ain't got nothing to say against him.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. If you close down the Pindar Shops, won't it mean that a
+few more of your friends will lose their lives? These men are fighting
+for something they don't yet understand, but when they come back they'll
+know more about it. Why not wait until George Pindar comes back?
+
+RENCH. He mayn't never come back.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Give him the opportunity.
+
+RENCH. I like George,--he's always been friendly--what we call a
+common man up here in New England--naturally democratic. But at bottom
+employers is all alike. What makes you think he won't take his ideas
+about labour from the old man?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Because he belongs to the generation that fights this war.
+
+HILLMAN (shuffling). It ain't no use, doctor. Unless you can bring Mr.
+Pindar 'round, the shops'll close down.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I can't, but something else can.
+
+HILLMAN. What?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Circumstances. No man can swim up stream very long in
+these days, Hillman. Wait a while, and see.
+
+RENCH (rising). We've voted to put this strike through, and by God,
+we'll do it.
+
+FERSEN (rising and shaking hands with DR. JONATHAN). It's fine weather,
+doctor.
+
+RENCH (bursting into a laugh). He's like the man who said, when Congress
+declared war, “It's a fine day for it!” It's a fine day for a strike!
+
+HILLMAN (who has risen, shaking hands with DR. JONATHAN). But you'll
+talk to Mr. Pindar, anyway?
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). Yes, I'll talk with him.
+
+   (Enter TIMOTHY FARRELL, right, in working clothes.)
+
+TIMOTHY. Good morning, doctor. (Surveying the committee.) So it's here
+ye are, after voting to walk out of the shops just when we're beginning
+to turn out the machines for the soldiers!
+
+RENCH. If we'd done right we'd have called the strike a year ago.
+
+TIMOTHY. Fine patriots ye are--as I'm sure the doctor is after telling
+you--to let the boys that's gone over there be murdered because ye must
+have your union!
+
+HILLMAN. If Mr. Pindar recognizes the union, Timothy, we'll go to work
+tomorrow.
+
+TIMOTHY. He recognize the union! He'll recognize the devil first! Even
+Dr. Jonathan, with all the persuasion he has, couldn't get Mr. Pindar to
+recognize the union. He'll close down the shops, and it's hunting a job
+I'll be, and I here going on thirty years.
+
+RENCH. If he closes the shops--what then? The blood of the soldiers'll
+be on his head, not ours. If there were fewer scabs in the country--
+
+HILLMAN. Hold on, Sam.
+
+TIMOTHY. A scab, is it? If I was the government do you know what I'd do
+with the likes of you--striking in war time? I'd send ye over there to
+fight the Huns with your bare fists. I'm a workman meself, but I don't
+hold with traitors.
+
+RENCH. Who's a traitor? It's you who are a traitor to your class. If a
+union card makes a man a traitor, your own son had one in his pocket the
+day he enlisted.
+
+TIMOTHY. A traitor, and he fighting for his country, while you'd be
+skulking here to make trouble for it!
+
+   (MINNIE appears on the threshold of the door, right. DR. JONATHAN,
+   who is the first to perceive from her expression that there is
+   something wrong, takes a step toward her. After a moment's silence
+   she comes up to TIMOTHY and lays a hand on his arm.)
+
+TIMOTHY (bewildered). What is it, Minnie?
+
+MINNIE. Come home, father.
+
+TIMOTHY. What is it? It's not a message ye have--it's not a message
+about Bert?
+
+   (MINNIE continues to gaze at him.)
+
+The one I'd be looking for these many days! (He seizes her.) Can't ye
+speak, girl? Is the boy dead?
+
+MINNIE. Yes, father.
+
+TIMOTHY (puts his hand to his forehead and lets fall his hat. DR.
+JONATHAN picks it up). Me boy! The dirty devils have killed him!
+
+MINNIE. Come, father, we'll go home.
+
+TIMOTHY. Home, is it? It's back to the shops I'm going. (To the
+committee) Damn ye--we'll run the shops in spite of ye! Where's me hat?
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN hands it to him as the committee file out in silence.)
+
+Come with me as far as the shops, Minnie. Thank you, doctor--(as DR.
+JONATHAN gives him the hat)--it's you I'll be wanting to see when I get
+me mind again.
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN goes with TIMOTHY and MINNIE as far as the door,
+   right, and then comes back thoughtfully to the bench, takes up a
+   test tube and holds it to the light. Presently ASHER PINDAR
+   appears in the doorway, right.)
+
+ASHER. Good morning, Jonathan.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Good morning, Asher. I didn't know you'd got back from
+Washington.
+
+ASHER. I came in on the mail train.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Have you been to the office?
+
+ASHER. No. I stopped at the house to speak to Augusta, and then--(he
+speaks a trifle apologetically)--well, I went for a little walk.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. A walk.
+
+ASHER. I've been turning something over in my mind. And the country
+looked so fine and fresh I crossed the covered bridge to the other side
+of the river. When George was a child I used to go over there with him
+on summer afternoons. He was such a companionable little shaver--he'd
+drop his toys when he'd see me coming home from the office. I can see
+him now, running along that road over there, stopping to pick funny
+little bouquets--the kind a child makes, you know--ox-eyed daisies and
+red clover and buttercups all mixed up together, and he'd carry them
+home and put them in a glass on the desk in my study.
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+It seems like yesterday! It's hard to realize that he's a grown man,
+fighting over there in the trenches, and that any moment I may get a
+telegram, or be called to the telephone--Have you seen today's paper?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No.
+
+ASHER. It looks like more bad news,--the Germans have started another
+one of those offensives. I was afraid they were getting ready for it.
+West of Verdun this time. And George may be in that sector, for all I
+know. How is this thing going to end, Jonathan? That damned military
+machine of theirs seems invincible--it keeps grinding on. Are we going
+to be able to stem the tide, or to help stem it with a lot of raw
+youths. They've only had a year's training.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Germany can't win, Asher.
+
+ASHER. What makes you say that? We started several years too late.
+
+Dr. JONATHAN. And Germany started several centuries too late.
+
+ASHER. My God, I hope you're right. I don't know.
+
+   (He walks once or twice up and down the room..)
+
+I've had another letter.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. This morning?
+
+ASHER. No--I got it before I left for Washington. But I didn't bring it
+in to you I wanted to think about it.
+
+   (He draws the letter, together with a folded paper, from his pocket,
+   and lays the paper down on the bench. Then he adjusts his glasses
+   and begins to read.)
+
+“Dear dad,
+
+“The sky is the colour of smeared charcoal. We haven't been in the
+trenches long enough to evolve web feet, so mine are resting on a duck
+board spread over a quagmire of pea soup. The Heinies are right here,
+soaking in another ditch beyond a barbed wire fence, about the distance
+of second base from the home plate. Such is modern war!
+
+“But these aren't the things that trouble me. Last night, when I was wet
+to the skin and listening to the shells--each singing its own song in
+the darkness--I was able to think with astonishing ease better than if
+I were sitting at a mahogany desk in a sound proof room! I was thinking
+over the talk we had the day I left home,--do you remember it?--about
+the real issue of this war. I've thought of it time and again, but I've
+never written you about it. Since I have been in France I have had a
+liberal education gathered from all sorts and conditions of men. Right
+here in the trench near me are a street car conductor, a haberdasher, a
+Swedish farm hand, a grocery clerk, a college professor, a Pole from the
+Chicago Stock Yards, an Irish American janitor of a New York apartment
+house, and Grierson from Cleveland, whose father has an income of
+something like a million a year. We have all decided that this is a
+war for the under dog, whether he comes from Belgium or Armenia or that
+so-called land of Democracy, the United States of America. The hope that
+spurs us on and makes us willing to endure these swinish surroundings
+and die here in the mud, if need be, is that the world will now be
+reorganized on some intelligent basis; that Grierson and I, if we get
+back, won't have to rot on a large income and petrified ideas, but will
+have some interesting and creative work to do. Economic inequalities
+must be reduced, and those who toil must be given a chance to live, not
+merely to exist. Their lives must include a little leisure, comfortable
+homes, art and beauty and above all an education that none of us,
+especially those of us who went to universities, never got,--but which
+now should be available for all.
+
+“The issue of this war is industrial democracy, without which political
+democracy is a farce. That sentence is Dr. Jonathan's. But when I was
+learning how to use the bayonet from a British sergeant in Picardy I
+met an English manufacturer from Northumberland. He is temporarily an
+officer. I know your opinion of theorists, but this man is working out
+the experiment with human chemicals. After all, the Constitution of
+the United States, now antiquated and revered, once existed only in the
+brains of French theorists! In the beginning was the Word, but the
+deed must follow. This Englishman, whose name is Wray, has given me the
+little pamphlet he wrote from his experience, and I shall send it to
+you.
+
+“Though I am writing this letter in what to me is a solemn and
+undoubtedly exalted hour, I am sure that my mind was never clearer
+or saner. Dad, I have set my heart on inaugurating an experiment in
+industrial democracy in Foxon Falls! I'd like to be able to think--if
+anything happened to me--that the Pindar shops were among the first
+in America to recognize that we are living in a new era and a changed
+world.”
+
+   (ASHER walks over to the bench and lays down the open letter on it.)
+
+If anything should happen to that boy, Jonathan, there wouldn't be
+anything in life left for me! Industrial democracy! So you put that into
+his head! Socialism, I suppose.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No, experimental science.
+
+ASHER. Call it what you like. What surprises me is, when I look back
+over the months you've been here, how well we've got along in spite of
+your views.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Why not say in spite of yours, Asher?
+
+ASHER (smiling involuntarily). Well, it's been a comfort to drop in here
+and talk to you, in spite of what you believe. You've got the gift of
+sympathy, Jonathan. But I don't approve of you're spending your time in
+this sort of work--(he waves a hand toward the bench)--which may never
+come to anything, and in doctoring people for nothing and patching up
+their troubles. I daresay you enjoy it, but what worries me is how you
+are going to live?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. By practising your cardinal virtue, thrift.
+
+ASHER. I've got a proposal to make to you part of a scheme I've been
+turning over in my mind for the last six months--and when George's
+letter came I decided to put it through. I went to New York and had
+Sterry, a corporation lawyer, draw it up. I'm going to prove I'm not a
+mossback. It will reorganize the Pindar Shops.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, that's good news.
+
+ASHER. First, with reference to your part in it, I shall establish a
+free hospital for my employees, and put you in charge of it, at a salary
+of five thousand a year. After all, you're the only Pindar left except
+George, and I'm satisfied that as a doctor you're up to the job, since
+you've driven Dr. Senn out of business.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Practical proof, Asher. Fortunately Dr. Senn has enough to
+live on.
+
+ASHER. In offering you this position I have only one stipulation to
+make--(he clears his throat)--it's about Minnie Farrell. I think the
+world of Timothy, I wouldn't willingly hurt his feelings, but I can't
+have Minnie with you in the hospital, Jonathan. You deserve a great
+deal of credit for what you've done for the girl, you've kept her out of
+mischief, but considering her past, her life at Newcastle--well, even if
+I approved of having her in the hospital Augusta would never hear of it.
+And then she had some sort of an affair with George--I daresay there was
+nothing wrong--
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Wrong is a question of code, Asher. We've all had
+pasts--What interests me is Minnie's future.
+
+ASHER. Of course you wouldn't decline my offer on Minnie's account.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. On my own account, Asher. We'll say no more about Minnie.
+
+ASHER. You refuse to help me, when I'm starting out on a liberal scheme
+which I thought you would be the first to endorse?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I have not refused to help you,--but you have not told me
+the scheme?
+
+ASHER. Well. (He' taps the paper in his hand.) For those employees who
+serve me faithfully I have arranged pensions.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. For those, in other words, who refrain from taking their
+destinies in their own hands, and who do as you wish.
+
+ASHER. For those who are industrious and make no trouble. And I have
+met the objection that they have no share in the enterprise by allowing
+them, on favourable terms, to acquire stock in the company.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I see. You will let them acquire half of the stock, in
+order that they may have an equal voice.
+
+ASHER. Equal? It's my company, isn't it?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. At present.
+
+ASHER. I supply the capital. Furthermore, I have arranged for a system
+of workmen's committees, which I recognize, and with which I will
+continually consult. That's democratic enough--isn't it? If the men have
+any grievances, these will be presented in an orderly manner through the
+committees.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And if you find the demands--reasonable, you grant them.
+
+ASHER. Certainly. But one thing I set my face against as a matter of
+principle, I won't recognize the unions.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But--who is to enforce the men's side of this contract?
+
+ASHER. What do you mean?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. What guarantee have they, other than a union organization,
+that you will keep faith?
+
+ASHER. My word.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Oh!
+
+ASHER. Never in my life have I regarded my possessions as my own. I am a
+trustee.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The sole trustee.
+
+ASHER. Under God.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And you have God's proxy. Well, it seems to me that that
+is a very delightful arrangement, Asher--William appears to approve of
+it, too.
+
+ASHER. William? William who?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. William Hohenzollern.
+
+ASHER. You compare me to the Kaiser!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Only in so far as you have in common a certain
+benevolence, Asher. Wouldn't your little plan, if your workmen accepted
+it, keep you in as a benevolent autocrat?
+
+ASHER. Me? an autocrat?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. You are preparing to give your men more privileges, and
+perhaps more money on the condition that they will renounce rights to
+which they are entitled as free men. You are ready to grant anything but
+a constitution. So is William.
+
+ASHER. Do you seriously suggest that I give labour a voice in my
+business?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Doesn't George suggest it, when he pleads for industrial
+democracy? He seems to think that he is ready to give his life for it.
+And Bert Farrell has already given his life for it.
+
+ASHER (agitatedly). What? Timothy's boy, Bert? Is he dead? Why didn't
+you tell me?
+
+DR. JONATHAN (gently). I've had no chance. Minnie and Timothy were here
+just before you came in.
+
+ASHER. Oh God, I'm sorry--I'm sorry for Timothy. It might have
+been--I'll go and see Timothy. Where is he?--at his house.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. No, at the shops. He wanted to keep working until they
+close down.
+
+ASHER (who has started for the door, right, turns). What do you mean?
+
+   (There is a knock at the door.)
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I mean that the moment has come, Asher, to remember
+George. That your opportunity is here--heed it.
+
+ASHER. I can't, I won't desert my principles
+
+   (The knock is repeated. DR. JONATHAN goes to the door and opens it.
+   Enter, in the order named, HILLMAN, RENCH and FERSEN.)
+
+HILLMAN. Beg your pardon, Mr. Pindar, we've been waiting for you at the
+office, and we heard you was here.
+
+ASHER ( facing them with a defiance almost leonine). Well, what is it?
+
+HILLMAN (glancing at DR. JONATHAN). There's a matter we'd like to talk
+over with you, Mr. Pindar, as soon as convenient.
+
+ASHER. This is as convenient as any time, right now.
+
+HILLMAN. The men voted to strike, last night. Maybe Dr. Jonathan has
+told you.
+
+ASHER. Voted to strike behind my back while I was in Washington
+attending to the nation's business!
+
+RENCH. It ain't as if this was anything new, Mr. Pindar, as if we hadn't
+been discussing this here difference for near a year. You've had your
+warning right along.
+
+ASHER. Didn't I raise your wages last January?
+
+HILLMAN. Wait a minute, Mr. Pindar. (He looks at DR. JONATHAN.)
+It oughtn't to be only what you say--what capital says. Collective
+bargaining is only right and fair, now that individual bargaining has
+gone by. We want to be able to talk to you as man to man,--that's only
+self-respecting on our part. All you've got to do is to say one word,
+that you'll recognize the union, and I'll guarantee there won't be any
+trouble.
+
+RENCH. If you don't, we walk out at noon.
+
+HILLMAN (with an attempt at conciliation). I know if we could sit down
+and talk this thing out with you, Mr. Pindar, you'd see it reasonable.
+
+ASHER. Reasonable? Treasonable, you mean,--to strike when the lives of
+hundreds of thousands of your fellow countrymen depend on your labour.
+
+RENCH. We ain't striking--you're striking!
+
+FERSEN (nodding). That's right!
+
+RENCH. We're ready to go back to work this afternoon if you treat us
+like Americans. (FERSEN nods.) You say we're obstructing the war by not
+giving in,--what's the matter with you giving in? Ain't the employers
+just as much traitors as we?
+
+HILLMAN. Hold on, Sam,--we won't get nowhere by calling names. Let's
+discuss it cool!
+
+ASHER. I refuse to discuss it.
+
+   (He takes the paper out of his docket and holds it up.)
+
+Do you see this paper? It's a plan I had made, of my own free will, for
+the betterment and advancement of the working class. It was inspired by
+the suggestion of my son, who is now fighting in France. I came back to
+Foxon Falls this morning happy in the hope that I was to do something
+to encourage what was good in labour--and how have I been met? With
+a demand, with a threat. I was a fool to think you could stand decent
+treatment!
+
+   (He seizes the paper, and tears it in two.)
+
+HILLMAN. Wait a minute, Mr. Pindar. If you won't listen to us, maybe Dr.
+Jonathan would say a word for us. He understands how we feel.
+
+ASHER (savagely tearing the paper in two, and then again in four).
+That's my answer! I won't have Dr. Pindar or anyone else interfering in
+my private affairs.
+
+RENCH. All right--I guess we're wasting time here, boys. We walk out and
+stay out. (Threateningly.) Not a shaft'll turn over in them shops until
+you recognize the union. And if that's treason, go back to Washington
+and tell 'em so. Come on boys!
+
+   (He walks out, followed by FERSEN, nodding, and lastly by HILLMAN,
+   who glances at DR. JONATHAN. ASHER stares hard at them as they
+   leave. Then an expression of something like agony crosses his
+   face.)
+
+ASHER. My God, it's come! My shops shut down, for the first time in my
+life, and when the government relies on me!
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN stoops down and picks up the fragments of the document
+   from the floor.)
+
+What are you doing?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Trying to save the pieces, Asher.
+
+ASHER. I've got no use for them now.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But history may have.
+
+ASHER. History. History will brand these men with shame for all time.
+I'll fix 'em! I'll go back to Washington, and if the government has
+any backbone, if it's still American, they'll go to work or fight!
+(Pointedly.) This is what comes of your Utopian dreams, of your
+socialism!
+
+   (A POLAK WOMAN is seen standing in the doorway, right.)
+
+WOMAN. Doctor!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes.
+
+WOMAN. My baby is seek--I think maybe you come and see him. Mrs.
+Ladislaw she tell me you cure her little boy, and that maybe you come,
+if I ask you.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes, I'll come. What is your name?
+
+WOMAN. Sasenoshky.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Your husband is in the shops?
+
+WOMAN. He was, doctor. Now he is in the American army.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Sasenoshky--in the American army.
+
+WOMAN (proudly). Yes, he is good American now,--he fight to make them
+free in the old country, too.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, we'll have a look at the baby. He may be in the
+White House some day--President Sasenoshky! I'll be back, Asher.
+
+   (The noon whistle blows.)
+
+ASHER. That's the signal! I'll get along, too.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Where are you going?
+
+ASHER. I guess it doesn't make much difference where I go.
+
+   (He walks out, followed by DR. JONATHAN and the WOMAN. The room is
+   empty for a moment, and then MINNIE FARRELL enters through the
+   opposite door, left, from DR. JONATHAN'S office. She gazes around
+   the room, and then goes resolutely to the bench and takes up several
+   test tubes in turn, holding theme to the light. Suddenly her eye
+   falls on GEORGE'S letter, which ASHER has left open on the bench
+   with the envelope beside it. MINNIE Slowly reaches out and picks it
+   up, and then holds it to her lips... She still has the letter
+   in her hand, gazing at it, when AUGUSTA PINDAR enters, right.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Oh, I thought Mr. Pindar was here!
+
+MINNIE. Perhaps he's been here--I don't know. I just came in. (She
+hesitates a second, then goes to the bench and lays the letter down.)
+
+AUGUSTA. He must have been here,--he told me he was coming to talk with
+Dr. Pindar.
+
+   (She approaches the bench and glances at the letter.)
+
+Isn't that a letter from my son?
+
+MINNIE (a little defiantly, yet almost in tears). I guess it is.
+
+AUGUSTA. It was written to you?
+
+MINNIE. No.
+
+AUGUSTA. Then what were you doing with it?
+
+MINNIE. I just--picked it up. You think I was reading it? Well, I
+wouldn't.
+
+AUGUSTA. Then how did you know it was written by my son?
+
+   (MINNIE is silent.)
+
+You must be familiar with his handwriting. I think I'd better take it.
+(She folds it up and puts it in the envelope.) Does George write to you?
+
+MINNIE. I've had letters from him.
+
+AUGUSTA. Since he went to France?
+
+MINNIE. Yes.
+
+AUGUSTA (after a pause). I've never approved of Dr. Findar employing
+you here. I warned him against you--I told him that you would betray his
+kindness as you betrayed mine, but he wouldn't listen to me. I told him
+that a girl who was capable of drawing my son into an intrigue while
+she was a member of the church and of my Bible class, a girl who had the
+career you had in Newcastle, couldn't become a decent and trustworthy
+woman. The very fact that you had the audacity to come back to Foxon
+Falls and impose on Dr. Pindar's simplicity, proves it.
+
+MINNIE. You know all about me, Mrs. Pindar.
+
+AUGUSTA. I wasn't born yesterday.
+
+MINNIE. Oh, ladies like you, Christian ladies, are hard! They won't
+believe nothing good of anybody--only the bad. You've always been
+sheltered, you've always had everything you'd want, and you come and
+judge us working girls. You'd drive me out of the only real happiness
+I ever had, being here with a man like Dr. Jonathan, doing work it's
+a pleasure to do--a pleasure every minute!--work that may do good to
+thousands of people, to the soldiers over there--maybe to George, for
+all you know! (She burst into tears.) You can't understand--how could
+you? After all, you're his mother. I oughtn't to forget it.
+
+AUGUSTA. Yes, I'm his mother. And you? You haven't given up the idea
+that he may marry you some day, if you stay here and pretend to have
+reformed. You write to him. George may have been foolish, but he isn't
+as foolish as that!
+
+MINNIE. He doesn't care about me.
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm glad you realize it. But you mean to stay here in Foxon
+Falls, nevertheless. You take advantage of Dr. Pindar, who is easily
+imposed upon, as his father was before him. But if I told you that you
+might harm Dr. Pindar by staying here, interfere with his career, would
+you be willing to leave?
+
+MINNIE. Me? Me doing Dr. Jonathan harm?
+
+AUGUSTA, Yes. I happen to know that he has very little money. He makes
+none, he never asks anyone for a bill. He spends what he has on this
+kind of thing--research, for the benefit of humanity, as he thinks,--but
+very little research work succeeds, and even then it doesn't pay.
+
+MINNIE. He doesn't care about money.
+
+AUGUSTA. Perhaps not. He is one of those impractical persons who have to
+be looked out for, if they are fortunate enough to have anyone to look
+out for them. Since he is a cousin of my husband, Mr. Pindar considers
+him as one of his many responsibilities. Mr. Pindar has always had, in
+a practical way, the welfare of his working people at heart, and now he
+proposes to establish a free hospital for them and to put Dr. Pindar
+in charge of it. This will give him a good living as well as a definite
+standing in the community, which he needs also.
+
+MINNIE. He's the biggest man in Foxon Falls today!
+
+AUGUSTA. That is as one thinks. At any rate, he has this opportunity.
+Are you going to stand in the way of it?
+
+MINNIE. Me stand in the way of it?
+
+AUGUSTA. If Dr. Pindar accepts the place, you can't go with him,--you
+will have to find some other position. Mr. Pindar is firm about that,
+and rightly so. But I believe Dr. Pindar would be quite capable of
+refusing rather than inconvenience anyone with whom he is connected.
+
+MINNIE. You're right there!
+
+AUGUSTA. He's quixotic.
+
+MINNIE. If that's a compliment, you're right again.
+
+AUGUSTA. It isn't exactly a compliment.
+
+MINNIE. I guess you mean he's queer--but you're wrong--you're wrong!
+He's the only man in Foxon Falls who knows what kind of a world we're
+going to live in from now on. Why? Because he's a scientist, because
+he's trained himself to think straight, because he understands people
+like you and people like me. He don't blame us for what we do--he knows
+why we do it.
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+That's the reason I try not to blame you for being hard--you can't
+understand a girl like me. You can't understand George.
+
+AUGUSTA (white). We'll leave my son out of the conversation, if
+you please. We were talking of Dr. Pindar. You seem to have some
+consideration for him, at least.
+
+MINNIE. I'd go to the electric chair for him!
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm not asking you to do that.
+
+MINNIE. You want me to go away and get another place. I remember a
+lesson you gave us one day in Bible class, “Judge not, that you be not
+judged,”--that was what you talked about. But you're judging me on what
+you think is my record,--and you'd warn people against hiring me. If
+everybody was a Christian like that these days, I'd starve or go on the
+street.
+
+AUGUSTA. We have to pay for what we do.
+
+MINNIE. And you make it your business to see that we pay.
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+Well, I'll go. I didn't know how poor Dr. Jonathan was,--he never said
+anything about it to me. I'll disappear.
+
+AUGUSTA. You have some good in you.
+
+MINNIE. Don't begin talking to me about good!
+
+   (TIMOTHY FARRELL enters, right.)
+
+TIMOTHY. Good morning, ma'am. (Looking at MINNIE and AUGUSTA). I came to
+fetch Minnie to pass an hour with me.
+
+AUGUSTA (agitated and taken aback). Were--were having a little talk.
+(She goes up to TIMOTHY.) I'm distressed to hear about Bert!
+
+TIMOTHY. Thank you for your sympathy, ma'am.
+
+   (A brief silence. Enter ASHER, right.)
+
+ASHER (surveying the group). You here, Augusta? (He goes up to TIMOTHY
+and presses his hand.) I wanted to see you, Timothy,--I understand how
+you feel. We both gave our sons in this war. You've lost yours, and I
+expect to lose mine.
+
+AUGUSTA. Asher!
+
+TIMOTHY. Don't say that, Mr. Pindar
+
+ASHER. Why not? What right have I to believe, after what has happened in
+my shops today, that he'll come back?
+
+TIMOTHY. God forbid that he should be lost, too! There's trouble
+enough--sorrow enough--
+
+ASHER. Sorrow enough! But if a man has one friend left, Timothy, it's
+something.
+
+TIMOTHY (surprised). Sure, I hope it's a friend I am, sir,--a friend
+this thirty years.
+
+ASHER. We're both old fashioned, Timothy,--we can't help that.
+
+TIMOTHY. I'm old fashioned enough to want to be working. And now that
+the strike's on, whatever will I do? Well, Bert is after giving his life
+for human liberty,--the only thing a great-hearted country like America
+would be fighting for. There's some comfort in that! I think of him as
+a little boy, like when he'd be carrying me dinner pail to the shops at
+noon, runnin' and leppin' and callin' out to me, and he only that high!
+
+ASHER. As a little boy!
+
+TIMOTHY. Yes, sir, it's when I like to think of him best. There's a
+great comfort in childher, and when they grow up we lose them anyway.
+But it's fair beset I'll be now, with nothing to do but think of him.
+
+ASHER. You can thank these scoundrels who are making this labour trouble
+for that.
+
+TIMOTHY. Scoundrels, is it? Scoundrels is a hard word, Mr. Pindar.
+
+ASHER. What else are they? Scoundrels and traitors! Don't tell me that
+you've gone over to them, Timothy--that you've deserted me, too! That
+you sympathize with these agitators who incite class against class!
+
+TIMOTHY. I've heard some of them saying, sir, that if the unions gain
+what they're after, there'll be no classes at all at all. And classes is
+what some of us didn't expect to find in this country, but freedom.
+
+ASHER. Freedom! They're headed for anarchy. And they haven't an ounce of
+patriotism.
+
+TIMOTHY (meaningly). Don't say that, sir. Me own boy is after dying over
+there, and plenty have gone out of your own shops, as ye can see for
+yourself every time you pass under the office door with some of the
+stars in the flag turning to gold. And those who stays at home and works
+through the night is patriots, too. The unions may be no better than
+they should be, but the working man isn't wanting anyone to tell him
+whether he'd be joining them or not.
+
+ASHER. I never expected to hear you talk like this!
+
+TIMOTHY. Nor I, sir. But it's the sons, Mr. Pindar,--the childher that
+changes us. I've been thinking this morning that Bert had a union
+card in his pocket when he went away,--and if he died for that kind
+of liberty, it's good enough for his old father to live for. I see how
+wicked it was to be old fashioned.
+
+ASHER. Wicked?
+
+TIMOTHY. Isn't it the old fashioned nation we're fighting, with its
+kings and emperors and generals that would crush the life and freedom
+out of them that need life. And why wouldn't the men have the right to
+organize, sir, the way that they'd have a word to say about what they'd
+be doing?
+
+ASHER. You--you ask me to sacrifice my principles and yield to men who
+are deliberately obstructing the war?
+
+TIMOTHY. Often times principles is nothing but pride, sir. And it might
+be yourself that's obstructing the war, when with a simple word from you
+they'd go on working.
+
+ASHER (agitatedly). I can't, I won't recognize a labour union!
+
+TIMOTHY. Have patience, sir. I know ye've a kind heart, and that ye've
+always acted according to your light, the same as me. But there's more
+light now, sir,--it's shining through the darkness, brighter than the
+flashes of the cannon over there. In the moulding room just now it seems
+to break all around me, and me crying like a child because the boy was
+gone. There was things I hadn't seen before or if I saw them, it was
+only dim-like, to trouble me (ASHER turns away) the same as you are
+troubled now. And to think it's me that would pity you, Mr. Pindar! I
+says to myself, I'll talk to him. I ain't got no learning, I can't find
+the words I'm after--but maybe I can persuade him it ain't the same
+world we're living in.
+
+ASHER. I was ready to recognize that. Before they came to me this
+morning I had made a plan to reorganize the shops, to grant many
+privileges.
+
+TIMOTHY. You'll excuse me, sir, but it's what they don't want,--anyone
+to be granting them privileges, but to stand on their own feet, the same
+as you. I never rightly understood until just now,--and that because I
+was always looking up, while you'd be looking down, and seeing nothing
+but the bent backs of them. It's inside we must be looking, sir,--and
+God made us all the same, you and me, and Mr. George and my son Bert,
+and the Polak and his wife and childher. It's the strike in every one of
+us, sir,--and half the time we'd not know why we're striking!
+
+ASHER. You're right there, Timothy
+
+TIMOTHY. But that makes no difference, sir. It's what we can't be
+reasoning, but the nature in us all--
+
+   (He flings his arm toward the open windows.)
+--like the flowers and the trees in the doctor's garden groping to the
+light of the sun. Maybe the one'll die for lack of the proper soil, and
+many is cruelly trampled on, but the rest'll be growing, and none to
+stop 'em.
+
+ASHER (pacing to the end of the room, and turning). No, I won't listen
+to it! You--you ask me to yield to them, when you have lost your son,
+when they're willing to sacrifice--to murder my son on the field of
+battle?
+
+   (He pauses and looks toward the doorway, right. DR. JONATHAN
+   standing there, holding in his hand a yellow envelope. ASHER
+   starts forward.)
+
+A telegram? For me?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes, Asher.
+
+   (After giving it to ASHER, DR. JONATHAN takes his stand beside
+   MINNIE, who is at the back of the room, near the bench. He lays a
+   hand on her arm. ASHER tears open the envelope and stares at the
+   telegram, his hands trembling.)
+
+ASHER (exclaiming, in a half whisper). George!
+
+AUGUSTA. Oh Asher, not--not--!
+
+   (She reaches for the telegram. He gives it to her. She reads.)
+“Captain George Pindar severely wounded, condition critical.”
+
+TIMOTHY. Please God he'll be spared to ye!
+
+                 CURTAIN.
+
+
+
+
+ACT III
+
+SCENE: Same as in Act I, the library of ASHER PINDAR'S house.
+
+TIME:   The following day, early afternoon. A storm is raging, with wind
+   and rain and occasional bright flashes of lightning and heavy peals
+   of thunder. ASHER is pacing up and down the room, folding and
+   unfolding his hands behind his back, when AUGUSTA enters, lower
+   right, her knitting in her hand. There is a flash and a peal of
+   thunder.
+
+AUGUSTA. Oh! Asher, did you know that the elm at the end of the Common
+was struck just now?--that splendid old landmark!
+
+ASHER. All the old landmarks are being struck down, one after another.
+
+AUGUSTA (going up to him and putting her hand on his arm). I've been
+so nervous all day. Do be careful how you go about during this strike.
+Those sullen and angry groups of men on the street this morning--
+
+ASHER. Oh, they wouldn't dare touch me. If we only had a state
+constabulary we'd soon break that sort of thing up. But the Legislature
+trembles whenever a labour leader opens his mouth.
+
+AUGUSTA (sitting down and taking up her knitting). If only I could be of
+some help to you! But it's always been so.
+
+ASHER. You've been a good wife, Augusta!
+
+AUGUSTA. I don't know. I've kept your house, I've seen that you were
+well fed, but I've been thinking lately how little that is for a
+woman--for a human being.
+
+ASHER (surprised). Why, Augusta! I can't remember the time when you
+haven't been busy. You've taken an active part in church work and looked
+out for the people of the village.
+
+AUGUSTA. Yes, and what has it all amounted to? The poor are ungrateful,
+they won't go near the church, and today they're buying pianos. Soon
+there won't be any poor to help.
+
+ASHER. That's so. We'll be the paupers, if this sort of thing keeps on.
+
+AUGUSTA. I've tried to do my duty as a Christian woman, but the world
+has no use, apparently, for Christians in these times. And whenever you
+have any really serious trouble, I seem to be the last person you take
+into your confidence.
+
+ASHER. I don't worry you with business matters.
+
+AUGUSTA. Because you do not regard me as your intellectual equal.
+
+ASHER. A woman has her sphere. You have always filled it admirably.
+
+AUGUSTA. “Adorn” is the word, I believe.
+
+ASHER. To hear you talk, one would think you'd been contaminated by
+Jonathan. You, of all people!
+
+AUGUSTA. There seems to be no place for a woman like me in these
+days,--I don't recognize the world I'm living in.
+
+ASHER. You didn't sleep a wink last night, thinking of George.
+
+AUGUSTA. I've given up all hope of ever seeing him again alive.
+
+   (Enter DR. JONATHAN, lower right. His calmness is in contrast to
+   the storm, and to the mental states of ASHER and AUGUSTA.)
+
+Why, Jonathan, what are you doing out in this storm?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I came to see you, Augusta.
+
+AUGUSTA (knitting, trying to hide her perturbation at his appearance).
+Did you? You might have waited until the worst was over. You still have
+to be careful of your health, you know.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (sitting down). There are other things more important than
+my health. No later news about George, I suppose.
+
+ASHER. Yes. I got another telegram early this morning saying that he is
+on his way home on a transport.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. On his way home!
+
+ASHER. If he lives to arrive. I'll show you the wire. Apparently they
+can't make anything out of his condition, but think it's shell shock.
+This storm has been raging along the coast ever since nine o'clock, the
+wires are down, but I did manage to telephone to New York and get hold
+of Frye, the shell-shock specialist. In case George should land today,
+he'll meet him.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Frye is a good man.
+
+ASHER. George is hit by a shell and almost killed nearly a month ago,
+and not a word do I hear of it until I get that message in your house
+yesterday! Then comes this other telegram this morning. What's to be
+said about a government capable of such inefficiency? Of course the
+chances of his landing today are small, but I can't leave for New York
+until tonight because that same government sends a labour investigator
+here to pry into my affairs, and make a preliminary report. They're
+going to decide whether or not I shall keep my property or hand it over
+to them! And whom do they send? Not a business man, who's had practical
+experience with labour, but a professor out of some university,--a
+theorist!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Awkward people, these professors. But what would you do
+about it, Asher? Wall up the universities?
+
+ASHER. Their trustees, who are business men, should forbid professors
+meddling in government and politics. This fellow had the impudence to
+tell me to my face that my own workmen, whom I am paying, aren't working
+for me. I'm only supposed to be supplying the capital. We talk about
+Germany being an autocracy it's nothing to what this country has become!
+
+DR. JONATHAN (smiling). An autocracy of professors instead of business
+men. Well, every dog has his day. And George is coming home.
+
+ASHER. And what is there left to hand over to him if he lives? What
+future has the Pindar Shops,--which I have spent my life to build up?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. If George lives, as we hope, you need not worry about the
+future of the Pindar Shops, I think.
+
+AUGUSTA. If God will only spare him!
+
+ASHER. I guess I've about got to the point where I don't believe that a
+God exists.
+
+   (A flash and a loud peal of thunder.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Asher
+
+ASHER. Then let Him strike me!
+
+   (He hurries abruptly out of the door, left.)
+
+AUGUSTA (after a silence). During all the years of our married life, he
+has never said such a thing as that. Asher an atheist!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. So was Job, Augusta,--for a while.
+
+AUGUSTA (avoiding DR. JONATHAN'S glance, and beginning to knit). You
+wanted to speak to me, Jonathan?
+
+   (The MAID enters, lower right.)
+
+MAID. Timothy Farrell, ma'am.
+
+   (Exit maid, enter TIMOTHY FARRELL.)
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm afraid Mr. Pindar can't see you just now, Timothy.
+
+TIMOTHY. It's you I've come to see, ma'am, if you'll bear with me,--who
+once took an interest in Minnie.
+
+AUGUSTA. It is true that I once took an interest in her, Timothy, but
+I'm afraid I have lost it. I dislike to say this to you, her father, but
+it's so.
+
+TIMOTHY. Don't be hard on her, Mrs. Pindar. She may have been wild-like
+in Newcastle, but since she was back here to work for the doctor she's
+been a good girl, and that happy I wouldn't know her, and a comfort to
+me in me old age,--what with Bert gone, and Jamesy taken to drink! And
+now she's run away and left me alone entirely, with the shops closed,
+and no work to do.
+
+AUGUSTA (knitting). She's left Foxon Falls?
+
+TIMOTHY (breaking down for a moment). When I woke up this morning I
+found a letter beside me bed--I'm not to worry, she says and I know
+how fond of me she was--be the care she took of me. She's been keeping
+company with no young man--that I know. If she wasn't working with the
+doctor on that discovery she'd be home with me.
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm sorry for you, Timothy, but I don't see what I can do.
+
+TIMOTHY. I minded that you were talking to her yesterday in the
+lab'rat'ry, before the telegram came about Mr. George.
+
+AUGUSTA. Well?
+
+TIMOTHY. It was just a hope, ma'am, catching at a straw-like.
+
+AUGUSTA (tightening her lips). I repeat that I'm sorry for you, Timothy.
+I have no idea where she has gone.
+
+TIMOTHY (looking at her fixedly. She pauses in her knitting and returns
+his look). Very well, ma'am--there's no need of my bothering you. You've
+heard nothing more of Mr. George?
+
+AUGUSTA (with sudden tears). They're sending him home.
+
+TIMOTHY. And now that ye're getting him back, ma'am, ye might think with
+a little more charity of her that belongs to me--the only one I'd have
+left.
+
+   (TIMOTHY goes out, lower right. AUGUSTA is blinded by tears. She
+   lets fall her ball of wool. DR. JONATHAN picks it up.)
+
+AUGUSTA. I try to be fair in my judgments, and true to my convictions,
+but what Minnie has done cannot be condoned.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (sitting down beside AUGUSTA) And what has Minnie done,
+Augusta?
+
+AUGUSTA. You ask me that? I try hard to give you credit, Jonathan, for
+not knowing the ways of the world--but it's always been difficult to
+believe that Minnie Farrell had become well--a bad woman.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. A bad woman. I gather, then, that you don't believe in the
+Christian doctrines of repentance and regeneration.
+
+AUGUSTA (bridling). The leopard doesn't change his spots. And has she
+shown any sign of repentance? Has she come to me and asked my pardon for
+the way in which she treated me? Has she gone to church and asked God's
+forgiveness? But I know you are an agnostic, Jonathan,--it grieves me. I
+couldn't expect you to see the necessity of that.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. If it hadn't been for Minnie, I shouldn't have been
+able to achieve a discovery that may prove of value to our suffering
+soldiers, as well as to injured operatives in factories. In spite of the
+news of her brother's death, Minnie worked all afternoon and evening.
+It was midnight when we made the successful test, after eight months of
+experiment.
+
+AUGUSTA. I hope the discovery may be valuable. It seems to me that there
+is too much science in these days and too little religion. I've never
+denied that the girl is clever.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But you would deny her the opportunity to make something
+of her cleverness because in your opinion; she has broken the Seventh
+Commandment. Is that it?
+
+AUGUSTA. I can't listen to you when you talk in this way.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But you listen every Sunday to Moses--if it was
+Moses?--when he talks in this way. You have made up your mind, haven't
+you, that Minnie has broken the Commandment?
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm not a fool, Jonathan.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. You are what is called a good woman. Have you proof that
+Minnie is what you would call a bad one?
+
+AUGUSTA. Has she ever denied it? And you heard her when she stood up in
+this room and spoke of her life in Newcastle.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. But no court of law would convict her on that.
+
+AUGUSTA. And she had an affair with George. Oh, I can't talk about it!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'm afraid that George will wish to talk about it, when he
+comes back.
+
+AUGUSTA, She's been corresponding with George--scheming behind my back.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Are you sure of that?
+
+AUGUSTA. She confessed to me that she had had letters from him.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And that she'd written letters in return?
+
+AUGUSTA. What right have you to catechize me, Jonathan?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The same right, Augusta, that you have to catechize
+Minnie. Only I wish to discover the truth, and apparently you do not.
+She left me a letter, too, in which she said, “Don't try to find me--I
+wouldn't come back if you did. Mrs. Pindar was right about me, after
+all--I had to break loose again.” Now, Augusta, I'd like to know what
+you make of that?
+
+AUGUSTA. It's pretty plain, isn't it?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. If the girl were really “bad,” as you insist, would she
+say a thing like that?
+
+AUGUSTA. I'm afraid I'm not an authority on Minnie's kind.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Well, I am. The only motive which could have induced her
+to leave my laboratory and Foxon Falls--her father--is what you would
+call a Christian motive.
+
+AUGUSTA. What do you mean?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. An unselfish motive. She went because she thought she
+could help someone by going.
+
+AUGUSTA. Why--do you discuss this with me?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Because I've come to the conclusion that you know
+something about Minnie's departure, Augusta.
+
+AUGUSTA (again on the verge of tears). Well, then, I do. I am
+responsible for her going--I'm not ashamed of it. Her remaining here was
+an affront to all right thinking people. I appealed to her, and she had
+the decency to leave.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Decency is a mild word to apply to her sacrifice.
+
+AUGUSTA. I suppose, with your extraordinary radical views, you mean that
+she might have remained here and married George. One never can predict
+the harm that a woman of that kind can do.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (rising). The harm that a bad woman can do, Augusta,
+is sometimes exceeded only by the harm a good woman can do. You are
+unfortunately steeped in a religion which lacks the faith in humanity
+that should be its foundation. The girl has just given you the strongest
+proof of an inherent goodness, and you choose to call her bad. But if
+you will not listen to Moses and the prophets, how will you listen to
+Christ?
+
+AUGUSTA. Jonathan! Where are you going?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. To find Minnie Farrell and bring her back to Foxon Falls.
+
+   (He goes out, lower right. AUGUSTA sits for a while, motionless,
+   and then makes an attempt to go on with her knitting. A man's face
+   is seen pressed against the glass of the middle window. AUGUSTA
+   does not perceive him. He disappears, the glass door, upper right,
+   opens slowly and PRAG enters! His clothes are wet, he is unshaven,
+   he is gaunt and ill, and his eyed gleans. He leaves the door open
+   behind him. Once inside the room, he halts and stares at AUGUSTA,
+   who gathers up her knitting and rises. She does not lack courage.)
+
+AUGUSTA. What do you want?
+
+PRAG. I come to see Mr. Pindar.
+
+AUGUSTA. The proper place to see Mr. Pindar is in his office. What do
+you mean by forcing your way into this house?
+
+PRAG (advancing). I have no right here--it is too fine for me, yes?
+
+   (Through the window the figure of a woman is seen running across the
+   lawn, and a moment later MINNIE FARRELL comes in through the open
+   doorway, upper right. She is breathless and somewhat wet.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Minnie!
+
+PRAG (turning and confronting MINNIE). So! You come back to Foxon Falls,
+too!
+
+MINNIE. You guessed it.
+
+PRAG. You follow me?
+
+MINNIE. But you're some sprinter! (She seizes him by the arm.) Come on,
+Prag,--you haven't got any business here, and you know it.
+
+PRAG (stubbornly). I come to see Mr. Pindar. I vill see him!
+
+AUGUSTA. He isn't home.
+
+PRAG. Then I vait for him.
+
+MINNIE (glancing toward the study door, where she suspects ASHER is). No
+you don't, either! You come along with me.
+
+   (She pulls him, and he resists. They begin to struggle. AUGUSTA
+   cries out and runs to MINNIE's assistance.)
+
+Keep away, Mrs. Pindar. If Mr. Pindar's home, find him and tell him not
+to come in here. This man's crazy.
+
+PRAG (struggling with MINNIE). Crazy, is it? What is it to you--what
+I do with Mr. Pindar. He is also your enemy--the enemy of all
+work-peoples.
+
+   (AUGUSTA, after a second's indecision, turns and runs toward the
+   door, left, that leads into ASHER's study. MINNIE tries to push
+   PRAG toward the doorway, upper right, but she is no match for the
+   nervous strength he is able to summon up in his fanatical frenzy.
+   Just as AUGUSTA reaches the study door, it is flung open and ASHER
+   appears.)
+
+ASHER. What's the matter?
+
+   (Then he sees MINNIE and PRAG struggling and strides toward them.
+   AUGUSTA tries to prevent him reaching them. PRAG wrenches himself
+   free from MINNIE and draws a pistol front his pocket. MINNIE flings
+   herself between him and ASHER, who momentarily halts, too astonished
+   to act.)
+
+PRAG (to MINNIE). Get avay! He kill my wife, he drive me out of my
+home--he will not have the unions. I shoot him! Get oudt!
+
+ASHER. Stand aside, Minnie, I'll take care of him.
+
+   (AUGUSTA cries out. ASHER advances, seizes MINNIE by the shoulder
+   and thrusts her aside. PRAG has the pistol levelled at him.)
+
+PRAG. Recognize the unions, or I shoot!
+
+ASHER. Lower that pistol! Do you think you can intimidate me?
+
+PRAG. They can hang me,--I die for freedoms!
+
+   (He is apparently about to pull the trigger, but he does not. His
+   eyes are drawn away from ASHER, toward the doorway, lower right,
+   where DR. JONATHAN is seen standing, gazing at him. Gradually his
+   arm drops to his side, and DR. JONATHAN goes up to him and takes the
+   pistol from his hand. PRAG breaks down, sobbing violently.)
+
+It is no good! I can't--now.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (his hand on PRAG'S shoulder). Come with me, Prag, to my
+house.
+
+   (He leads PRAG, shaken by sobs, out of the doorway, upper right,
+   and they are seen through the windows crossing the lawn and
+   disappearing.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Oh, Asher!
+
+   (She goes up to him and puts her hand on his arm, and then turns to
+   MINNIE.)
+
+You saved him
+
+MINNIE. Dr. Jonathan saved him. He'd save everybody, if they'd let him.
+Ever since he took care of Prag's wife, when she died, he's got him
+hypnotized.
+
+ASHER. You've done a brave thing, Minnie. I shan't forget it.
+
+MINNIE. I want you to forget it. I wouldn't like to see anybody hurt.
+
+AUGUSTA. But--how did you happen to be here--in Foxon Falls?
+
+MINNIE. Oh, I didn't mean to come back. I'm going away again.
+
+AUGUSTA. I have no right to ask you to go away, now.
+
+ASHER. What's this? Did you ask Minnie to leave Foxon Falls?
+
+AUGUSTA. Asher, I'd like to talk with Minnie, if you don't mind.
+
+ASHER (glancing at the two women). Well, I shan't forget what you've
+done, Minnie.
+
+   (He goes out, lower right.)
+
+MINNIE (who is on the verge of losing her self-control). I didn't come
+back to Foxon Falls to talk to you again, Mrs. Pindar. I'm sorry, but
+I've got to go.
+
+AUGUSTA. Where?
+
+MINNIE. You didn't care yesterday--why should you care today?
+
+AUGUSTA (with an effort). I ought to tell you that Dr. Pindar has
+declined Mr. Pindar's offer.
+
+MINNIE. He isn't going to take charge of the hospital?
+
+AUGUSTA. No.
+
+MINNIE. But if he's so poor, how's he going to live? He can't afford to
+hire me to help him.
+
+AUGUSTA. I don't know. Dr. Pindar was about to leave in search of you.
+
+MINNIE. I was afraid of that--when he ought to be going to New York to
+test the discovery at the hospitals there. He meant to.
+
+AUGUSTA. You must see him.
+
+MINNIE. Oh, I'll see him now. That was what hurt me most, lying to him
+about why I was leaving--letting him think I was sick of working with
+him.
+
+AUGUSTA. Minnie, I'm willing to say that I was mistaken about you. You
+may have been unwise, but you never did anything wrong. Isn't it so?
+
+MINNIE. Why do you think that now? What changed you? Just because
+I might have helped to keep Mr. Pindar from being shot by a crazy
+man--that didn't change you, did it?
+
+AUGUSTA. I was mistaken!
+
+MINNIE. If you thought I was bad yesterday, I'm bad today.
+
+AUGUSTA. A bad woman couldn't have done what you did just now.
+
+MINNIE. Don't you believe it, Mrs. Pindar. I knew a woman in
+Newcastle--but there's no use going into that, I guess. There's worse
+kinds of badness than what you call bad.
+
+AUGUSTA. I--I can't discuss it. But I want to be just. I'm convinced
+that I did you a wrong--and I'm sorry. Won't you believe me?
+
+MINNIE. But you'll never forgive me--even if I hadn't done what you
+thought--on account of what happened with George.
+
+AUGUSTA. I--I'll try.
+
+MINNIE. No, don't try--forgiveness doesn't come that way, Mrs. Pindar.
+(With sudden acuteness.) It was on account of George, not Dr. Jonathan,
+that you wanted to get me out of Foxon Falls.
+
+AUGUSTA. I repeat--I shouldn't have asked you to go. Isn't that enough?
+
+MINNIE. I told you not to worry about me and George. I ran away from him
+once--I guess I won't have to do it again.
+
+AUGUSTA. You--you ran away from him?
+
+MINNIE. From the church, too, and from the Bible class and from you,
+and from the shops. But I'm free now, there isn't any danger of my going
+wrong,--I know what I can do, I've learned my job--Dr. Jonathan's taught
+me. You needn't have me on your conscience, either. I'll go across
+and see if I can help Dr. Jonathan take care of that poor wreck, Prag.
+Life's been too tough for him--
+
+AUGUSTA (starting forward to detain her). Wait a moment, Minnie,--tell
+me how you happened to come back, to be here so--providentially.
+
+MINNIE. There wasn't anything providential about it. I took the six
+o'clock train to Newcastle this morning. Not that I had any notion of
+staying there. I ran into Prag at the station. I nursed his wife, you
+know--and he started in to tell me how he was coming up to Foxon Falls
+to shoot Mr. Pindar because he'd closed down the works rather than
+recognize the union. I knew that Prag was just about crazy enough to do
+it, because I've heard Dr. Jonathan talk about the mental disease he's
+got. That was about ten, and the train for Foxon Falls was leaving in a
+few minutes. I ran into the booth to phone Dr. Jonathan, but the storm
+had begun down there, and I couldn't get a connection. So I caught the
+train, and when it pulled in here I saw Pray jump out of the smoking car
+and start to run. I couldn't run as fast as he could, and I'd only got
+to the other side of the Common when I saw him walk into the house.
+
+AUGUSTA (after a pause). Minnie, you'll stay here now? Your father needs
+you--I--I should never forgive myself if you left.
+
+MINNIE. Tell me, Mrs. Pindar,--have you heard anything more from George?
+
+AUGUSTA (hesitating). Yes--Mr. Pindar got a telegram this morning.
+
+MINNIE. He's coming home! When will he get here?
+
+AUGUSTA. I--don't know. Oh, I'm afraid he may never get here--alive.
+
+MINNIE. Don't say that! George will live--he's got to live.
+
+AUGUSTA (gazing, at her). What makes you think so?
+
+MINNIE. Because he's needed so in the world--in Foxon Falls.
+
+   (She starts for the doorway, upper right.)
+
+AUGUSTA. You're not going?
+
+MINNIE. I couldn't stay here--now.
+
+AUGUSTA. Why--why not?
+
+MINNIE (in tears). I should think you'd know why not!
+
+AUGUSTA. You mean--you care--you care that much?
+
+MINNIE. I'm going.
+
+   (She turns to leave the room when the sound of an automobile is
+   heard without, the brakes going on, etc. MINNIE, who has got as far
+   as the doorway, upper right halts and stares.)
+
+AUGUSTA (excitedly). What is it?
+
+MINNIE. An automobile. Oh, Mrs. Pindar--it's him--it's George!
+
+   (She draws back from the doorway, her hands clasped.)
+
+AUGUSTA. George! (She hurries toward the doorway, speaking as she goes.)
+Where is he?
+
+Why doesn't he come in?
+
+MINNIE (staring out). He can't. Oh, I'll get Dr. Jonathan!
+
+   (She is speaking as AUGUSTA goes out.)
+
+   (Mingling with other voices, ASHER's resonant and commanding voice
+   is heard.)
+
+ASHER (without). Bring him in through the library--it's easier for you,
+George.
+
+   (MINNIE who obviously cannot now escape through the doorway, upper
+   right, without GEORGE seeing her, after a second's resolution dashes
+   across the room and out of the door, lower right. A moment later
+   GEORGE is brought in through the doorway, upper right, leaning
+   heavily on Dr. FRYE, a capable looking man, whose well fitting
+   business suit and general appearance indicate a prosperous city
+   practice. GEORGE is in uniform. He is much thinner, and his face
+   betrays acute suffering. His left arm hangs helpless at his side.)
+
+   (ASHER and AUGUSTA follow, ASHER with a look of pain which has been
+   increased by an incident which occurred at the automobile, where
+   GEORGE refused to allow ASHER to help support him.)
+
+   (GEORGE gets a little way into the room when he stops, sways a
+   little, and spasmodically puts his hand to his heart. ASHER, in a
+   frenzy of anxiety, again approaches to help him, but GEORGE repulses
+   him.)
+
+GEORGE (protesting with what strength he has, as if in fear). N--no,
+dad, I'd rather not--I--I can get along.
+
+   (ASHER halts and gazes at him mutely, and then looks at AUGUSTA.)
+
+DR. FRYE. You'd better sit down here a minute and rest, Captain Pindar.
+
+   (ASHER starts to pull up an armchair, but AUGUSTA looks at him and
+   shakes her head, and pulls it up herself. GEORGE sinks into the
+   chair, leans back his head and closes his eyes. AUGUSTA hovers over
+   him, smoothing his hair.)
+
+AUGUSTA. Is there nothing we can do, Dr. Frye? A little brandy--?
+
+Dr. FRYE (who is evidently trying to hide his own concern by a show of
+professional self-confidence), I think I'd wait a few moments.
+
+GEORGE (murmuring). I--I'll be all right, mother
+
+   (DR. FRYE stands gazing down at him a few seconds and then comes
+   forward into the room to join ASHER.)
+
+ASHER. For God's sake tell me what it is, doctor! Why did you leave New
+York with him when he was in this condition? Was it because?
+
+Dr. FRYE (speaking more rapidly than is his wont). He was surprisingly
+well, considering everything, when we left New York, and the army
+medical men advised taking him home. I thought an automobile better than
+a slow train. I tried to telephone you, but the storm--
+
+ASHER. I know.
+
+Dr. FRYE. I sent you a wire.
+
+ASHER. I didn't get it.
+
+DR. FRYE. It was impossible to get a good nurse on account of the
+influenza epidemic. In fact, I didn't think he needed one--but I thought
+you'd feel more comfortable if I came. He seemed extraordinary well,
+even cheerful until we got right into Foxon Falls. We were passing your
+shops, and a big crowd of men were there, making a noise, shouting at a
+speaker. Is there a strike on here?
+
+ASHER. Yes. You say he got like this when he saw the crowd?
+
+DR. FRYE (indicating GEORGE). As you see. He fell back on the cushions
+as though he'd been hit--it all happened in a second. I have the history
+of the case from the army people--he had an attack something like this
+abroad.
+
+ASHER. Did you notice how he avoided me?
+
+DR. FRYE (with reluctance). That may not be anything. It's his heart, at
+present,--and yet I'm convinced that this is a case for a psychologist
+as well as for a medical man. I confess I'm puzzled, and as soon as we
+can get a connection with New York I want to summon Barnwell.
+
+ASHER. I'll see if I can get a wire through.
+
+DR. FRYE. Telephone Plaza 4632.
+
+   (ASHER hurries out, lower right. Dr. FRYE returns to GEORGE to take
+   his pulse when DR. JONATHAN enters, upper right. He crosses the
+   room directly to GEORGE and stands looking down at him.)
+
+AUGUSTA (who is a little behind GEORGE'S chair, gives DR. JONATHAN an
+agonized glance, which she transfers to Dr. FRYE when he drops GEORGE'S
+wrist). George! George, dear!
+
+   (DR. FRYE is silent Then ASHER reenters.)
+
+ASHER (in a low tone, to Dr. FRYE). They think they can get New York
+within half an hour.
+
+   (DR. FRYE nods. His attention is now fixed upon DR. JONATHAN, whose
+   gaze is still focussed on GEORGE. ASHER and AUGUSTA now begin to
+   look at DR. JONATHAN. Gradually, as though by the compulsion of DR.
+   JONATHAN'S regard; GEORGE slowly opens his eyes.)
+
+GEORGE (stammering). Dr. Jonathan!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'm here, George.
+
+GEORGE. Is there-is there a strike in the shops?
+
+   (DR. JONATHAN glances at ASHER.)
+
+ASHER (hesitating, speaking with difficulty). Don't worry about that
+now, George.
+
+GEORGE. Why--why are they striking?
+
+ASHER. I'll tell you all about it later--when you feel better.
+
+GEORGE (feebly, yet insistent). I--I want to know.
+
+ASHER. We can't talk about it now, my boy--later.
+
+GEORGE. Did--did you get my letter--the letter in which I begged you--
+
+ASHER. Yes, yes--I'll explain it all tomorrow.
+
+GEORGE. I--I may not be here--tomorrow. You didn't do what--I asked?
+It's--so simple--when you've thought about it--when you've fought for
+it.
+
+ASHER. I--I had a plan, George. We'll go over it
+
+   (He approaches GEORGE.)
+
+GEORGE (shrinking). No--no!
+
+   (ASHER recoils. MINNIE FARRELL appears, upper right, from the
+   direction of the Common. She carries a phial, a dropper and some
+   water in a glass. Seeing the group gathered about GEORGE, she
+   hesitates, but DR. JONATHAN motions her to come forward.)
+
+W--who is that? Minnie?
+
+   (GEORGE makes an attempt to sit up, but his head falls back and his
+   eyes close again. Then DR. JONATHAN lays his hand on Dr. FRYE's
+   arm, as though to draw him aside.)
+
+Dr. FRYE. Is this Dr. Jonathan Pindar? I wondered if you were a
+relation--(he glances at ASHER)--but I wasn't looking for you in Foxon
+Falls. If you have something to suggest--?
+
+DR. JONATHAN ( taking the phial and the dropper from MINNIE). With your
+permission. In any case it can do no harm.
+
+DR. FRYE. By all means: If I had realized you were here--!
+
+   (ASHER looks on in astonishment. DR. JONATHAN measures out a few
+   drops of the liquid from the phial into the glass of water, which
+   MINNIE holds.)
+
+DR. JONATHAN. George, will you take this?
+
+   (He holds the glass while GEORGE drinks. To Dr. FRYE:)
+
+There's a lounge in Mr. Pindar's study.
+
+(To AUGUSTA:) Get a blanket.
+
+   (AUGUSTA goes toward the door, lower right, while MINNIE Starts to
+   retire.)
+
+We'll need you, Minnie.
+
+   (He hands MINNIE the glass, dropper and phial. The two physicians
+   pick GEORGE up and carry him out, left, followed by MINNIE. ASHER
+   goes a little way and then halts with a despairing gesture. AUGUSTA
+   having gone for the blanket, ASHER is left alone, pacing, until she
+   returns.)
+
+AUGUSTA (going through the room from right to left, with the blanket).
+Ah, Asher!
+
+   (ASHER begins pacing again, when Dr. FRYE reenters from the left.)
+
+ASHER. Is there--is there any hope?
+
+DR. FRYE (his hand on ASHER'S sleeve). I can tell you more when I
+have had a chance to talk with Dr. Pindar. This seems to be one of his
+cases--but I confess, when I mentioned Barnwell, I didn't think of him.
+The situation came so suddenly. And in spite of his name being yours, I
+didn't expect to find him here.
+
+ASHER. Then you know of Jonathan?
+
+DR. FRYE. I didn't know of him until I read the book which he published
+about a year ago. When I was in Baltimore in March, I asked for him at
+Johns Hopkins's, and they told me that he had gone to New England for
+his health. Extraordinary to meet him here--and today!
+
+ASHER. What book? He's never spoken to me of any book.
+
+DR. FRYE. On the Physical Effects of Mental Crises. There has been a
+good deal of controversy about it in the profession, but I'm one of
+those who believe that the physician must seek to cure, not only
+the body, but the soul. We make a guess--though he's published no
+religion--the true scientist is the minister of the future.
+
+ASHER. I never realized that Jonathan--!
+
+DR. FRYE (smiling a little). No prophet is without honour save in his
+own country.
+
+ASHER. What has he given George?
+
+DR. FRYE. I can't tell you exactly, but I can make a guess--though he's
+published no account of his recent experiments.
+
+   (As DR. JONATHAN reenters from the left.)
+
+He will undoubtedly tell you himself. (Exit Dr. FRYE, left.)
+
+ASHER. Will he live?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'll be frank with you, Asher,--I don't know. All we can
+do is to wait.
+
+ASHER. I call God to witness there's nothing I wouldn't do, no sacrifice
+I wouldn't make, if that boy could be saved!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Remember that, Asher.
+
+ASHER. Remember what?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. If his life is saved, you will be called upon to make a
+sacrifice, to do your part.
+
+ASHER. My part?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Yes. What I have given him--the medicine--is only half the
+battle--should it succeed. My laboratory experiments were only completed
+last night.
+
+ASHER. This is what you have been working on?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It happens to be. But I have had no chance to test
+it--except on animals. I meant to have gone to a war hospital in New
+York today. If it works, then we shall have to try the rest of the
+experiment,--your half of it.
+
+ASHER. What's that?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. You probably noticed that George avoided you.
+
+ASHER. It's more than I can bear. You know what we've been to each
+other. If he should die--feeling that way--!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. George hasn't lost his affection for you; if it were so,
+we shouldn't have that symptom. I will tell you, briefly, my theory of
+the case. But first let me say, in justice to Frye, that he was in no
+position to know certain facts that give the clue to George's condition
+the mental history.
+
+ASHER. I don't understand.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The day he left home, for France, certain things happened
+to him to arouse his sympathy with what we call working people, their
+lives and aspirations. As you know, George has a very human side,--he
+loves his fellow men. He'd never thought of these things before. He went
+with them, naturally, to you, and I infer that you suppressed him!
+
+ASHER. I told him I couldn't discuss certain aspects. His emotional
+state troubled me,--he was going away, and I imagined he would get over
+it.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. He didn't get over it. It was an emotional crisis. He left
+home with a conflict in his mind,--a conflict between his affection for
+you and that which he had suddenly come to see was right. I mean, right
+for today, for the year and hour in which we are living. This question
+of the emancipation of labour began a hundred years ago, with the
+introduction of machinery and the rise of modern industry, and in this
+war it has come to a head. Well, as the time approached for George to
+risk his life for his new beliefs, his mental conflict deepened. He
+talked with other young men who believed they were fighting for the same
+cause. And then--it must have been shortly before he was wounded--he
+wrote you that appeal.
+
+ASHER. The letter I read to you!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. The fact that in his own home, in the shops which bore his
+name, no attempt had been made to meet the new issues for which he was
+going into battle, weighed upon him. Then came the shell that
+shattered his body. But the probabilities are that he was struck down,
+unconscious, at the very moment when the conflict in his mind was most
+acute. He was thinking of you, of the difference you and he had had,
+he was lonely, he was afraid for the bravest men feel fear. To him the
+bursting of the shell was the bursting of the conflict within him. I
+won't go into the professional side of the matter, the influence of
+the mental state on the physical--but after the wound healed, whenever
+anything occurred to remind him of the conflict,--a letter from you,
+the sight of the strikers this afternoon at the shops, meeting you once
+more, a repetition came of what happened when the shell struck him.
+Certain glands fail in their functions, the heart threatens to stop and
+put an end to life. If my theory is correct, what I have given him may
+tide over that danger, but only on one condition can he continue to live
+and become a useful member of society.
+
+ASHER. What condition?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. That the mental conflict, the real cause of the trouble,
+he resolved. The time has come, Asher, when you must make your choice
+between your convictions and your son.
+
+ASHER. Speak out.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I mean that you must be prepared to tell George, if he
+recovers, that you have abandoned your attitude toward the workmen, that
+you are willing to recognize their union, settle the strike, and go even
+further than in their ignorance they ask. You must try the experiment
+in the democratization of industry on which George's heart is set.
+Otherwise I will not answer for his sanity, I cannot even give you the
+hope that he will live.
+
+ASHER. I never heard of a mental conflict producing such a state!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Remember, you have said that you will make any sacrifice
+to save George's life.
+
+ASHER (turning on DR. JONATHAN). You're not trying to play on my--my
+superstition,--at a time like this!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. I'm not dealing with superstition, Asher, but with
+science. If George revives, he will wish to talk with you.
+
+ASHER. When?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Probably this evening--or never. I ask you the
+question--will you yield your convictions?
+
+   (ASHER bows his head. DR. JONATHAN gazes at him for a moment,
+   compassionately.)
+
+I'll go back to him now. I think he'd better be moved to his room, and
+put to bed.
+
+   (Exit DR. JONATHAN, left. For a minute ASHER remains alone, and
+   then DR. JONATHAN and Dr. FRYE reappear, carrying GEORGE. The
+   blanket is flung over his knees, and he seems lifeless. They are
+   followed by MINNIE, carrying the phial and the glass, and by
+   AUGUSTA. They cross the room and go out, lower right. ASHER walks
+   behind them as far as the door, hesitates, and then goes out.)
+
+
+   (THE CURTAIN falls and remains down a minute to indicate a lapse of
+   three hours. When it rises again night has come, the lamps are
+   lighted and the window curtains drawn. ASHER and AUGUSTA are
+   discovered standing together. ASHER has a black, leather covered
+   book in his hand, with one finger in the place where he has been
+   reading. Both show the effects of a strain.)
+
+AUGUSTA (who has been speaking). And when we took him upstairs, I was
+sure he was going to die--it seemed to me as if nothing could save him.
+He's been sitting up and talking to us--of course he's pale and weak
+and wasted, but in spite of that, Asher, he seems to have a strength, a
+force that he didn't have before he went away. He isn't a boy any more.
+I can't describe it, but I'm almost afraid of him--!
+
+ASHER. He--he hasn't mentioned me?
+
+AUGUSTA. No, my dear--and since Jonathan warned me not to, I've said
+nothing about you. Why is it?
+
+ASHER. Jonathan's the master now.
+
+AUGUSTA. In spite of what I've felt about him, he has saved George for
+us. It seems a miracle.
+
+ASHER. A scientific miracle.
+
+AUGUSTA (indicating the book ASHER holds). And yet you were reading the
+Bible!
+
+ASHER. I just took it down. (He lays it on the table, and touches
+AUGUSTA, with an unwonted tenderness, on the shoulder). I think we
+may hope, now, Augusta. But before we can be sure that he'll get well,
+there's something else to be done.
+
+AUGUSTA (anxiously). What?
+
+ASHER. Go back to George,--I'll tell you later. It seems that we must
+trust Jonathan. Here he is now.
+
+   (Enter DR. JONATHAN, lower right, as AUGUSTA departs.)
+
+DR. JONATHAN. George wants to get dressed, and come down.
+
+ASHER. You think it wise?
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Under the circumstances yes. The heart is practically
+normal again, we have done all that is physically possible. One half of
+the experiment seems to have succeeded, and the sooner we try the other
+half, the better. Are you still willing?
+
+ASHER. I'm prepared. I've carried out your--instructions--sent for the
+committee.
+
+DR. JONATHAN (looking at him). Good!
+
+ASHER (with an effort). Jonathan, I--I guess I misjudged you--
+
+DR. JONATHAN (Smiling). Wait until you are sure. Nothing matters if we
+can save that boy. By the way, he asked for Timothy, and I've sent for
+him.
+
+ASHER. He asked for Timothy, and not for me!
+
+DR. JONATHAN. It seems he saw an officer of Bert's regiment, after the
+boy was killed. Here's the committee, I think.
+
+   (The MAID enters, lower right. She does not speak, but ushers in
+   HILLMAN, RENCH and FERSEN, and retires.)
+
+HILLMAN. | RENCH. |-Good evening, Mr. Pindar. Good evening, doctor.
+FERSEN. |
+
+ASHER. Good evening.
+
+   (An awkward silence. From habit, ASHER stares at them defiantly, as
+   DR. JONATHAN goes out, lower right.)
+
+HILLMAN (going up to ASHER). How's your son, Mr. Pindar?
+
+RENCH. We're real anxious about the Captain.
+
+FERSEN (nodding). The boys think a whole lot of him, Mr. Pindar.
+
+ASHER. He's better, thank you. The medicine Dr. Pindar has given him
+
+RENCH. Didn't I say so? When I heard how he was when he got back, I said
+to Fred Hillman here,--if anybody can cure him, it's Dr. Jonathan, right
+here in Foxon Falls!
+
+   (A pause.)
+
+I'm sorry this here difference came up just now, Mr. Pindar, when the
+Captain come home. We was a little mite harsh--but we was strung up, I
+guess, from the long shifts. If we'd known your son was comin'--
+
+ASHER. You wouldn't have struck?
+
+RENCH. We'd have agreed to put it off. When a young man like that is
+near dying for his country why--anything can wait. But what we're asking
+is only right.
+
+ASHER. Well, right or not right, I sent for you to say, so far as I'm
+concerned, the strike's over.
+
+RENCH. You'll--you'll recognize the union?
+
+ASHER. I grant--( he catches himself)--I consent to your demands.
+
+   (After a moment of stupefaction, their faces light up, and they
+   approach him.)
+
+RENCH. We appreciate it, Mr. Pindar. This'll make a lot of families
+happy tonight.
+
+FERSEN. It will that.
+
+HILLMAN. Maybe you won't believe me, Mr. Pindar, but it was hard to see
+the shops closed down--as hard on us as it was on you. We take pride in
+them, too. I guess you won't regret it.
+
+ASHER (waving them away). I hope not. I ought to tell you that you may
+thank my son for this--my son and Dr. Pindar.
+
+RENCH. We appreciate it,--just the same.
+
+   (ASHER makes a gesture as thought to dismiss the subject, as well as
+   the committee. They hesitate, and are about to leave when GEORGE,
+   followed by DR. JONATHAN, comes in, lower right. His entrance is
+   quite dramatic. He walks with the help of a stick, slowly, but his
+   bearing is soldierly, authoritative, impressive. He halts when he
+   perceives the committee.)
+
+HILLMAN (going up to GEORGE). How are you, Captain?
+
+FERSEN. Good to have you home once more.
+
+RENCH (going up to GEORGE). Good to see you, Captain, on a day like
+this. As Larz Fersen said when we were going to strike, “It's a fine day
+for it.” Well, this is a better day--you home and well, and the strike
+off.
+
+GEORGE (glancing from one to the other, and then at ASHER). What do you
+mean?
+
+RENCH. Why, Mr. Pindar--your father here's just made everybody happy.
+He's recognized the union, and we're going back to work. We'll turn
+out machines to make shrapnel enough to kill every Hun in France,--get
+square with 'em for what they done to you.
+
+   (They all watch GEORGE, absorbed in the effect this announcement has
+   on him. An expression of happiness grows in his eyes. After a
+   moment he goes up to ASHER.)
+
+GEORGE. Dad, why did you do this?
+
+ASHER. I'll tell you, George. When you came home this afternoon I
+realized something I hadn't realized before. I saw that the tide was
+against me, that I was like that old English king who set his throne
+on the sands and thought he could stay the waters. If--if anything had
+happened to you, I couldn't have fought on, but now that you're here
+with me again, now that you've risked your life and almost lost it for
+this--this new order in which you believe, why, it's enough for me--I
+can surrender with honour. I'm tired, I need a rest. I'd have gone
+down fighting, but I guess you've saved me. I've been true to my
+convictions,--you, who belong to the new generation, must be true to
+yours. And as I told you once, all I care about this business is to hand
+it over to you.
+
+GEORGE. You'll help me!
+
+ASHER. This seems to be Jonathan's speciality,--science. But I never
+give my word half heartedly, my boy, and I'll back you to my last
+dollar. Be prepared for disappointments,--but if you accomplish
+something, I'll be glad. And if you fail, George,--any failure for a
+man's convictions is a grand failure.
+
+GEORGE. Well, it means life to me, dad. I owe it to you.
+
+ASHER (turning toward DR. JONATHAN). No, you owe it to him,--to science.
+
+   (He puts one hand on GEORGE'S shoulder, and the other, with an
+   abrupt movement, on DR. JONATHAN'S.)
+
+And if science will do as much for democracy, then--
+
+GEORGE. Then, you're from Missouri. Good old dad!
+
+ASHER (huskily, trying, to carry it off, and almost overcome by emotion
+at the reconciliation). I'm from Missouri, my boy.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Then you're a true scientist, Asher, for science, too,
+waits to be shown.
+
+   (ASHER goes out, lower right. Dr. JONATHAN, evidently in support
+   and sympathy, goes with him. GEORGE and the committee look after
+   them, and then GEORGE sits down, and smiles at the men.)
+
+GEORGE. And we've got to be scientists, too. Are you fellows willing to
+take your share in the experiment?
+
+HILLMAN. What experiment's that, Captain?
+
+GEORGE. Now that you've got your union, what's the good of it?
+
+RENCH (after a pause). Why, I thought we'd made that pretty clear,
+Captain. We've got something to fall back on in case the employers don't
+live up to their agreements. I'm not speaking of you--
+
+GEORGE. In other words, you've got a weapon.
+
+RENCH. Well, you might call it that.
+
+GEORGE. But weapons imply warfare,--don't they?
+
+RENCH. We wouldn't fight with you.
+
+GEORGE. Yes, you would,--if our interests conflicted. When I was in the
+trenches I kept thinking of the quotation Lincoln used, “A house divided
+against itself cannot stand.” We're going to try to perpetuate that
+house, just as he did.
+
+HILLMAN. Lincoln had common sense.
+
+GEORGE. Another name for intelligence. And what we've got to decide is
+whether the old house will do--for democracy--industrial democracy? Can
+we shore up the timbers--or shall we have to begin to build a new house?
+
+RENCH (glancing at HILLMAN). The old one sure enough looks rotten to me.
+I've said that all along.
+
+GEORGE. It seems to have served its day. Has your union got the plans of
+a new house ready--consulted an architect?
+
+RENCH. I'm afraid we don't get you, Captain.
+
+GEORGE. You belong to the American Federation of Labour, don't you? Has
+it got a new house ready to move into?
+
+RENCH. Well, I haven't seen any plans.
+
+GEORGE. If the old structure's too small, one party or the other will
+have to be shoved out. The capitalist or the employee. Which will it be?
+
+RENCH (laughing). If it comes to that--
+
+GEORGE (smiling). There's no question in your mind. But you hadn't
+thought about it--your Federation hasn't thought about it, or doesn't
+want to think about it, and your employers don't want to, either.
+
+HILLMAN (stroking his moustache). That's so
+
+GEORGE. I'll tell you who have thought about it--the Bolshevists and
+the I. W. W. And because they have a programme,--some programme, any
+programme, they're more intelligent than we, for the time.
+
+RENCH. Those guys?
+
+GEORGE. Exactly,--those guys. At least they see that the house isn't fit
+to live in. They want to pull it down, and go back to living in trees
+and caves.
+
+HILLMAN. That's about right.
+
+GEORGE. But you're conservatives, you labour union people--the
+aristocrats of labour, which means that you don't think. What you really
+object to, when you come down to it, is that men like my father and me,
+and the bankers,--we're all in the same boat, most of 'us own banks,
+too,--control the conditions of life for you and men like you.
+
+RENCH. I never heard it put in those words, but by gum, it's so.
+
+GEORGE. And your Confederation, your unions are for the skilled workers,
+whose conditions aren't so bad,--and they're getting better every time
+you jack up the wages. You complain that we employers aren't thinking of
+you, but are you thinking of the millions of the unskilled who live from
+hand to mouth? The old structure's good enough for you, too. But
+what will the miserable men, who don't sit in, be doing while we're
+squabbling to see who'll have the best rooms?
+
+RENCH. Blow the house up, I guess.
+
+GEORGE. If they're rough with it, it'll tumble down like a pack of
+cards--simply because we're asses. Can't we build a house big enough
+for all--for a hundred million people and their descendants? A house in
+which, after a while, there will be no capitalists and no exploiters
+and no wreckers, only workers--each man and woman on the job they were
+fitted for? It's a man-sized job, but isn't it worth tackling?
+
+RENCH (enthused). It's sure worth tackling, Captain.
+
+GEORGE. And can't we begin it, in a modest way, by making a little model
+of the big house right here in Foxon Falls? Dr. Jonathan will help us.
+
+RENCH. Go to it, Captain. We'll trust him and you.
+
+GEORGE. Trust is all right, but you've got to go to it, too, and use
+your headpieces. We've got to sit down together and educate ourselves,
+who are now employers and employees, get hold of all the facts, the
+statistics,--and all the elements, the human nature side of it, from the
+theorists, the students, whom we've despised.
+
+RENCH. Well, it's a fact, I hadn't thought much of them intellectuals.
+
+GEORGE. They're part of the game--their theories are the basis for an
+intelligent practice. And what should we be able to do without their
+figures? Look at what we've worked out in large scale production and
+distribution in this war! That's a new world problem. Shall we be
+pioneers here in Foxon Falls in the new experiment?
+
+RENCH. An experiment in human chemicals, as the doctor would say.
+Pioneers! I kind of like that word. You can put me in the wagon,
+Captain.
+
+GEORGE. It will be a Conestoga with the curtains rolled up, so that
+everybody can see in. No secrets. And it will be a wagon with an
+industrial constitution.
+
+FERSEN. Excuse me, Captain,--but what's that?
+
+   (RENCH laughs.)
+
+GEORGE (smiling). Hasn't it struck you, Fersen, that unless a man has a
+voice and an interest in the industry in which he works his voice, and
+interest in the government for which he votes is a mockery?
+
+   (FERSEN nods.)
+
+RENCH. We'll have to give Larz a little education.
+
+GEORGE. Oh, I guess he'll make a good industrial citizen. But that's
+part of the bargain.
+
+RENCH. That's fair. Human nature ain't so rotten, when you give it a
+chance.
+
+GEORGE. Well, then, are you willing to try it out, on the level?
+
+RENCH. I cal'late we'll stick, Captain.
+
+HILLMAN. We sure will.
+
+FERSEN. We'll be pioneers!
+
+GEORGE. That's good American, Fersen, not to be afraid of an ideal.
+Shake! We'll sit down with it in a day or two.
+
+   (They all shake. The members of the committee file out of the room,
+   lower right. GEORGE is left alone for a brief interval, when
+   MINNIE, in the white costume of a nurse, enters, lower right,
+   with a glass of medicine in her hand.)
+
+MINNIE (halting). You're all alone? Where's Dr. Jonathan?
+
+GEORGE. He's gone off with dad.
+
+MINNIE. It's nine o'clock.
+
+   (She hands him the glass, he drinks the contents and sets the glass
+   on the table. Then he takes her hands and draws her to him and
+   kisses her. She submits almost passively.)
+
+Why are you doing this, George?
+
+GEORGE. Because I love you, because I need you, because I'm going to
+marry you.
+
+MINNIE (shaking her head: slowly). No you're not.
+
+GEORGE. Why not?
+
+MINNIE. You know why not, as well as I do.
+
+   (She gazes up at him. He is still holding her in his arms.
+   Suddenly she kisses him passionately, breaks away from him and
+   starts to fly from the room, when she runs into DR. JONATHAN, who is
+   entering, lower right.)
+
+DR. JONATHAN. Where are you going, Minnie?
+
+   (MINNIE halts, and is silent. DR. JONATHAN lays a detaining hand on
+   her arm, and looks from one to the other, comprehendingly.)
+
+GEORGE. I've asked her to marry me, Dr. Jonathan.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And what are your objections, Minnie?
+
+MINNIE. You know why I can't, Dr. Jonathan. What kind of a wife would I
+make for him, with his family and friends. I'd do anything for him but
+that! He wouldn't be happy.
+
+DR. JONATHAN. And what's your answer, George?
+
+GEORGE. I don't want her for my family and friends,--I want her for
+myself. This isn't a snap judgment--I've had time to think it over.
+
+MINNIE. I didn't mean to be here when you got home. I know I'm not fit
+to be your wife I haven't had any education.
+
+GEORGE. Neither have I. We start level there. I've lived among people
+of culture, and I've found out that culture chiefly consists of fixed
+ideas, and obstruction to progress, of hating the President,--of knowing
+the right people and eating fish with a fork.
+
+MINNIE (smiling, though in tears). Well, I never ate fish with a knife,
+anyway.
+
+GEORGE. I spent my valuable youth learning Greek and Latin, and I can't
+speak or read either of them. I know that Horace wrote odes, and Cicero
+made orations, but I can't quote them. All I remember about biology is
+that the fittest are supposed to survive, and in this war I've seen the
+fittest killed off like flies. You've had several years of useful work
+in the Pindar Shops and the Wire Works, to say nothing of a course in
+biological chemistry, psychology and sociology under Dr. Jonathan. I'll
+leave it to him whether you don't know more about life than I do--about
+the life and problems of the great mass of people in this country. And
+now that the strike's over--
+
+MINNIE. The strike's over!
+
+GEORGE. Yes. I've chosen my life. It isn't going to be divided between a
+Wall Street office and Newport and Palm Beach. A girl out of a finishing
+school wouldn't be of any use to me. I'm going to stay right here in
+Foxon Falls, Minnie, I've got a real job on my hands, and I need a real
+woman with special knowledge to help me. I don't mean to say we won't
+have vacations, and we'll sit down and get our education together. Dr.
+Jonathan will be the schoolmaster.
+
+MINNIE. It's a dream, George.
+
+GEORGE. Well, Minnie, if it's a dream worth dying for it's a dream worth
+living for. Your brother Bert died for it.
+
+
+                 CURTAIN
+
+
+
+
+     PG EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS:
+
+     Economic freedom, without which political freedom is a farce
+     Flaming flag of a false martyrdom
+     It's money that makes you free
+     Often times principles is nothing but pride
+     We can't take Christianity too literally
+
+
+
+
+
+
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