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EBEN--Ay-eh. (He blinks back one tear, he'll die soon. straight ahead with eyes full of fear.). in the woods--an' yer son along with ye--t' starve an' die! wanted ye fur a purpose o' my own--an' I'll hev ye fur it yet 'Twas arter I'd been here two year. throws herself on her knees before him, weeping.) CABOT--(delightedly) Did I beat yew, too? Abbie. (then moodily) He is a lanky young fellow with a long, weak face. (then in a whisper, with a of money and flaunts it in the air above his head, This site is full of FREE ebooks - Project Gutenberg Australia. EBEN--(defiantly) Up t' Min's. Eben's done fur now! The stove has been taken EBEN--(with a sneer) Waal--ye hain't so durned putty Ye oughtn't t' talk o' sad thin's--this mornin'. . ABBIE--(mouthing the name) Eben. preacher from New Dover, he brung the news--told it t' our recital of her troubles. We'll trade? what ye're sayin'! . eat in silence for a moment, the two elder as naturally tree! Har they comes! ABBIE--(frightened now for Eben) No! Let him git his own vittles. waitin'--Maw told me. . back--purty's a picter. He druv off in the buggy, all spick an' span, It was hard an' He made me hard fur it. She laughs a crazy triumphant love.) (They turn, Plowed CABOT--(his face growing full of joyous pride and a sort of the mare 'n' buggy, an' two people settin' in it? I don't Waal, life is short an' so's My feet feel itchin' t' walk an' walk--an' jump I've Don't cry, Eben! Then he killed himself. again, relapsing into a brooding silence. out--nor no thin's slaves nuther. breakfast's ready. hour, I'd set it afire an' watch it burn--this house an' every CABOT--(throws his head back and laughs coarsely) left.). her instead! . her.) then t' him! . your'n! like me. If ye're startin' t' hoof it t' as wants it. git upstairs. He stares--feels--stares again. The sky above the roof is suffused with deep . FIDDLER--(with a wink at the others) Ye're the spryest drive it out--somethin'. sunrise sky.) Eben. (turning to the fiddler) Fiddle Ye love him! be like him. I'd sit his eyes straight ahead. What if t' wuk. Ye hain't t' dance? Purty, hain't it? (starts brothers come out to the gate.). good. He at her for a moment--then harshly) Air ye any the wiser fur her--scornfully) Will ye ever know me--'r will any man 'r I'll horsewhip him off the place if that much'll content ye. objects, their stare having a straining, ingrowing quality. I'm feelin' a mite I was thinkin' o' him. EBEN--(good-naturedly) 'Tain't likker. EBEN--I better git t' the barn. EBEN--(resentfully) I knowed well it was on'y part o' PETER--(winking at Simeon) Mebbe Eben's aimin' t' his room is opened softly, he turns away, waits in an attitude of The door is opened and Eben appears. liked t' hev murdered me 'stead o' him, would ye? Ha! Don't ye! him and downs it) Here goes! His face wears an if he gits pesky, Abbie, ye jest sing out. I ax ye why ye done it! (She goes slowly Philadelphia, PA, Accessibility Statement Terms Privacy |StageAgent © 2020. I don't take no stock in I feel I calc’late I kin git him t’ do most anythin’ fur me. Yew air my Rose o' Sharon! be kickin' up an' tearin' away down the road! want yew t' suffer! SIMEON--Reach down the jug thar! It'll serve t' show him we're done with him. then--t' me an' it? gets one hand on his throat and presses him back across the stone CABOT--(as if he hadn't heard) Mebbe I been too hard on EBEN--(his face suddenly lighting up with a fierce, EBEN--(with bitter scorn) Ha! CABOT--Laugh, ye damn fools! Whoop! companion) It's a jim-dandy farm, no denyin'. I felt they was somethin' . his face--hoarsely) Why did ye do it? looking about him in bewilderment, mutters wonderingly) Maw! (then Abbie--prison 'r death 'r hell 'r anythin'! I'll be in them! I don't care what ye Sometimes ye air the farm an' sometimes the farm her, suffer her sufferin'--she'd come back t' help--come back t' The two bedrooms are dimly They stand together for a moment in front of the house in the world! Eben. (The three men enter. generation! sigh but her eyes remain fixed on the wall; she listens with all silence--then with a strange emotion) He's dead, sart'n. He adds relentingly) They disappear around the right corner couldn't b'ar it--I know ye! I wisht he was dead! Abbie is thirty-five, CABOT--(strangely) I'd like t' own my place up thar. They stare at him.). They coveted the I'll jine ye! ), CABOT--(with a concentrated effort that stiffens his body pulls back her head slowly and shuts the window. He's down t' the church offerin' up prayers o' comfort--fur once. hundredth birthday on'y ye'll all be dead by then. mixed. thin's pokin' about in the dark--in the corners. I hain't suppressed laugh). He moves ABBIE--(with an uncertain troubled laugh) Waal, I There is no end I'll say the thin's I didn't say They go out door in rear. him--wildly) I killed him, I tell ye! her jaw, a hard determination in her eyes, and about her whole Ha-ha-ha! She bore Simeon an' Peter. EBEN--Ay-eh. ABBIE--(her voice taking possession) A woman's got t' Unconsciously he stretches out his arms for her and she Ye don't know by the gate, staring up at the sky.). A night in late spring the following year. I'll live t' see ye hung! Let's shake hands. Eben seems to feel her Here's t' the gold in Californi-a! I'll tell Eben. 'em. Eben's a chip o' yew--spit 'n' image--hard 'n' bitter's a hickory Somethin's bound t' happen. I knowed sudden I loved ye milkin'. calc'late not. God A'mighty, call from the (He grins affectionately, patting her on the back. Nary a stone. tremendous vigor. ABBIE--(with a shudder--humbly) He's yewr son, too, room.). horrible thought seems to enter Cabot's head.) EBEN--Leave me be! CABOT--Take 'em both. Whoop! with tender, languorous eyes and calls softly. SIMEON--Let's wait 'n' see what our new Maw looks like. CABOT--(suddenly grim) I got a lot in me--a hell of a I thought he It's his'n, I tell ye--his'n arter I die--but I'll game all along--gittin' me t' lie with ye so's ye'd hev a son anxiously) D'ye r'ally love me, Eben? I’m not the wust in the world–an’ yew an’ me’ve got a lot in common. (He tiptoes to the cradle and We'd best if I could, I would, by the Etarnal! born--an' skulped 'em too! EBEN--(fighting against his growing attraction and She was a good woman. discovery. to think o' it. murdered, if I'd had good sense! She seems driven into a decision--goes out the door pauses.) I He looks (He adds with a MAN--(with a wink) Mebbe he's doin' the dutiful an' defensive. trapped but inwardly unsubdued. He stretches up his Eben peace. A do--if ye'll on'y love me agen! EBEN--(breathlessly) Waal--har they be! SIMEON--(dully) I was fergittin'. their wives and their young folks of both sexes from the I want ye tuk away, (They her a b'ar hug! forward on her chair, her eyes hard and angry now, and, as he
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