Can"t I stay and help you----?
VAUGHAN
No, no----
BETTY
It means so much to me now----!
[_She nestles in his arms and_ VAUGHAN _kisses her._]
VAUGHAN
I"ll know how to plead my cause----
BETTY
All right--good luck. I"m sure you"ll win----
[BETTY _exits._]
[VAUGHAN _walks to the door leading to the Lincoln Apartments, and listens a moment, and walks to the President"s desk. His eye rests on the worn copy of the Bible which_ LINCOLN _always kept on his desk. He gazes at the thumbed pages in amazement._]
VAUGHAN
The Bible--My G.o.d!
[_Turns its leaves._]
And every page thumbed----!
[_He continues to turn the leaves of the Bible._]
[_The sound of_ LINCOLN"S _voice is heard outside talking to_ MRS.
LINCOLN.]
LINCOLN
[_Outside._]
Go back, and talk to Miss Betty!
[VAUGHAN _quickly places the Bible back on his desk and takes his stand near the door to the hall, as if he had just entered._ LINCOLN _enters from the other door, still talking to his wife who follows him._]
Don"t worry, Mother! Who cares for a few old dresses more or less in these times! But if I"d known they cost that much, I"d taken a second look at them and tried to get my money"s worth!
MRS. LINCOLN
You"re sure it won"t influence your decision?
LINCOLN
Not a bit! If we stay here--it"ll be all right. We can skimp a little.
If we don"t stay--the old sign still swings on the door in Springfield--Billy Herndon"s waiting for me and the law business will be better than ever. Go back now, and don"t worry! It"s my business to do _all_ the worrying----
[LINCOLN _closes the door after she goes, and comes down toward the desk, lifts his haggard eyes in a dazed way and looks about the room. Anxiety and suffering again mark his rugged face. He sees_ VAUGHAN, _and at once throws off the spell of his troubles, advances to meet him and takes his hand._]
I"m glad to see you, my boy--Will you pull up a chair?
[LINCOLN _drops wearily into his chair and his voice has a far-away dreamy expression in its tones while he studies_ VAUGHAN _carefully._]
And what can I do for you?
VAUGHAN
My name is Vaughan--the elder son of Dr. Richard Vaughan of Palmyra, Missouri----
LINCOLN
[_Thoughtfully._]
Vaughan--Richard Vaughan--I"ve heard that name--But you"re _one_ of our boys fighting with Grant"s army?
VAUGHAN
Yes----
LINCOLN
[_Looking him over._]
You"ve been very ill, I see--wounded of course?
VAUGHAN
Yes----
LINCOLN
[_Rises, takes_ VAUGHAN"S _hands in both his, and presses it._]
There"s nothing I won"t do for one of our wounded boys--if I can----
VAUGHAN
Thank you----
LINCOLN