SETH. I ain"t in two.
LON [_in despair_]. Seth, she"s cut twenty cords o" wood t" sell.
SETH [_shaking his head_]. An" me without a roof o" my own.
LON. Me an" the kids wonder sometimes where our next meal"s comin" from.
SETH [_as though there were something better in store for him_]. Oh, wall.
LON [_p.r.i.c.ks up his ears; coughs_]. If I had this house I could work at the fisheries.
SETH. But yuh ain"t a goin" t" git it.
LON [_alarmed_]. Pa ain"t gone an" left it t" yuh?
SETH. Pa deeded this t" Doc last winter.
LON [_amazed and angered_]. He did?
SETH. Doc said he could live here "till he died. But it"s Doc"s.
LON. It warn"t right.
SETH. Wall, he had t" pay fur his physics some way. He told me yuh wouldn"t help him out.
LON. And Pa told me yuh wouldn"t. An" yuh ain"t got two kids t" feed.
[_Pause._] There"s Pa"s old shanty down the road. If I had that I could work at the fisheries.
[_Seth"s smile is his only response._]
Pa still owns it, don"t he?
SETH. There warn"t no call fur him t" make his last will an" testament if he don"t.
LON [_brightens_]. He"s left his last will an" testament?
SETH. Yes. I"m figgerin" on sellin" the place t" Doc.
LON [_emphatically_]. Pa ain"t a left it t" yuh!
SETH. Doc"ll want it.
LON [_forcefully_]. Where"s the will an" testament?
SETH [_with a gesture_]. In the tin box under that there kittle.
[_Lon hurries to the shelves, picks up the dish, and grasps the box._]
LON [_disappointed_]. It"s locked.
SETH. An" the key"s round Pa"s neck.
LON. Let"s git it.
SETH. Pa won"t give it t" us.
LON. Yuh said he was sleepin".
SETH. I mean--he might wake up.
[_Lon inspects the box further._]
LON. I think I could open it.
SETH. Pa might ask t" see it.
LON. h.e.l.l. [_Puts the box back on the shelf._]
SETH. Doc"ll want the place seein" as how it"s right next t" this un.
[_Lon is very nervous._]
Yuh might jest as wall go home.
LON. No, yuh don"t! Yuh can"t make me believe Pa"s left it t" yuh.
[_Takes off his hat and mops his brow with his sleeve. The top of his head is very bald._]
SETH. Then what yuh gettin" so excited "bout?
LON. I ain"t excited. [_Puts his hat on._] It jest makes me mad "cause yuh say Pa"s left it t" yuh, an" I know he ain"t. See? There warn"t no call fur him t" heve willed an" testamented it t" yuh. Yuh"ve only yerself t" look after an" I"ve two motherless kids.
SETH. Every one knows how much Pa thought o" them.
LON. It warn"t my fault if they thumbed their noses at him.
SETH. Yuh could o" basted "em.
LON. They"s like their Ma. Bastin" never done her no good, G.o.d rest her soul. All the same, Pa knowd how hard it is fur me t" keep their bellies full. Why, when we heve bread Alexander never wants less than half the loaf! An" all the work I gits t" do is what the city folks who come t"
the Beach in the summer gives me.
SETH. Huh! Jest as though I didn"t know "bout yuh. Mr. Breckenridge told me yuh wouldn"t even contract t" chop his wood fur him. An" there yuh sits all winter long in that G.o.d-fursaken shanty o" yourn, with trees all round yuh, an" yuh won"t put an ax t" one "til yer own fires dies out.
LON. My back ain"t never been strong. Choppin" puts the kinks in it. Yuh kin talk, yuh kin, Seth Polland, with a soft job at the fisheries an"
three squares a day which yuh don"t heve t" cook yourself. Nothin" t" do all winter but walk round them cottages an" see that no one broke in.
An" I"m the one who knows how often yuh walk round them cottages. I wish I hed yer snap. [_Sits._] But I ain"t never had no luck.
SETH [_defending himself_]. I walk round them cottages jest as often as I need t" walk round them cottages.