[JEAN, alone, draws a sigh of relief; sits down at the table; takes out a note-book and a pencil; figures aloud from time to time; dumb play until CHRISTINE enters dressed for church; she has a false shirt front and a white tie in one of her hands.]
CHRISTINE. Goodness gracious, how the place looks! What have you been up to anyhow?
JEAN. Oh, it was Miss Julia who dragged in the people. Have you been sleeping so hard that you didn"t hear anything at all?
CHRISTINE. I have been sleeping like a log.
JEAN. And dressed for church already?
CHRISTINE. Yes, didn"t you promise to come with me to communion to-day?
JEAN. Oh, yes, I remember now. And there you"ve got the finery.
Well, come on with it. [Sits down; CHRISTINE helps him to put on the shirt front and the white tie.]
[Pause.]
JEAN. [Sleepily] What"s the text to-day?
CHRISTINE. Oh, about John the Baptist beheaded, I guess.
JEAN. That"s going to be a long story, I"m sure. My, but you choke me! Oh, I"m so sleepy, so sleepy!
CHRISTINE. Well, what has been keeping you up all night? Why, man, you"re just green in the face!
JEAN. I have been sitting here talking with Miss Julia.
CHRISTINE. She hasn"t an idea of what"s proper, that creature!
[Pause.]
JEAN. Say, Christine.
CHRISTINE. Well?
JEAN. Isn"t it funny anyhow, when you come to think of it? Her!
CHRISTINE. What is it that"s funny?
JEAN. Everything!
[Pause.]
CHRISTINE. [Seeing the gla.s.ses on the table that are only half-emptied] So you"ve been drinking together also?
JEAN. Yes.
CHRISTINE. Shame on you! Look me in the eye!
JEAN. Yes.
CHRISTINE. Is it possible? Is it possible?
JEAN. [After a moment"s thought] Yes, it is!
CHRISTINE. Ugh! That"s worse than I could ever have believed. It"s awful!
JEAN. You are not jealous of her, are you?
CHRISTINE. No, not of her. Had it been Clara or Sophie, then I"d have scratched your eyes out. Yes, that"s the way I feel about it, and I can"t tell why. Oh my, but that was nasty!
JEAN. Are you mad at her then?
CHRISTINE. No, but at you! It was wrong of you, very wrong! Poor girl! No, I tell you, I don"t want to stay in this house any longer, with people for whom it is impossible to have any respect.
JEAN. Why should you have any respect for them?
CHRISTINE. And you who are such a smarty can"t tell that! You wouldn"t serve people who don"t act decently, would you? It"s to lower oneself, I think.
JEAN. Yes, but it ought to be a consolation to us that they are not a bit better than we.
CHRISTINE. No, I don"t think so. For if they"re no better, then it"s no use trying to get up to them. And just think of the count!
Think of him who has had so much sorrow in his day! No, I don"t want to stay any longer in this house--And with a fellow like you, too. If it had been the county attorney--if it had only been some one of her own sort--
JEAN. Now look here!
CHRISTINE. Yes, yes! You"re all right in your way, but there"s after all some difference between one kind of people and another?- No, but this is something I"ll never get over!--And the young lady who was so proud, and so tart to the men, that you couldn"t believe she would ever let one come near her--and such a one at that! And she who wanted to have poor Diana shot because she had been running around with the gate-keeper"s pug!--Well, I declare!--But I won"t stay here any longer, and next October I get out of here.
JEAN. And then?
CHRISTINE. Well, as we"ve come to talk of that now, perhaps it would be just as well if you looked for something, seeing that we"re going to get married after all.
JEAN. Well, what could I look for? As a married man I couldn"t get a place like this.
CHRISTINE. No, I understand that. But you could get a job as a janitor, or maybe as a messenger in some government bureau. Of course, the public loaf is always short in weight, but it comes steady, and then there is a pension for the widow and the children--
JEAN. [Making a face] That"s good and well, but it isn"t my style to think of dying all at once for the sake of wife and children. I must say that my plans have been looking toward something better than that kind of thing.
CHRISTINE. Your plans, yes--but you"ve got obligations also, and those you had better keep in mind!
JEAN. Now don"t you get my dander up by talking of obligations! I know what I"ve got to do anyhow. [Listening for some sound on the outside] However, we"ve plenty of time to think of all this. Go in now and get ready, and then we"ll go to church.
CHRISTINE. Who is walking around up there?
JEAN. I don"t know, unless it be Clara.
CHRISTINE. [Going out] It can"t be the count, do you think, who"s come home without anybody hearing him?
JEAN. [Scared] The count? No, that isn"t possible, for then he would have rung for me.