[Exuent Etta, door centre;
Albert door left.... Charles stares round moodily. A
knock is heard.]
[Enter Hildebold, left, closing the
door after him.]
[He leans on the table and sinks his head
on his arms, oblivious to everything. Hildebold
advances as though to touch him, then steps back and
sits down, casting pitying glances at him. After a
while Charles looks up.]