KATE. [To the MEN.] No, I want them to stay. I have nothing to say of Mr. Travers' doings—we were mistaken—but Jim Radburn thought I cared for the man, and he was big enough to let him escape for me—I am the one at fault—he has almost given up his life to me. You, Col. Bollinger, and every one knows that he could win his nomination if he wanted to—[Turning to JIM.]—But he gave that up, too, because Joe Vernon, my father, wants it. Oh, Jim! Jim! [Sinks on steps, sobbing.
MRS. VERNON. [Crosses to her.] There, Kate, I knowed it would be too much fur you. [To JIM.] She's took on this way since daylight.
JIM. Say, you fellers ain't got spunk enough to keep hoss flies off a you. What do you want? Cold victuals?
BOLLINGER. Come on, fellers—[The MEN start off.] hold on, here's
Joe. [MEN return.
MRS. VERNON. Joe Vernon!
Enter JOE and DAVE.
JOE. What's the matter, Jim? ain't nobody hurt? Why, Kate—
JIM. You made a pretty mess of it, ain't you?
JOE. What?
JIM. [Pointing to KATE.] Tellin' everything.