[Jinny tries to go to the door; she staggers a few steps and then falls.
[They try one key—it does not unlock the door; they try another.
[Jinny half raises herself and makes an effort to crawl, but is unable and sinks back upon the floor.
Austin. Break the door in, father! We daren't waste any more time!
Tillman. No, this has done it!
[They open the door and rush in. They stop aghast at Jinny and the oppressiveness of the gas in the room.
Tillman. Jinny!
Austin. Quick—the window! [Tillman tears aside the curtains and throws open the window. The sunshine of full morning pours in. He then rushes to the opposite gas burners and turns them off. Kneeling quickly beside her.] Jinny! My wife! My beloved!
[He takes her up in his arms and hurries to the window.
Tillman. Are we too late?