HOLROYD
All right then!
[He hobbles, in unlaced boots, to the door. Then he turns to look at her. She turns herself still farther away, so that her back is toward him. He goes.
CURTAIN
THE SECOND ACT
The scene is the same, two hours later. The cottage is in darkness, save for the firelight. On the table is spread a newspaper. A cup and saucer, a plate, a piece of bacon in the frying tin are on the newspaper ready for the miner's breakfast. Mrs. Holroyd has gone to bed. There is a noise of heavy stumbling down the three steps outside.
BLACKMORE'S VOICE
Steady, now, steady. It's all in darkness. Missis!—Has she gone to bed?
[He tries the latch—shakes the door.