The Lieutenant (Reading)—"I'm waiting for you, dear—when you have done your bit 'for the freedom of the world'."
He smiles, wearily, and reaches down to pick up the other half of the picture. His eye is caught by something shiny; it is his army revolver. He slowly picks it up and looks at it for a long time.
The Lieutenant—For the freedom of the world—
He quickly opens his top bureau drawer and takes out a box of cartridges. One of these he inserts in a chamber of his revolver.
The Lieutenant—For the FREEDOM—
He laughs.
As the curtain falls he presses the revolver against his temple and fires.
SCENE 2
A bare room in a boarding house. To the left is a bed, to the
right a grand piano—the latter curiously out of keeping with the other
cheap furnishings. The room is in partial darkness.
The door slowly swings open; the Angel and the Professor's Son enter.
The Angel—And here you have the room of your friend the Pawnbroker's Son—the musical genius—with a brilliant future.