Pat—For the Freedom of the World—Oh Christ!
His mocking laughter is interrupted by a severe fit of coughing and he sinks back dead.
The Professor's Son—Oh God—take me somewhere where I can't ever see the world.
The angel—Come to heaven.
CURTAIN
Pat—For the Freedom of the World—Oh Christ!
His mocking laughter is interrupted by a severe fit of coughing and he sinks back dead.
The Professor's Son—Oh God—take me somewhere where I can't ever see the world.
The angel—Come to heaven.
CURTAIN