Jim. Hurrah! (Embraces her.) But about this condescending—
Jen. That is one of the balances, Jim.
Jim. Oh, well! (Kisses her and is about to repeat when she stops him.)
Jen. No, Jim. Equal rights. I must give you half, you know. (Kisses him and runs off, C.)
Jim. Equal rights ain't so bad, after all. (Goes after Jennie and runs against Eugene, who enters moodily, C.) I beg pardon, sir, but I am so equal—happy. (Exit, C.)
Eug. What is the matter with Jim? Happy! Well, I am glad some one is. I never shall be again. This is what my cursed easy disposition has brought me to. I have ruined myself and almost killed my father. If it was not for Kate I would blow my brains out—if I have any. (Sits dejectedly, R.)
(Enter Lizzie, C.)
Liz. Eugene!
Eug. Lizzie, is it you? (Aside.) I am ashamed to look her in the face.
Liz. I have been trying to see you ever since that—that trouble, but I never have been able to find you alone. I thought perhaps it might be some little comfort to you to know that I sympathized with and pitied you, and that I had faith enough in you to believe you would redeem the past.