SCHÖN. Where are his papers?
LULU. In the desk.
SCHÖN. (At the desk.) Where?
LULU. Lower right-hand drawer. (She kneels and opens the drawer, emptying the papers on the floor.) Here. There is nothing to fear. He had no secrets.
SCHÖN. Now I can just withdraw from the world.
LULU. (Still kneeling.) Write a pamphlet about him. Call him Michelangelo.
SCHÖN. What good'll that do? (Pointing left.) There lies my engagement.
ALVA. That's the curse of your game!
SCHÖN. Shout it thru the streets!!
ALVA. (Pointing to Lulu.) If you had treated that girl fairly and justly when my mother died—