Grant
That was because his wife didn’t understand. Besides, dear, you know how much I altered my original conception of their characters and completely changed the plot. Look how different it all is in The Sand Bar.
Jerry
And you think your changes made the play truer to life? In real life a Tom Robinson wouldn’t have got rid of her?
Grant
I don’t think anything’s ever going to come between us, if that’s what you mean.
Jerry
Of course not. (Putting the manuscript on table, relieved, as she sees him resume his typing.) But I felt so sure of you when we were poor. Perhaps it was because you couldn’t afford to be wild.
(She turns off the switch and goes out. The room is lighted only by the desk lamp, casting its shadows into the corners of the room. He takes a cigarette from the box on the table, and as he smokes he reads half to himself what he has written.)
Grant