Peep behind
The pewter pot!
She’ll take the pot away. She’ll find the package! She’ll open it! Then she’ll just go all red and white—I can see her in my mind’s eye—and she’ll run over to me—
(He sees the paper on the table; reads it.)
PIERROT
Pierrette! (He runs to the door of the inner room) Pierrette! (He runs to the street door) Pierrette! (Then he runs back for his hat; but just as he makes to follow her, the meaning of it comes over him. He drops his hat. He goes slowly to the table, dropping into his chair) It’s right. It’s what ought to be. She was a wisp of sunlight—a night of stars—she was birds singing and summer winds. She was Pierrette!—(With a sob) And I drove her away!
(He sinks into the chair, his head on his arms. There is a pause. The door opens softly. Pierrette peeps in. Seeing Pierrot all crumpled up, she tiptoes toward him a few steps, stretching out her arms yearningly. But she controls herself, tiptoes a few steps towards the crib, blows a kiss to the baby and turns to go out again. Pierrot lifts his head suddenly, sees her and jumps up. Pierrette tries to escape him.)
PIERROT (catching her in his arms)
Pierrette!
PIERRETTE