GUY (coming to table and filling a fourth glass). I'll give you a better toast than that. The factory. (Passing Ruth glass.)
EPHRAIM. (John and Guy). Ruth! (drinking together). The factory. (Ruth hesitates, meets Guy's eye until he masters her.) Ruth. The factory.
(She gulps as if taking poison. Guy drinks his glass off and goes to door.)
CURTAIN.
ACT III
A rough road terminates in the quarry whose hewn crags rise high at the right. Below them, behind the road is an old shed of planks, open to the front. To the left, the quarrying has caused a steep dip. The road ends, the rock descends to it and beyond, so that the opposite side of the valley below is visible, seen dimly in the night. Gorse and heather grow over the deserted workings. There is no moon, but the lighting is sufficiently strong for faces to be seen.
Ruth, warmly clad, sits on a stone by the shed, a lighted lantern at her feet. After a moment, Martin, without greatcoat, enters.