RUTH. Your father's merciful and you—you shall not have your vengeance, Guy. The hard, hard laws will take revenge and men will pay in blood and tears and life for what they've done to-night. You shall not make the women pay in agony. (She takes pistol from table and points.) You shall not starve the valley, Guy.
GUY. So. That is what you mean. The pistol's loaded, and your aim is true. (He comes round table.)
RUTH. I do not shake with hunger, Guy.
GUY. Not by my death nor by a hundred deaths of such as me will you delay the spread of factories. They will go on—go on—I may not see it, but—— (He leaps.)
RUTH. You will not see it, Guy. (She fires.) And I—I only see the valley here and you who would be master of their lives.
GUY (falling). You—you've got me, Ruth.
RUTH (dropping pistol). The plans. The plans. (She burns plans in fire.)
GUY. Ruth!
RUTH. Yes. (By him.) I have killed the man I loved. Lest he became the beast I'd hate.
MARTIN. Ruth! For God's sake, loose my hands. Ruth (looking at Guy). Good-bye, Martin. They will be coming for me now.