Enter Adolphus and Coriolanus, R. 2 E.
Adol. [R.] He’s done it, Colonel!—he’s done it!
Morrell. Done what? Who?
Adol. Ralph Murdell! He pulled a revolver and shot himself through the head.
Cor. Yes! His rash act has precipitated him into eternity—he’s dead!
Morrell. [Shrugs his shoulders.] Well, he has only saved me the stern duty of condemning him to such a fate.
Hen. [Aside.] His act has freed Hilda from the yoke of misery and despair. [Commotion outside. Voices heard crying “Hurrah!” in the distance.]
Morrell. What means this excitement? Dollerclutch, go and learn the cause! [Exit Dollerclutch, L. 2 E., hastily.] They are yelling hurrah! There must be some good news from the front. They seem wild with joy!
Re-enter Dollerclutch, L. 2 E.