The Countess looks furtively about and says:
SP: "DON'T YOU SEE—IF HE LOSES MONEY FOR THE COMPANY, HE LOSES THE FORTUNE AND THE GIRL!"
Enrico and Conwell consider this for a moment, and finally realize the truth of it but ask the Countess what she has in her bean. The Countess looks furtively about and says:
SP: "WE'LL HAVE HIM INSURE THE LIVES OF THE KING AND COUNCIL."
Enrico and Conwell look at her, then at each other and ask what good that will do. The Countess looks at them in a surprised way and says:
SP: "AREN'T THEY ALL TO BE KILLED IN OUR REVOLUTION?"
Slowly the force of this breaks over the minds of Enrico and Conwell, their faces become wreathed in smiles, at length both laugh boisterously. Conwell takes the paper and looks at it again, then rises, takes his glass, holds it out toward the Countess and says:
SP: "TO THE WOMEN—BLESS THEM. WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT THEM?"
He and Enrico raise their glasses and drink to the Countess who smiles and blushes. (Fade out.)
T: THE NEXT MORNING—THE PLANT.