[Exit.
[The truth dawns on Mee-Mee. She utters a cry.
Mee. Oh! dat kill Tiki! Dat kill—dat make him hate evellybody! Hate me now, always, always! He never speak to me! He never look at me again. He never come back—now. He gone! He gone!... Oh Tiki, dey broken yo’ heart all to pieces! Mee-Mee know dat! Mee-Mee understand!
[She gathers the torn pieces to her breast, kissing them.
CURTAIN.
ACT III
The Studio before dawn. Mee-Mee lies asleep on a mat in front of the picture. Outside a shuffling step is heard, and a sheep-like coughing. A dull lantern-light passes along the street wall. Knocking.
Mee. Who dat? [She shuffles up and goes to the door.] Josi-Mosi, dat you?
[Opens door.
Josi. Yesh, dat’sh me. [He enters.] Nobody up yet?
[He sets down lantern.