ACT III
Scene: A prison. Agatha in her cell. The doors are flung open and the visiting justices troop in, accompanied by the Governor of the prison, the doctor, the chaplain, warders, and our old friend Diggers, the sexton.
First Visiting Justice: Well, what’s this one?
The Governor (curtly): Perjury. Five years’ penal servitude. Last Assizes.
The Woman Superintendent: Sulky little fiend. Won’t speak; and throws her food at the warders.
Second Visiting Justice (addressing Agatha): Come, come, my girl, you’re doing yourself no good by this kind of thing. (Addressing the Governor): Can’t your doctor do anything—or the chaplain?
The Doctor (in a dry staccato voice): She’s perfectly healthy—not losing weight—organs in good condition. I can’t do more than keep her fit.
First Justice: Well, the chaplain, then?
The Chaplain: She’s very hard and unrepentant.
Second Justice: Can’t you make her repent?