The First Justice (who is bored): Well, let’s be getting on. (They troop out.) It’s a sad case; but of course, Morality—(his voice dies away.)
Agatha (when they have gone): Stupid, sentimental humbugs! (Viciously): Slugs, worms, uncomprehending BEASTS! (In impotent fury she whirls round the cell like a dervish, finally throwing herself panting on her mattress.) Morality, indeed! (She bites a large piece out of the floor.)
The Curtain Falls.
ACT IV
Scene: The streets of London (many years later). Heavyweight and Diggers walk slowly along, searching the faces of the passers-by. Suddenly Heavyweight stops in front of a thin, emaciated woman.
Heavyweight: God! It’s you, Agatha, at last.... Have you come to this?
Agatha (unsteadily): Don’t interfere with me. I’m looking after myself. What I do is my affair.
Diggers (incoherently): Oh, Miss Agatha, Miss Agatha. (He strokes her hand.)
Heavyweight (tenderly): My dear. You’re worn out, thin, hungry. Wait. We’ll buy some food and wine and take you back. Come, Diggers. (They enter a shop. She leans against a lamp-post. A detective appears suddenly beside her.)
The Detective (addressing her sharply): Solicitin’, you was.... You come along o’ me.