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2018
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[Jonathan winces.
But I won't. I pity you, you dirty little beggar.
[He starts to walk.
You ought to wash your hands and face at least.
JONATHAN
Please, sir—one minute.... How are Mary and John third?
JOHN
Mary is ten—a big girl—and John third is eight—a strapping boy who will be a great help to me.
JONATHAN
And—how is Aunt Letitia?
JOHN
My aunt died of a broken heart.
JONATHAN
A broken heart?
JOHN
Because Jonathan ran away.
[Jonathan buries his face in his arms.
There! Don't cry for someone you've never seen.... Here, here, take this—
[He presses a coin into Jonathan's hand and goes out.
Jonathan looks at the coin, then after John, and seems to close his heart. He crosses to the sleeping Hank.
JONATHAN
Here, Hank.
HANK (taking the coin)
What'd he say?
JONATHAN
He didn't know me.
HANK
I guess you're not going back home now!
JONATHAN
No, I haven't any home.
HANK
Then quit your snifflin' an' go on over to that house.
JONATHAN
All right, Hank.
[Hank curls up and goes to sleep again.
Jonathan crosses to the cottage and finally summons the courage to knock on the door. As he does so the lights within grow bright and disclose a lovely little room with a beautiful piano in the centre. In a moment a young woman appears and opens the doors. It is Susan Sample. She is charmingly older; but she is dressed almost as she was in the old lumber room.
JONATHAN
Please, Miss—why—
SUSAN
What do you want?
JONATHAN
I—don't you know me?
SUSAN
No, I don't know you, little boy. What do you want?
JONATHAN
I—don't you really know me?
SUSAN
I've never seen you before.
JONATHAN
I know you.... You're Susan Sample.
But I won't. I pity you, you dirty little beggar.
[He starts to walk.
You ought to wash your hands and face at least.
JONATHAN
Please, sir—one minute.... How are Mary and John third?
JOHN
Mary is ten—a big girl—and John third is eight—a strapping boy who will be a great help to me.
JONATHAN
And—how is Aunt Letitia?
JOHN
My aunt died of a broken heart.
JONATHAN
A broken heart?
JOHN
Because Jonathan ran away.
[Jonathan buries his face in his arms.
There! Don't cry for someone you've never seen.... Here, here, take this—
[He presses a coin into Jonathan's hand and goes out.
Jonathan looks at the coin, then after John, and seems to close his heart. He crosses to the sleeping Hank.
JONATHAN
Here, Hank.
HANK (taking the coin)
What'd he say?
JONATHAN
He didn't know me.
HANK
I guess you're not going back home now!
JONATHAN
No, I haven't any home.
HANK
Then quit your snifflin' an' go on over to that house.
JONATHAN
All right, Hank.
[Hank curls up and goes to sleep again.
Jonathan crosses to the cottage and finally summons the courage to knock on the door. As he does so the lights within grow bright and disclose a lovely little room with a beautiful piano in the centre. In a moment a young woman appears and opens the doors. It is Susan Sample. She is charmingly older; but she is dressed almost as she was in the old lumber room.
JONATHAN
Please, Miss—why—
SUSAN
What do you want?
JONATHAN
I—don't you know me?
SUSAN
No, I don't know you, little boy. What do you want?
JONATHAN
I—don't you really know me?
SUSAN
I've never seen you before.
JONATHAN
I know you.... You're Susan Sample.
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