THE FOURTH ACT
The Next Morning
[The scene is the same as in the Second Act, the drawing-room at Basil's house in Putney. Basil is sitting at the table, with his head in his hands. He looks tired and worn; his face is very white, and there are great black lines under his eyes. His hair is dishevelled. On the table lies a revolver.
[A knock at the door.
Basil
[Without looking up.] Come in.
[Fanny enters.]
Fanny
[Subdued and pale.] I came to see if you wanted anything, sir.
Basil
[Looking up at her slowly, his voice is dull and hoarse.] No.
Fanny
Shall I open the windows, Sir? It's a beautiful morning.
Basil
No, I'm cold. Make up the fire.
Fanny
Wouldn't you like a cup of tea? You ought to 'ave something after not going to bed all night.
Basil
I don't want anything… Don't worry, there's a good woman.
[Fanny puts coals on the fire, while BASILlistlessly watches her.
Basil
How long is it since you sent the telegrams?
Fanny
I took them the moment the office was opened.
Basil
What's the time?
Fanny
Well, sir, it must be 'alf-past nine by now.
Basil
Good Heavens, how slowly the hours go. I thought the night would never end… Oh, God, what shall I do?
Fanny
I'll make you a strong cup of tea. If you don't 'ave something to pull you together – I don't know what'll 'appen to you.
Basil
Yes, make it quickly, I'm thirsty… And I'm so cold.
[A ring at the front door is heard.
Basil
[Jumping up.] There's some one at the door, Fanny. Hurry up.
[She goes out, and he follows her to the door of the room.
Basil
Fanny, don't let any one up beside Mr. Halliwell. Say I can see no one. [He waits for a moment, anxiously.] Is that you, John?
John
[Outside.] Yes.
Basil
[To himself.] Thank God!
[John comes in.
Basil
I thought you were never coming. I begged you to come at once.
John
I started immediately I got your wire.
Basil