Exiles
Exiles
A play in three acts which crystallizes into one situation the determination of an anarchic intellectual to free his life, and the lives of those who are joined to him, from all bonds, all externally imposed obligations of any sort. This absolute and utter freedom leads him into greater difficulties and anomalies than would surrender to bonds so well-established as to be more often comfortable than galling. Breaking down all boundaries, naturally he finds himself nowhere.
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give me a shilling. I kissed him and went. When I came home he was dead. Those were his last thoughts as far as I know.
BEATRICE
The hardness of heart you prayed for... (She breaks off.)
RICHARD
(Unheeding.) That is my last memory of him. Is there not something sweet and noble in it?
BEATRICE
Mr Rowan, something is on your mind to make you speak like this. Something has changed you since you came back three months ago.
RICHARD
(Gazing again at the drawing, calmly, almost gaily.) He will help me, perhaps, my smiling handsome father.
(A knock is heard at the hall door on the left.)
RICHARD
(Suddenly.) No, no. Not the smiler, Miss Justice. The old mother. It is her spirit I need. I am going.
BEATRICE
Someone knocked. They have come back.
RICHARD
No, Bertha has a key. It is he. At least, I am going, whoever it is. (He goes out quickly on the left and comes back
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