Part 11 (1/2)

Oh, you look just as you did then--so happy! I nearly died when I came home and saw the change in your face. It seemed to shut me out, like a great iron door. Philo.... You won't forget again?

_Philo_

Never!

_Reba_

And I may come every day?

_Philo_

Every day!

_Reba_

I'll help you, Philo. I'll give you all my hair. (_Lays her head on his shoulder._) And I'll let you work and not think of me at all. You can live with your stars----

_Philo_ (_kissing her_)

There are no stars!

_Reba_ (_laughing_)

I'll never be jealous again! (_Gets up._) Come! Let's see what the d.i.n.ky thing is doing!

(_Goes to table._ PHILO _watches her, slowly repeating her name._)

_Reba_

What a little thing it is! And--there _is_ something fluttering!

(PHILO _crosses, still seeing nothing but the girl._)

_Reba_

See--I'm trying to count--two--three----

(_He looks down, and becomes transfixed._)

_Philo_

Oh, my G.o.d! They've changed the signal!... Look, Reba! Count the beats!

Count for me! Count!

_Reba_ (_confused_)

Two--three--no, four----

_Philo_