been a case like it!
MONTAGUE. [Gazing about.] Ssh! Where was it?
JACK. At Judge Porter's house.
MONTAGUE. What?
JACK. Yes.... Grimes came there.
MONTAGUE. When?
JACK. Last night. My friend was in the next room... he heard everything!
MONTAGUE. And what are they going to do?
JACK. Porter is to switch over, and sign the minority opinion, and
that's to come out as the decision of the Court.
MONTAGUE. Good God! When?
JACK. Tomorrow.
MONTAGUE. Impossible!
JACK. There's to be a meeting of the judges this afternoon. See...
here's the decision! [Takes paper from pocket.] The one they mean to
kill!
MONTAGUE. [Looks at paper.] Merciful heavens!
JACK. And look here! [Unfolds a paper, which has pasted on it bits of
a torn and charred note.] He threw this in the fireplace, and it didn't
burn.
MONTAGUE. Bullen!
JACK. In Grimes' own handwriting: "My Dear Porter--I will call"... you
can see what that word was... "at eight-thirty. Very urgent." How's
that?
MONTAGUE. Man, it's ghastly! [A pause.] How did you manage to get these?
JACK. It's a long story.
MONTAGUE. How did Grimes work it? Money?
JACK. Not a dollar.
MONTAGUE. What then?
JACK. Just bluffed him. Party loyalty! What was he named for?
MONTAGUE. But in a suit like this!
JACK. Never was a better test! If Hegan lost this case, he'd be wiped
off the slate, and the organization might go down at the next election.
And what were you put in for, judge Porter? Don't you see?
MONTAGUE. I see! It takes my breath away!
JACK. [Looking about.] And what a place for us to meet in! Did you see
Grimes?
MONTAGUE. Yes.
JACK. I'll wager he came to tell Hegan about it.
MONTAGUE. No doubt of it.
JACK. God! I'd give one hand to have heard them!
MONTAGUE. Don't wish that! It's embarrassing enough as it is!
JACK. [Staring at him.] You'll see it through? You won't back out?
MONTAGUE. Oh, I'll see it through... trust me for that. But it's
devilish awkward!
JACK. Why did you come here?
MONTAGUE. I tried not to. But Miss Hegan insisted.
JACK. [Laughing.] The same here! I was fair caught!
MONTAGUE. And now she'll think we learned it here. I'll have to explain
to her...
JACK. What?
MONTAGUE. I Must!
JACK. No! [LAURA appears at windows, centre, and hears the rest, which
is in excited tones.] It is not to be thought of!
MONTAGUE. But I can't help it, man! Miss Hegan will think I've been
eavesdropping!
JACK. D
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