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 the farmer must teach himself to renounce. [ bends over the machine, puts her hand over her eyes.] What is it, my child? Don't you feel well?

—[Rises.] I beg pardon, your excellency I have had the strangest feeling since  since he went away from here I don't know how to describe it I don't know what it is. [Her voice is restrained, embarrassed.] But I really believe [bursts out angrily] I've fallen in love with this Juhasz. [''She hurries out at right. The stares after her a moment thoughtfully, lights a cigarette, and as he flicks the ashes from it,'']

THE CURTAIN FALLS