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144 The thing's done. He's got to face the music.

He'll face it.

How does Betsy seem now?

She's so deadly calm. I wish she'd cry or rave—be more human.

She's determined to go?

Yes, I can do nothing with her.

[Looking at paper.] It's a bad business—a bad business.

Rh

[] You needn't hide that paper. I'm not ashamed of it.

[Surprised.] You're not?

[Coming to him.] Oh, father, isn't he wonderful?

Who?

Alexander.