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Rh [A malignant expression sweeps over his face.] If they is He hain’t got no use fer folks like me! He’s fer them that’s on top! That’s what He is! [He suddenly rises on his toes, as if impelled by some power outside himself, and hurls defiance toward heaven.] Damn you, God! [He gradually collapses, muttering brokenly in a fit of terror.] Now I’ve done it! I’ve committed the unpardonable sin! [Then he screams hysterically as the curtain falls.] Help! Help! Come here, everybody, come here!