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ACT FIRST.

SCENE FIRST.

''A wooded hillside near farm. A river rushes down the slope. On the farther side of it an old mill-shed. It is a hot day in summer.''

'', a strongly-built youth of twenty, comes down the pathway. His mother,, a small, slightly-built woman, follows him, scolding angrily.''

Peer, you're lying!

[Without stopping.]

No, I am not!

Well then, swear that it is true!

Swear? Why should I?

See, you dare not! It's a lie from first to last.