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(Kneeling.) The one man I loved! SCHOEN. Harlot! Murderess! Alva! Alva! Water! LULU. Water; he's thirsty. (Fills a glass with champagne and sets it to Schoen's lips. Alva comes thru the gallery, down the stairs.) ALVA. Father! O God, my father! LULU. I shot him. HUGENBERG. She is innocent! SCHOEN. (To Alva.) You! It miscarried. ALVA. (Tries to lift him.) You must go to bed; come. SCHOEN. Don't take me so! I'm drying up. (Lulu comes with the champagne-cup; to her.) You are still like yourself. (After drinking.) Don't let her escape. (To Alva.) You are the next. ALVA. (To Hugenberg.) Help me carry him to bed. SCHOEN. No, no, please, no. Wine, murderess-- ALVA. (To Hugenberg.) Take him up that side. (Pointing right.) Into the bed-room. (They lift Schoen upright and lead him right. Lulu stays near the table, the glass in her hand.) SCHOEN. (Groaning.) O God! O God! O God! (Alva finds the door locked, turns the key and opens it. Countess Geschwitz steps out. Schoen at the sight of her straighten up, stiffly.) The Devil. (He falls backward onto the carpet. Lulu throws herself down, takes his head in her lap, and kisses him.) LULU. He has got over it. (Gets up and starts toward the stairs.) ALVA. Don't stir! GESCHWITZ. I thought it was you. LULU. (Throwing herself before Alva.) You can't give me up to the law! It is =my= head that is struck off. I shot him because he was about to shoot me. I have loved nobody in the world but him! Alva, demand what you will, only don't let me fall into the hands of justice. Take pity on me. I am still young. I will be true to you as long as I live. I will belong only to you. Look at me, Alva. Man, look at me! Look at me!! (Knocking on the door outside.) ALVA. The police. (Goes to open it.) HUGENBERG. I shall be expelled from school. CURTAIN [ Transcriber's Note: The following is a list of corrections made to the original. The first line is the original line, the second the corrected one. forhead.) God in Heaven! The world is strange to me--! forehead.) God in Heaven! The world is strange to me--! SCHIGOLCH. That doesn't help me-- Does he drink? SCHIGOLCH. That doesn't help me--Does he drink? hoping for winter. Perhaps then my (coughing)--my--my asthma will hoping for winter. Perhaps then my (coughing) --my--my asthma will LULU. (Steals toward the door; but Schoen holds her.)-- LULU. (Steals toward the door; but Schoen holds her.) -
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