h you, father. I simply
must go and get my things off.
(_To Connie._) You'll have to receive, dear. I'll be right back.
(_Julius Rutland enters. Margaret advances to meet him, shaking
his hand._) You must forgive me for deserting for a moment.
{Rutland}
(_Greeting the others._) A family council, I see.
{Margaret}
(_On way to exit at rear._) No; a discussion on dreams and
dreamers. I leave you to bear my part.
{Rutland}
(_Bowing._) With pleasure. The dreamers are the true architects.
But--a--what is the dream and who is the dreamer?
{Margaret}
(_Pausing in the doorway._) The dream of social justice, of fair
play and a square deal to everybody. The dreamer--Mr. Knox.
(_Rutland is so patently irritated, that Margaret lingers in the
doorway to enjoy._)
{Rutland}
That man! He has insulted and reviled the Church--my calling.
He--
{Connie}
(_Interrupting._) He said the churchmen stole from God. I remember
he once said there had been only one true Christian and that He
died on the Cross.
{Margaret}
He quoted that from Nietzsche.
{Starkweather}
(_To Rutland, in quiet glee._) He had you there.
{Rutland}
(_In composed fury._) Nietzsche is a blasphemer, sir. Any man who
reads Nietzsche or quotes Nietzsche is a blasphemer. It augurs
ill for the future of America when such pernicious literature has
the vogue it has.
{Margaret}
(_Interrupting, laughing._) I leave the quarrel in your hands, sir
knight. Remember--the dreamer and the dream. (_Margaret makes
exit._)
{Rutland}
(_Shaking his head._) I cannot understand what is coming over the
present generation. Take your daughter, for instance. Ten years
ago she was an earnest, sincere lieutenant of mine in all our
little charities.
{Starkweather}
Has she given charity up?
{Connie}
It's settlement work, now, and kindergartens.
{Rutland}
(_Ominously._) It's writers like Nietzsche, and men who read him,
like Knox, who are responsible.
(_Senator Dowsett and Mrs. Dowsett enter from rear._)
(_Connie advances to greet them. Rutland knows Mrs. Dowsett, and
Connie introduces him to Senator Dowsett._)
(_In the meantime, not bothering to greet anybody, evincing
his own will and way, Starkweather goes across to right front,
selects one of several chairs, seats himself, pulls a thin
note-book from inside coat pocket, and proceeds to immerse
himself in contents of same._) (_Dowsett and Rutland pair and
stroll to le
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