gs are to be started at
once to break--the other--marriage. [_No answer from JINNY._] To spare
me, and above all to spare you the knowledge of your brother's sin, your
husband has kept Geoffrey's secret from you. You have _well_ repaid him!
[_She turns again to AUSTIN._] Good-by--I feel to-night I couldn't marry
Geoffrey again. He's tumbled so far off his pedestal he has fallen out
of my heart. But still--we'll see; I've told him to come to-morrow.
_Thank you_ from the bottom of my heart--it's full of gratitude, even if
it is broken!

[_She goes out Right._

[_JINNY slowly turns, almost afraid to look at AUSTIN. He stands
stern, with set face._

JINNY. [_In a low voice, ashamed to go near him._] Can you forgive me?
Can you--

AUSTIN. Ugh!

[_Crossing room for his coat._

JINNY. I'm mad! You know I don't know what I do. But I _love you_--I
love you! Forgive me!

AUSTIN. Never!

[_Taking up his coat._

JINNY. Where are you going?

AUSTIN. Out of this house.

JINNY. If you leave me, I'll not bear it! I'll kill myself! I warn you!

AUSTIN. Bah!--Good-by!

[_Going to the door Right._

JINNY. No! Where are you going?

AUSTIN. Out of this house _for good_!

[_At the door he turns and looks at her._

JINNY. [_Echoes._] For good?

AUSTIN. _For good!_

[_He goes out, slamming the door behind him._

[_JINNY stands a moment motionless. She then cries faintly--"Jack!"
She goes to the door and pushes it open, crying out again in loud,
strong despair, "Jack!" There is a moment's pause. She cries out
again weakly, heartbrokenly, "Jack!"--comes back into the room, and
throwing herself down on the floor, her head resting on her arms in
the arm-chair, she sobs hysterically, wildly, "What have I done! Dear
God, what have I done!" as_

THE CURTAIN FALLS

ACT IV

Scene I

_Dawn of the next day. At the rise of the curtain JINNY is by the open
window, whose curtains she has thrown aside. The sky is blood-red and
streaked with gold the moment before sunrise. JINNY is worn and
haggard, with hair dishevelled._

JINNY. [_Turning and leaning against the window._] Day at last! What a
night--what a night--but now it's morning and he hasn't come back! He
means it! And it's my own fault--it's my own fault! [_She shivers. She
closes the window and comes away. After a moment's pause she goes
deliberately and looks at the several gas fixtures in the room. She then
closes