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    The Machine

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    dive-keepers and betraying helpless young girls! Naming legislators

      and judges, and receiving bribes to corrupt the highest Court in the

      State.

      HEGAN. Laura . . .

      LAURA. Father, I did not seek this discussion! He challenged me . . .

      and he shall hear the truth! For all these months the thing that has

      been driving me to desperation has been the knowledge that my father

      was the business associate and ally of a master of infamy like Robert

      Grimes!

      GRIMES. Thanks, ma'am! And so now he's to break with me!

      [A knock at the door.]

      ANDREWS. [Enters, centre.] Mr. Hegan, these orders for your brokers

      must be signed.

      HEGAN. I won't sign them!

      ANDREWS. Sir?

      HEGAN. Never mind them.

      GRIMES. [Springing to his feet.] Jim Hegan, you're mad! [TO ANDREWS.]

      Go out, will you? ANDREWS exit.] Hegan, man . . . surely you don't

      mean this?

      HEGAN. Yes . . . I'm sick of it!

      GRIMES. But, man, think of the rest of us! . . . What are we to do?

      HEGAN. You can buy just the same.

      GRIMES. But without you? Why, we won't be able to corner Murdock! And

      if he gets out of this hole, it'll be worse than ever! There'll be

      hell to pay!

      HEGAN. I don't care.

      GRIMES. But, man, you've pledged yourself! Look at what Harris has

      done! . . . What excuse will you be able to make to him? And what will

      you tell Henry Stevens?

      HEGAN. I'll tell them I've quit.

      GRIMES. But you told them last night you were going in with every

      dollar you could raise! You told Isaacson he could break with Murdock!

      And now you'll tell them you've turned tail and run! Why, Hegan, it's

      treason!

      HEGAN. Listen to me . . .

      GRIMES. I don't want to listen to you! Half an hour from now you'll be

      ashamed of yourself . . . wishing that nobody had heard you! You'll be

      begging me not to mention it! You . . . Jim Hegan . . . the traction

      king! To lose your nerve over a little thing like this! What's come

      over you, anyhow . . . after all the things we've been through

      together? Why, man . . .

      [The 'phone rings.]

      HEGAN. Hello! Who is it? Oh, Isaacson. Yes; I'll speak with him.

      Hello, Isaacson! Yes. No; I've not forgotten. I'll do whatever I said

      I'd do. Er . . . yes; that's all right. I've been delayed. Yes. I'll

      get the money to you. Right away. Oh, certainly, that's all right.

      [Hangs up receiver.] Ah, God!

      GRIMES. Hegan, listen here. You're in the midst of a battle. And

      you're the general. Everything depends on you this morning. And you've

      a right to be afraid . . but you've no right to let others see it.

      You've no right . . . do you understand me? And, by God, I won't let

      you! . . . I'll be a man for two of you! Shake yourself together now !

      [Seizes him.] Come, man ! Shake yourself together!

      HEGAN. But think of the exposure!

      GRIMES. The exposure! And this is Jim Hegan talking! How many times

      have you been exposed already? And how many times have I been?

      HEGAN. But this is different.

      GRIMES. How different? We've got the police, and we've got the

      district attorney, and we've got the courts. What more do we want?

      What can they do but talk in the newspapers? And is there anything

      they haven't said about us already? [Takes HEGAN by the arm, and

      laughs.] Come, old man! As my friend Leary says: "Dis is a nine-day

      town. If yez kin stand de gaff for nine days, ye're all right!" We'll

      stand the gaff!

      HEGAN. I'm tired of standing it.

      GRIMES. Yes, we all get tired now and then. But this afternoon it'll

      be Murdock that's tired. Think of him, Hegan . . . try to realize him

      a bit! You've got him where you want him at last! Remember what he did

      to you in the Brooklyn Ferry case! Remember how he lied to you in the

      Third Avenue case! And he told Isaacson, only last week, that he'd

      never let up on you till he'd driven you out of the traction field!

      HEGAN. Did he say that?

      GRIMES. He did that! And only yesterday he said he was getting ready

      to finish you! He's as sure of this Court decision as I am of the

      sunrise! I'm told he's short already over a quarter of a million

      shares!

      HEGAN. But his judges'll get word to him . . . he'll buy!

      GRIMES. Of course! But that's just why you ought to be busy! Buy

      first, and make him pay . . . damn his soul!

      ANDREWS. [Knocks and enters.] Mr. Stevens is here, Mr. Hegan.

      GRIMES. Henry Stevens? We'll see him. [ANDREWS exit.] Come on, man!

      We'll go over to your brokers and take the orders. It'll give you a

      smell of the powder smoke.

      LAURA. [AS HEGAN Starts to follow.] Father, you are going with him?

      HEGAN. My dear child, what can I do?

      LAURA. But think of the disgrace . . . the shame of it! You will carry

      it with you all your life!

      HEGAN. I can't help it. I am bound hand and foot.

      LAURA. Father! [She rushes to him, and flings her arms about him.] Do

      you realize what you are doing? You are driving me away from you! . .

      . You are casting me off ! And all for a few more dollars !

      HEGAN. My dear, it is not that. My word is pledged.

      LAURA. You are trampling me in the dust. You are spurning all that is

      best in your life!

      GRIMES. Come, come, man ! The game is called

      HEGAN. Let me go, my dear.

      LAURA. Father!

      HEGAN. No! No! [He gently, but firmly, puts her arms from him.] Good-

      bye, dear.

      LAURA. Father! [HEGAN and GRIMES go out centre; she sinks by the

      table, and buries her face in her arms, sobbing; after a considerable,

      interval, a knock on the door, centre.] Come in!

      MONTAGUE. [Enters.] Well?

      LAURA. I have failed. [Rises and stretches out her arms.] Failed! He

      has gone with Grimes!

      MONTAGUE. I saw him go, Miss Hegan.

      LAURA. [Swiftly.] And yet . . . I have not failed utterly. I have

      failed to turn back the decision . . . to save him from this disgrace.

      But that is not all.

      MONTAGUE: How do you mean?

      LAURA. I shall not give him up . . . and, in the end, I shall have my

      way; I can see that quite clearly. Ah, how I hurt him! I almost broke

      his heart! And just now he is in the midst of the battle . . . the

      rage of it is on him. But, afterwards, he will recollect . . . he will

      be overwhelmed with grief! And then he will see! He will do what I

      have begged him to!

      MONTAGUE. Yes . . . perhaps that is so.

      LAURA. I know what my love means to him! I know what he is at heart!

      And when he sees that I mean to carry out my threat, to go by myself

      and to refuse to touch his money . . . that will be more than he can

      bear, Mr. Montague!

      MONTAGUE. You mean to do that?

      LAURA. I mean to do it! I mean to do it today; and I will never yield

      to him . . . never until he has atoned for this wrong he has done! And

      don't you see that I will win in the end?

      MONTAGUE. Yes; I see.

      LAURA. [Quickly.] Understand, that has nothing to do with your course.

      I am not asking you to spare
    him. You must go ahead and do your duty .

      . . you must do just what you would have done if I had never stood in

      the way.

      MONTAGUE. It is a terrible thing to me, Miss Hegan. I cannot turn back

      . . .

      LAURA. You must not! You must not think of it! It will be a part of my

      father's punishment . . . and he has deserved it. He has prepared that

      cup, and he must drink it . . . to the dregs!

      MONTAGUE. You can bear it?

      LAURA. It is not any question of what I can bear. It is a question of

      the rights of the people. I saw that quite clearly, as my father

      talked with me. Whether it is he who wins, or whether it is Murdock,

      it is always the people that lose. And, let it hurt whom it may, the

      people must have the truth!

      MONTAGUE. And then . . . you will be able to forgive me! Ah, what a

      weight you lift from me! I hardly dared to face the thought of what I

      had to do! Hesitating.] And then, the thought that you mean to

      renounce your father's wealth . . . that you are going out into the

      world . . . alone . . .

      LAURA. It will not be hard for me. You cannot know how I have hated my

      past life. To know that my father has plundered the public . . . and

      then to give his money, and call it charity. To be flattered and

      fawned upon . . . to be celebrated and admired . . . and never for

      anything that I am, but always for my money!

      MONTAGUE. I understand what you feel! And see what your decision means

      to me . . . it sets me free at last!

      LAURA. Free!

      MONTAGUE. Free to speak! Miss Hegan, I came to New York, and I met

      these rich people, and I saw how their fortunes were poisoning their

      lives. I saw men who could not have a real friend in the world,

      because of their money. I saw young girls whose souls were utterly

      dead in them because they had been brought up to think of themselves

      as keepers of money-bags, and to guard against men who sought to prey

      upon them. I hated the thing . . . I fled from it as I would from a

      plague. In that world I had met a woman I might have loved . . . a

      woman who was noble and beautiful and true; and yet I dared not speak

      to her . . . I dared not even permit myself to know her . . . because

      I was a poor man, and she was rich. But now she is to be poor also!

      And so I may speak!

      LAURA. [Starting.] Oh!

      MONTAGUE. Miss Hegan, from the first time I met you I felt that you

      were the woman I should love. But then, as fate would have it, I found

      myself preparing to attack your father; so I said that we must never

      meet again. But now you see how it has happened. I have come to know

      you as I never hoped to know you, and I know that I love you.

      LAURA. I had no idea . . .

      MONTAGUE. You say that you are going away alone. Let us go together.

      We have the same purpose . . . we have the same battle to fight. We

      can go out to the people and help to teach them.

      LAURA. You . . . you know that you love me?

      MONTAGUE. I love you! I want nothing so much as the chance to serve

      you and help you. The chance to tell you so is more than I had ever

      ventured to hope for. To find you free and alone . . . to be able to

      speak to you, with no thought of wealth or position! To tell you that

      I love you . . . just you! You!

      LAURA. I hardly dare to think of it . . . now . . . here . . .

      MONTAGUE. We can put all the past behind us . . . we can take a new

      start and win our own way. If only you love me!

      LAURA. Ah, to let myself be happy again. How can I?

      MONTAGUE. If you love me, then we have the key to happiness . . . then

      everything is clear before us. We can face the world together! Do you

      love me? [Stretches out his arms to her.] Laura!

      LAURA. [Sways toward him.] I love you.

      MONTAGUE. [Embraces her.] My love!

      CURTAIN

      End of Project Gutenberg Etext The Machine, by Upton Sinclair

     

     

     



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