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Story: Drawn Up From Deep Places
He SPLASHES towards the bank.
SECOND BOY
To the madhouse?
POACHER
There and back again, with coin to show for our troubles.
Here, boy, catch.
A THUMP as the bag hits the SECOND BOY; he clutches it, reluctantly. Muttering:
SECOND BOY
And here we bloody go . . . .
They SPLASH away. A rumble of THUNDER. It starts to RAIN HEAVILY.
FADE UP the rain, until it becomes louder than the river.
TABLEAU THIRTEEN: LESSON THE THIRD—RED ALL OVER
MODIFY to become the sound of RAIN on PURL’S OFFICE WINDOWS. There’s a KNOCK at the door.
PURL
Come in.
MRS. BENTHAM and JACK enter.
MRS. BENTHAM
See who’s come to see you, Doctor.
PURL
(Rises)
The famous Stephen. To what do I owe this visit?
JACK
Your roses bloomed. I’ve brought you some.
PURL
Well.
(Takes them; at a loss)
I suppose I’d better
put these in water.
MRS. BENTHAM
I’ll do that.
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