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Climbers : a play in four acts / by Clyde Fitch. Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909. 400dpi TIFF G4 page images University of Kentucky, Electronic Information Access & Management Center Lexington, Kentucky 2002 b92-203-30752320 Electronic reproduction. 2002. (Beyond the shelf, serving historic Kentuckiana through virtual access (IMLS LG-03-02-0012-02) ; These pages may be freely searched and displayed. Permission must be received for subsequent distribution in print or electronically. Climbers : a play in four acts / by Clyde Fitch. Fitch, Clyde, 1865-1909. S. French, New York : c1905. p. 471-721 ; 20 cm. Coleman Microfilm. Atlanta, Ga. : SOLINET, 1994. 1 microfilm reel ; 35 mm. (SOLINET/ASERL Cooperative Microfilming Project (NEH PS-20317) ; SOL MN04501.01 KUK) Printing Master B92-203. IMLS This electronic text file was created by Optical Character Recognition (OCR). No corrections have been made to the OCR-ed text and no editing has been done to the content of the original document. Encoding has been done through an automated process using the recommendations for Level 1 of the TEI in Libraries Guidelines. Digital page images are linked to the text file. THE CLIMBERS A PLAY IN FOUR ACTS This page in the original text is blank. The Climbers A PLAY IN FOUR ACTS By CLYDE FITCH NEW YORK I LONDON SAMUEL FRENCH SAMUEL FRENCH, LTD. PUBLISHER 26 SOUTHAMPTON ST. 25 WEST 45th STREETI STRAND Reprinted by permission of Little, Brown 6' Co. COPYRIGHT, 1905, BY LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED This play is fully protected by the copyright law, all requirements of which have been complied with. In its present printed form it is dedi- cated to the reading public only, and no performance of it, either pro- fessional or amateur, may be given without she vritten permission of the owner of the acaing rights, wh-o m.ay be add'e-re1d in care of the publishers, Little, Brawi,, and Cumpan-. TO CHARLES T. MATHEWS IN GRATEFUL RECOGNITION OF HIS TRUE FRIENDSHIP AND LOYAL ENTHUSIASM FROM THE BEGINNING C. F. This page in the original text is blank. THE CLIMBERS ACT I. IN LATE WINTER. At the Hunters'. ACT 11. THE FOLLOWING CHRISTMAS EVE. A" the Sterlings'. ACT III. CHRISTM.AS DAY. At the Hermitage, by the Bronx RPvei ACT IV. THE DAY AFrER CHRISTMAS. At s'e Sterling'. NEw YORK: TO-DAY This page in the original text is blank. THE PEOPLE IN THE PLAY RICHARD STERLING. EDWARD WARDEN. FREDERICK MASON. JOHNNY TROTTER GODESBY. DR. STEINART. RYDER. SERVANT at the Hermitage. JORDAN. Butler at the Sterlins'. LEONARD. Footman at Z4e Sterlings'. MASTER STERLING. SERVANTS. MRS. STERLING (nie BSanche Hunter). MISS HUNTER. MRS. HUNTER. JESSICA H1UNTER. CLARA HUNTER. MISS GODESBY. MISS SILLERTON. TompsoN. Afrs. hn/er',s Maid. MARIE. Clara H/unter's Alaid. This page in the original text is blank. Originally produced at the Bijou Theatre, New York, January 21, igoi, with the following cast: - Richard Sterling . Edward Warden . Frederick Mason.. ... Johnny Trotter . . . Dr. Steinart. . .. . . Godesby . Ryder Servant at the Hermitage . Jordan . Servants Leonard . . at the A Footman . . Hunters' Richard Sterling, Jr. Mrs. Hunter ...... . Mr. Frank Worthing ,. . . Mr. Robert Edeson Mr. John Flood Mr. Ferdinand Gottschalk Mr. George C. Boniface . . Mr. J. B. Sturges ... .. . Mr. Kinard Mr. Henry Warwick Mr. Edward Moreland Mr. Henry Stokes Mr. Frederick Wallace Master Harry Wright Mrs. Madge Carr Cook Mrs. Sterling (ne Blanche Hunter) Miss Amelia Bingham Jessica Hunter . . . . . .. . Miss Maud Monroe Clara hunter. . . . . . . . . Miss Minnie Dupreet Miss Hunter . . . . . . . . . . Miss Annie Irish Miss Godesby . . . . . . . . Miss Clara Bloodgood Miss Sillerton.. . . . . . . Miss Ysobel Haskins Tompson . . Maids at 5 Miss Lillian Eldredge Marie I . . the Hunters' . i Miss Florence Uoyd This page in the original text is blank. Produced at the Comedy Theatre, London, September 5, 1903, with the following cast:- Richard Sterling Edward Warden Frederick Mason Johnny Trotter Godesby Dr. Steinart. . Master Sterling Ryder Jordan Leonard . Footman Servant . Mrs. Sterling Miss Hunter Mrs. Hunter Jessica Hunter Clara Hunter Miss Sillerton Tompson Marie . Miss Godesby. .Mr. Sydney Valentine . . . . . . . Mr. Reeves-Smith ... . . . . Mr. J. L. Mackay ... . . . . Mr. G. M. Graham .... . . . .M r.H o ra c eP o llo c k ... . . . .Mr. Howard Sturges Miss Maidie Andrews . . . . .. Mr. Henry Howard . . ......... Mr. Elgar B. Payne Mr. Littledale Power ... . . . .Mr. Rivers Bertram ... . . . .Mr. George Aubrey ... . . . .Miss Lily Hanbury Miss Kate Tyndall ...... . . ..... Miss Lottie Venne Miss Alma Mara .... . . . .. Mrs. Mouillot . . . . . Miss Florence Sinclair . . . . . . . Miss L. Crauford . . . . . . . Miss Armstrong .. . . . . . Miss Fannie Ward This page in the original text is blank. ACT I A drawing-room at the Hunters', handsomely and artistically furnished. The woodwork and furniture are in the period of Louis XVI. The walls and furniture are covered with yellow brocade, and the curtains are of the same golden material. At ILc, back cue two large windows which give out on Fifth Avenue, opposite the Park, the freer of vhicd ate seet across the way. At Le/t is a double doorway, leading into the hall. At Right, opposite, is a door which leads to other rooms, and thence to other parts of the house. In the centre, at back, between the two windows, is the fireplace; on the mantel are two vases and a clock in dark blue 471 THE CL-IMBERS ormolu. There is a white and gold piano on the Right side of the room. The room suggests much wealth, and that it has been done by a professional decorator; the personal note ol taste is lacking. It is jour o'clock in the a/ternoon. The shades of the windows are drawn down. There are rows and rows of camp-chairs filling the entire room. The curtain rises slowly. Alter a moment, JORDAN, .he ouler, ard l EONARD, a loof- man, enter from the Left and begin to gather together and carry out the camp-chairs. They do this wiih very serious laces, and take great pains to step softly and to make no noise. They enter a second time lor more chairs. JORDAN. [Whispers to LEONARD.] When are they coming for the chairs 47 2 THE CLIMBERS LEONARD. [Whispers back.] To-night. Say, it was fine, wasn't it! JORDAN. Grand! [They go out with the chairs and immediately reenter bor more. They are followed in this time by a lady's maid, TOMPSON; she is not a young woman. As she crosses the room she stoops and picks tip a jaded flower which has jallen Irom some emblem. She goes to the window at Right, and peeps out. She turns around and looks at the others. They all speak in subdued voices. TOmPSON. Jordan, what do you think -can we raise the shades now JORDAN. Yes, of course - after they've left the house it's all over as far as we here are con- cerned. [She raises both shades. 473 THE CLIMBERS TOMPSON. Phew! what an odor of flowers! [She opens one o1 the windows a little. [MARIE, a young, pretty, French woman, enters from the Right. MARIE. Will I help you TOMPSON. Just with this table, thank you, Marie. [They begin to rearrange the room, put- ting it in its normal condition. They replace the table and put back the ornaments upon it.] Poor Mr. Hunter, and him so fond of mince pie. I shall never forget how that man ate mince pie. [She sighs lugubriously and continues her labor with the room. LEONARD. I hope as how it's not going to make any difference with us. JORDAN. [Pompously.] Of course not; wasn't Mr. Hunter a millionnaire TomPSON. Some millionnaires I've known 474 THE CLIMBERS turned out poor as Job's turkey in their coffins ! MARIE. What you say You tink we shall 'ave some of madame's or ze young ladies' dresses TOMPSON. [Ho pefully.] Perhaps. MARIE. I 'ave already made my choice. I like ze pale pink of Mees Jessie. LEONARD. Sh! I heard a carridge. TOmPSON. Then they're coming back. [MARIE quickly goes out Right. JORDAN. [To LEONARD, hurriedly, as he quickly goes out Left.] Take them last two chairs! [LEONARD, with the chairs, follows JORDAN Out Left. TOmPSON hastily puts back a last arm- chair to its usual position in the room and goes out Right. MRS. HUNTER enters Left, followed by her three daughters, BLANCHE, JESSICA, and CLARA, and MASTER STERLING, who is 475 THE CLIMBERS a small, attractive child, five years of age All are in the deepest conventional mourning, MRS. HUNTER in widow's weeds and CLARA with a heavy, black chiflon veil; the BoY is also dressed in conventional mourning. A s soon as they enter, all four women lift their veils. MRS. HUNTER is a well-preserved woman, with a pretty, rather foolish, and somewhat querulous face. Her figure is the latest mode. BLANCHE STERLING, her oldest daughter, is her antithesis, -a handsome, dignified woman, young, sincere, and showing, in her attitude to the others and in her own point of view, the warmth of a true, evenly-balanced nature. JESSICA is a typical second child, - nice, good, self-effacing, sympathetic, unspoiled. CLARA is her oppo- site, - spoiled, petulant, pretty, pert, and selfish. 476 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. [With a long sigh.] Oh, I am so glad to be back home and the whole thing over without a hitch! [She sinks with a great sigh of relief into a big chair. BLANCHE. [Takes her son to MRS. HUNTER.] Kiss grandmother good-by, and then Leonard will take you home. MRS. HUNTER. Good-by, dear. Be a good boy. Don't eat too much candy. [Kisses him carelessly. MASTER STERLING. Good-by. [Runs towards the door Left, shouting happily.] Leonard ! Leonard ! MRS. HUNTER. [Tearfully.] My dears, it was a great success! Everybody was there! [The three younger women stand and look about the room, as if it were strange to them - as i) it were empty. There is a moment's silence. 477 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. [Tenderly.] Mother, why don't you take off your bonnet MRS. HUNTER. Take it off for me; it will be a great relief. BLANCHE. Help me, Jess. MRS. HUNTER. [Irritably.] Yes, do something, Jessie. You've mortified me terribly to-day! That child hasn't shed a tear. People'll think you didn't love your father. [The two are taking 0o MRS. HUNTER'S bonnet. MRS. HUNTER waits for an answer from JESSICA; none comes.] I never saw any one so heartless! [Tearful again.] And her father adored her. She was one of the things we quarrelled most about ! [Over MRS. HUNTER'S head BLANCHE exchanges a sympathetic look with JESSICA to show she understands. 478 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. I'm sure I've cried enough. I've cried buckets. [She goes to MRS. HUNTER as BLANCHE and JESSICA take away the bonnet and veil and put them on the piano. MRS. HUNTER. [Kissing Clara.] Yes, dear, you are your mother's own child. And you lose the most by it, too. [Leaning against the side of her mother's chair, with one arm about her mother. CLARA. Yes, indeed, instead of coming out next month, and having a perfectly lovely winter, I'll have to mope the whole season, and, if I don't look out, be a wallflower without ever having been a bud I MRS. HUNTER. [Hall amused but feeling CLARA'S remark is perhaps not quite the right thing.] Sh- [During CLAUR'S speech above, BtANcHE has 479 7481,E CLIMBERS taken JESSICA in her arms a moment and kissed her tenderly, slowly. They rejoin MRS. HUNTER, BLANCHE wiping her eyes, JESSICA still tearless. CxLAs. And think of all the clothes we brought home from Paris last month! MRS. HUNTER. My dear, don't think of clothes -think of your poor father! That street dress of mine will dye very well, and we'll give the rest to your aunt and cousins. BLANCHE. Mother, don't you want to go upstairs JESSICA. [Sincerely moved.] Yes, I hate this room now. MRS. HUNTER. [Rising.] Hate this room! When we've just had it done! Louis Kinge! BLANCHE. Louis Quinze, dear! She means the associations now, mother. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, yes, but that's weak and 480 THE CLIMBERS foolish, Jessie. No, Blanche - [Silling again.] - I'm too exhausted to move. Ring for tea. [BLANCHE rings the bell beside the mantel. CLARA. [Crossing to piano, forgets and starts to play a music-hall song, but MRS. HUNTER stops her.] Oh, yes, tea! I'm starved I MRS. HUNTER. Clara, darling! As if you could be hungry at such a time! [JORDAN entrs Left. BLANCHE. Tea, Jordan. JORDAN. Yes, madam. [He goes out Left. MRS. HUNTER. Girls, everybody in town was there I I'm sure even your father himself couldn't 'save complained. BLANCHE. Mother I MRS. HUNTER. Well, you know he always found fault with my parties being too mixed. He 481 4THE CLIMBERS wouldn't realize I couldn't throw over all my old set when I married into his, -not that I ever acknowledged I was your father's inferior. I consider my family was just as good as his, only we were Presbyterians! BLANCHE. Mother, dear, take off your gloves. MRS. HUNTER. I thought I had. [Crying.] I'm so heartbroken I don't know what I'm doing. [Taking off her gloves. [BLANCHE and CLARA comrort their mother. JESSICA. Here's the tea- [JORDAN and LEONARD enter with large, sil- ver tray, with tea, cups, and thin bread-and- butter sandwiches. They place them on small tcatable which JESSICA arranges /or them. MRS. HUNTER. I'm afraid I can't touch it. [Taking her place behind lea-table and biting eagerly into a sandwich. 482 2'HE CLIMBERS JESSICA. [Dryly.] Try. [BLANCHE pours tea for them all, which they take in turn. MRS. HUNTER. [Eating.] One thing I was furious about,-did you see the Witherspoons here at the house CLARA. I did. MRS. HUNTER. The idea! When I've never called on them. They are the worst social pushers I've ever known. [She takes another sandwich. CLARA. Trying to make people think they are on our visiting list ! Using even a funeral to get in! MRS. HUNTER. But I was glad the Worthings were here, and I thought it sweet of old Mr. Dormer to go even to the cemetery. [Voice breaks a little.] He never goes to balls any more, and, they say, catches cold at the slightest change of temperature 43 THE CLIMBERS [She takes a third sandwich BLANCHE. A great many people loved father. MRS. HUNTER. [Irritably.] They ought to've. It was really foolich the way he was always doing something for somebody! How good these sand- wiches are! [Spoken very plaintively. JESSICA. Shall we have to economize now, mother MRS. HUNTER. Of course not; how dare you suggest such an injustice to your father, and be/ore the flowers are withered on his grave! [Again becoming tearful. [JORDAN enters Left with a small silver tray, heaping full of letters. Has the new writing paper come BLANCHE. [Who lakes the letters and looks through them, giving some to her mother.] Yes. [BLANCHE reads a letter, and passes it to JESSICA. 484 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. Is the black border broad enough They said it was the thing. CLARA. If you had it any broader, you'd have to get white ink to write with! MRS. HUNTER. [Sweetly.] Don't be imperti- nent, darling! [Reading another Iletr. [Enter Miss RUTH HUNTER. She is an un- married woman between thirty and forty years of age, handsome, distinguished; an aris- tocrat, without any pretensions; simple, un- affected, and direct in her efiL rt to do kindnesses where they are not absolutely undeserved. She enters the room as if she carried with her an atmosphere of pure ozone. This affects all those in it. She is dressed in deep mourning and wears a thick chiffon veil, which s/u removes as she enters. 485 THE CLIMBERS RuT. Oh! you're having tea! [Glad that they are MRS. HUNTER. [Taking a second cup.] I thought the children ought to. RUTH. Of course they ought and so ought you, if you haven't. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, I've trifled with something JESSICA. Sit here, Aunt Ruth. BLANCHE. Will you have a cup, Aunt Ruth RUTH. Yes, dear, I'm feeling vcr- hungry. [Sitting on the so/a beside JESSICA and pressing her hand as she does so. MRS. HUNTER. Hungry! How can youI RUTH. Because I'm not a hypocrite! MRS. HUNTER. [Whimpering.] I suppose that's a slur at me! RUTH. If the slipper fits! But I confess I haven't eaten much for several days; I couldn't 486 IHE CLIMBERS touch anything this morning, and I begin to feel exhausted; I must have food and, thank Heaven, 1 want it. Thank you. [To BLANCHE, taking the cup from her. MRS. HUNTER. I think it's awful, Ruth, and I feel I have a right to say it -I think you owed it to my feelings to have worn a long veil; people will think you didn't love your brother. RUTH. [Dryly.] Will they Let them! You know as well as I do that George loathed the very idea of crepe and all display of mourning. MRS. HUNTER. [Feeling out of her dement, changes the subject.] You stayed behind RUTH. Yes. I wanted to be the last there. [Her voice chokes; she tries to control hersel/.] Ah I you see my nerves are all gone to pieces. I won't cry any more! MRS. HUNTERL I don't see how you could 487 THE CLIMBERS bear it - staying; but you never had any heart Ruth. RUTH. [Mechanically, biting her lips hard So keep the tears back.] Haven't I MRS. HUNTER. My darling husband always felt that defect in you. RUTH. George MRS. HUNTER. He resented your treatment o me, and often said so. RUTH. [Very quietly, but with determination.] Please be careful. Don't talk to me like this about my brother, Florence - ot you'll make me say something I shall be sorry for. MRS. HUNTER. I don't care ! It wore on him, the way you treated me. I put up with it for his sake, but it helped undermine his health. RUTH. Florence, stop! MRS. HUNTER. [In /oolish anger. the resentment 488 THE CLIMBERS o0 years bursting out.] I won't stop! I'm alone now, and the least you can do is to see that people who've fought shy of me take me up and give me my due. You've been a cruel, selfish sister-in- law, and your own brother saw and hated you for itI BLANCHE. Mother! RUTH. [Outraged.] Send your daughters out of the room; I wish to answer you alone. MRS. HUNTER. [Frightened.] No! what you have to say to me I prefer my children to hear! [CLARA comes over to her mother and puts het arm about her. RuTu. I can't remain quiet any longer. George - [She almost breaks down, but she controls hersell.] This funeral is enough, with its show and worldli- ness ! I don't believe there was a soul in the church you didn't see! Look at your handkerchief 489 THE CLIMBERS Real grief isn't measured by the width of a black border. I'm ashamed of you, Florence! I never liked you very much, although I tried to for your husband's sake, but now I'm even more ashamed of you. My dear brother is gone, and there need be no further bond between us, but I want you to understand the true reason why, from to-day, I keep away from you. This funeral was revolting to me!-a show spectacle, a social function, and for him who you know hated the very thing. [She stops a moment to control her tears and her anger. ] I saw the reporters there, and I heard your message to them, and I contradicted it. I begged them not to use your information, and they were gentlemen and promised me not to. You are, and always have been, a silly, frivolous woman. I don't doubt you loved your husband as much as you could any man, but it wasn't enough for me; 490 THlE CLIMBERS he was worth being adored by the best and noblest woman in the world. I've stood by all these years, trying with my love and silent sympathy to be some comfort to him -but I saw the disap- pointment and disillusionment eat away the very hope of happiness out of his heart. I tried to help him by helping you in your foolish ambitions, doing what I could to give my brother's wife the social position his name entitled her tol MRS. HUNTER. That's not true; I've had to fight it out all alone! RUTH. It was not my fault if my best friends iound you intolerable; I couldn't blame them. Well, now it's over! George is at rest, please God. You are a rich woman to do what you please. Go, and do it! and Heaven forgive you for ruining my brother's life! I'm sorry to have said all this before your children. Blanche, yoi. 491 THE CLIMBERS know how dearly I love you, and I hope you have forgiven me by now for my opposition to youi marriage. BLANCHE. Of course I've forgiven you, but you were always unjust to Dick. RUTm. Yes; I didn't like your husband then, and I didn't believe in him, but I like him better now. And I am going to put all my affairs in his hands. I couldn't show - surely - a better proof of confidence and liking than that: to trust him as I did - your father. I hope I shall see much of you and Jessica. As for you, Clara, I must be honest - CLARA. [Interrupting her.] Oh, I know you've always hated me! The presents you gave the other girls were always twice as nice as I got I MRS. HUNTER. [Sympathetically.] Come here, darling. 492 771E CLIMBERS [CLARA goes and puts her arms about her mother'. neck. RUTH. You are your mother's own child, Clara, and I never could pretend anything I didn't feel. [She turns to BLANCHE and JESSICA, who stand side by side.] You two are all I have left in the world of my brother. [She kisses them, and Ides the tears come, this time without struggling.] Take pity on your old-maid aunt and come and see me, won't you, often - [Trying to smile away her tears.] And now good-by I JESSICA ANiw RUTH. [Taking her hands.] Good-by. [RUTH looks about the room to say good-by to it; she cries and hurriedly begins pull- ing down her veil, and starts to go out as JoRDAN ters Lei and announces "Mr. Mason I" 493 THE CLIMBERS [MRS. HUNTER fluffs her hair a little and hopes she looks becoming. (MASON is a typical Ne-w Yorker, well built, well preserved, dignified, and good-looking, - a solid man in every sense of the word. MASON. [Meeting RUTH, shakes hands with her.] Miss Hunter. RuTH. I am just going, Mr. Mason. MASON. You must stay. I sent word to youi house this morning to meet me here. [Shakes hands with IHe others. RuTH. I was here all night. MRS. HUNTER. Will you have some tea The children were hungry. MASON. No, thank you. [To BLANCHE.] Isn't your husband here [JORDAN, at a signal from MUs. HUNTER, removes the tea things. 494 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. No, he left us at the door when we came back. MASON. Ddn't he get a letter from me this morning asking him to meet me here BLANCHE. Oh, yes, he did mention a letter at breakfast, but my thoughts were away. He has been very much worried lately over his affairs; he doesn't confide in me, but I see it. I wish you could advise him, Mr. Mason. MASON. I cannot advise your husband if he won't ask my advice. I don't think we'll wait for Mr. Sterling. [Gives chair to MRS. HuNTiL MRS. HUNTER. I suppose you've come about all the horrid business. Why not just tell us how much our income is, and let all the details go. I really think the details are more than I can beat to-day. 495 THE CLIMBERS MASON. That can be certainly as you wish; but I felt - as your business adviser - and besides I promised my old friend, your husband - it was my duty to let you know how matters stand with the least possible delay. Mps. HUNTER. [Beginning to break down.] George! George! [RUTH looks at her, furious, and bites her lips hard. JESSICA is standing with her buck toward them. MASON. Well, then- [He is interrupted by MRS. HUNTER, who sees JESSICA. MRS. HUNTER. Jess! How rude you are! Turn around this minute! [JESSICA does not move.] What do you mean! Excuse me, Mr. Mason! Jess! Such disrespect to your father's will! Turn around! [Angry.] Do you hear me 496 THE CLIMBERS JESSICA. [With her back still turned, her shoul- ders shaking, speaks in a voice broken with sobs.] Leave me alone! Leave me alone - [She sits in a chair beside her and leans her arms upon its back and buries her lace in her arms. BLANCHE. [With her hand on her mother's arm.] Mother! Don't worry her! MRS. HUNTER. Go on, please, Mr. Mason, and remember, spare us the details. What is our income MASON. Mrs. Hunter, there is no income. MRS. HUNTER. [Quietly, not at all grasping what he means.] No income! How is our money - MASON. I am sorry to say there is no money. MRS. HUNTER. [Echoes weakly.] No money MASON. Not a penny I 497 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. [Realizing now what he means, cries out in a loud, hard, amazed voice.] Whatl BLANCHE. [With her hand on her shoulder.) Mother! MRS. HUNTER. I don't believe it! RUTH. [To MASON.] My good friend, do you mean that literally - that my brother died without leaving any money behind him MRS. HUNTER. For his wife and family MASON. I mean just that. Rum. But how MRS. HUNTER. Yes, tel us the details - every one of them! You can't imagine the shock this is to me! MASON. Hunter sent for me two days before he died, and told me things had gone badly with him last year, but it seemed impossible to retrench his expense. 498 THE CLIMBERS Rum. Are you listening, Florence 7 MRS. HUNTER. Yes, of course I am; your brother was a very extravagant man! MASON. This year, with his third daughter coming out, there was need of more money than ever. He was harassed nearly to death with financial worries. [RUTH begins to cry soldy. MRS. HUNTER gets angrier and angrier.] And finally, in sheer desperation, and trusting to the advice of the Storrings, he risked everything he had with them in the Consolidated Copper. The day after, he was taken ill. You know what happened. The Storrings, Hunter, and others were ruined absolutely; the next day Hunter died. RUTm. Poor George I Why didn't he come to me; he must have known that everything I had was hisI 499 ATHE CLIMBERS MASON. He was too ill when the final blow came to realize it. MRS. HUNTER. [Angry.] But his life insurance, -there was a big policy in my name. MASON. He had been obliged to let that lapse. MRS. HUNTER. You mean I haven't even my life insurance MASON. As I said, there is nothing, except this house, and that is - MRS. HUNTER. [Rises indignantly and almost screams in angry hysterics.] Mortgaged, I presume I Oh, it's insulting! It's an indignity. It's - it's - Oh, well, it's just like my husband, there! BLANCHE. Mother! [RUTH rises, and, taking MASON'S arm, leads him aside. MRS. HUNTER. [To BLANCHE.] Oh, don't talk to me now! You always preferred your father, 5 or THE CLIMBERS and now you're punished for it! He has wilfully left your mother and sisters paupers! BLANCHE. How can you speak like that! Surely you know father must have suffered more than we could when he realized he was leaving nothing for you. JESSICA. Yes, and it was for us too that he lost all. It was our extravagance. MRS. HUNTER. Hush I How dare you side against me, too RUTH. Florence - MRS. HUNTER. Well, Ruth, what do you think of your brother now BLANCHE. [To her mother.] Don'tI MASON. By whom were the arrangements for to-day made MRS. HUNTER. My son-in-law had most press- ing business, and his friend - Sor THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. The friend of all of us - MRS. HUNTER. Yes, of course, Mr. Warden saw to everything. BLANCHE. He will be here any moment! MASON. When he comes, will you send him on to me, please RUTH. Yes. MASON. Very well. Good-by. [Shakes hands with BLANCHE.] I am very sorry to have been the bearer of such bad news. MRS. HUNTER. [Shaking hands with him.] Please overlook anything I may have said; at such a moment, with the loss of all my money - and my dear husband - I don't know what to say! MASON. Naturally. [To the others.] Good-by. [To RUTH, who jollows him.] I'll come to see you in the morning. [As they shake hands. 502 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. And I can then tell you what I settle here now./ [MASON goes out Leat.] Florence, I'm very sorry- [1nierru pted. MRS. HUNTER. Oh! You! Sorry! RUTH. Yes, very, very sorry, -first, that 1 spoke as I did just now. MRS. HUNTER. It's too late to be sorry for that now. RUTH. No, it isn't, and I'll prove to you I mean it. Come, we'll talk things over. MRS. HUNTER. Go away! I don't want you to prove anything to me! [MRS. HUNTER and CLARA sit side by side on the so/a. BLANCHE and JESSICA are in chairs near the table. RUTH sits beside BLANCHE. MRS. HUNTER has something the manner of porcupines and shows a set de- termination to accept nothing by way of corn/ott 503 THE CLIMBERS or expedient. BLANCHE looks hopejul and ready to take the helm for the family. JESSICA will back up BLANCHE.] My happiness in this world is over. What have I to live for RUTH. Your children! MRS. HUNTER. Beggars like myself! BLANCHE. But your children will work for you. CLARA. Work! I see myself. Rum. So do I. MRS. HUNTER. My children work! Don't be absurd! JESSICA. It is not absurd! I can certainly earn my own living somehow and so can Clara. CLARA. Doing what, I should like to know! I see myself ! BLANCHE. Jess is right. I'll take care of this family - father always said I was "his own child." I'll do my best to take his place. 504 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. I will gladly give Jessica a home. MRS. HUNTER. [Whimpers.] You'd rob me of my children, too! JESSICA. Thank you, Aunt Ruth, but I must stay with mother and be Blanche's right-hand man I CLARA. I might go on the stage. Mks. HUNTER. My dear, smart people don't any more. CLARA. I'd like to be a sort of Anna Held. JESSICA. I don't see why I couldn't learn type- writing, Blanche MRS. HUNTER. Huh! Why, you could never even learn to play the piano ; I don't think you'd be much good at typewriting. CLARA. You want to be a typewriter, because in the papers they always have an old gentleman taking them to theatres and supper I No, sir, if 505 6THE CLIMBERS there is to be any "old man's darling" in this family, I'll be it ! RUTH. [Dryly.] You'll have to learn to spell correctly first! CLARA. [Superciliously.] Humph! JESSICA. There are lots of ways nowadays for women to earn their living. RuTH. Yes, typewriting we will consider. MRS. HUNTER. Never! [No one pays any attention to her except CLARA, who agrees with her. RUTH. Jess, you learned enough to Meach, didn't you -even at that fashionable school your mother sent you to JESSICA. Oh, yes, I think I could teach. MRS. HUNTER. Never! (Still no one pays any attention cxcept CLARA wvho again agrees with her. 506 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. No, indeed! I wouldn't teach! BLANCHE. If we only knew some nice elderly woman who wanted a companion, Jess would be a godsend. CLARA. If she was a nice old lady with lots of money and delicate health, I wouldn't mind that position myself. RUTH. Clara, you seem to take this matter as a supreme joke! MRS. HUNTER. [With mock humility.] May I speak [She waits. AU turn to her. A moment's silence.] MAY I speak RUTH. Yes, yes. Go on, Florence; don't you see we're listening MRS. HUNTER. I didn't know! I've been so completely ignored in this entire conversation. But there is one thing for the girls - the easiest possible way for them to earn their living - 507 THE CLIMBERS which you don't seem for a moment to have thought of! [She waits with a smile of coming triumph on her lace. RITH. Nursing I MRS. HUNTER. [Disgusted.] No I CLARA. Manicuring MRS. HUNTER. Darling ! BLANCHE. Designing dresses and hats MRS. HUNTER. No! JESSICA. Book-keeping MRS. HUNTER. No. RUTH. Then what in the world is it MRS. HUNTER. Marriage I CLARA. Oh, of cour'e I RuIH. Humph I [JESSICA and BLANCE i exchange glances. MRS. HUNTER. That young Mr. Trotter would be a fine catch for Jess. So8 THE CLIMBERS JESSICA. Who loathes him! MRS. HUNTER. Don't be old-fashioned I He's very nice. RUTH. A little cad, trying to get into society - n ce occupation for a man/ JESSICA. Mother, you can't be serious. CLARA. Why wouldn't he do for me RUTH. He would I The very thingI MRS. HUNTER. We'll see, darling; I think Europe is the place for you. I don't believe al the titles are gobbled up yet. RUTH. Jess, I might get you some women friends of mine, to whom you could go mornings and answer their letters. Mm. HUNTER. I should not allow my daughter to go in that capacity to the house of any woman who had refused to call on her mother, which is the way most of your friends have treated me 5o9 0THE CLIMBERS RuTH. Do you realize, Florence, this is a ques- tion of bread and butter, a practical suggestion of life, which has nothing whatever to do with the society columns of the daily papers MRS. HUNTER. I do not intend that my daugh- ters shall lose their positions because their father has been - what shall we call it - criminally negligent of them. RUTH. [Rising.] How dare you! You are to blame for it all. If you say another word injuri- ous to my brother's memory, I'll leave this house and let you starve for all I'll do for you. BLANCHE. Aunt Ruth, please, for father's sake - CLARA. Well, this house is ours, anyway! BLANCHE. That is what I've been thinking of. The house is yours. It's huge. You don't reed it. You must either give it up altogether - 510 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER [Interrupts.] Whatl Leave iti My house / Never ! BLANCHE. Or-let out floors to one or two friends,-bachelor friends. Mr. Mason, perhaps- CLARA. [Interrupts, rising, furious.] Take in boarders I MRS. HUNTER. [Who has listened aghast, now rises in outraged dignity; she stands a moment glaring at BLANCHE, then speaks.] Take - [She chokes.] That is the last straw! [And she sweeps from the room Right. CLARA. Mama! Mama! [She goes out alter her mother. (The other three women watch the two leave the room, then turn and look at each other. BLANCHE. We'll manage somehow, only I think it would be easier for us to discuss ail practical matters by ourselves. ,5r i THE CLIMBERS RuAT. And I want you to understand this, girls,-I represent your dear father ; half of everything I have is yours, and you must promise me always to come to me for everything. [STERLING enters suddenly Left. [He is a man of thirty-eight or forty, a singu- larly attractive personality; he is handsome and distinguished. His hair is grayer than his years may account for and his manner betrays a nervous system overtaxed and barely under control. At the moment that hAe enters he is evidently laboring under some especial, and only hal/-concealed, nervous strain. In spite of his irritability at times with his wife, there is an undercurrent of tenderness which reveals his real lave for BLANCHE. STERLING. Oh, you're all hereI Have I missed old Mason 51 2 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. Yes, but Blanche will tell you what he had to say. I'm going upstairs to try and pacify your mother. We mustn't forget she has a hard time ahead of her. [She goes out Right with JEssIcA. STERLING. I suppose Mason came about the will and your father's affairs BLANCHE. Yes, you ought to have been here. STERLING. [Irritably.] But I couldn't-I told you I couldn't! BLANCHE. Do you realize, dear, that you haven't been able to do anything /or me for a long time Lately, even I hardly ever sec you-I stay home night after night alone. STERLING. That's, your own fault, dear; Ned Warden's always ready to take you anywhere you like. BLANcHE. [With the ghost o/ a jest.] But do you 513 THE CLIMBERS think it's quite right for me to take up all Mr Warden's time STERLING. Why not, if he likes it BLANCHE. And don't you think people will soon talk STERLING. Darling ! People always talk, and who cares! BLANCHE. It's months since you showed me any sign of affection, and now when my heart is hungrier than ever for it, - you know how I loved my father, - I long for sympathy from you, and you haven't once thought to take me, your wife, in your arms and hold me close and comfort me. STERLING. I'm sorry, old girl, I'm really sorry. [Embracing her afectionately.] And surely you know I don't love any other woman in the world but you. [He kisses her.] It's only because I've been terriblv worried. I don't want to bother you .5 4 THE CLIMBERS with business, but I've been in an awful hole for money. I tried to make a big coup in Wall Street the other day and only succeeded getting in deeper, and for the last few days I've been nearly distracted. BLANCHE. Why didn't you tell me STERLING. I thought I'd get out of it with this Consolidated Copper without worrying you. BLANCHE. You were in that, too STERLING. How do you mean I, " too " BLANCHE. Mr. Mason has just told us lather lost everything in it. STERLING. [Aghast.] You don't mean your father hasn't left any money BLANCHE. Nothing. STERLING. [Forgetting everything but what this means to him.] Nothing! But I was counting on your share to save me! What did the damned old fool mean 515 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. Dick! STERLING. Forgive me, I didn't mean to say that. BLANCHE. Oh, who are youl What are you I You are not the man I thought when I married you! Every day something new happens to frighten me, to threaten my love for you I STERLING. No, no, don't say that, old girl. [He tries to take her hand. BLANCHE. What right have you to criticise my father, to curse him - and to-day! STERLING. I don't know what I'm saying, Blanche. Try to forgive me. I wouldn't have thought of such a thing as his money to-day if it wasn't the only thing that can save me from - disgrace. [His voice sinking almost to a whisper and tie man himself sinking into a chair 5I6 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. Disgrace! How What disgrace [Going to him. STERLING. I can't explain it; you wouldn't understand. BLANCHE. You must explain it I Your dis- grace is mine. STERLING. [Alarmed at haing said so much, tries to retract a little.] Disgrace was too strong a word-I didn't mean that. I'm in trouble. I'm in trouble. Good God, can't you see it And if you love me, why don't you Suave me alone BLANCHE. How can I go on loving you without your confidence - without ever being suffered to give you any sympathy DoU wives are out of fashion, and even if they weren't, I could never be one. STERLING. [Laughing.] My dear, I'd never accuse you of being stuffed with sawdust 517 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. Oh, and now you joke about it Take care, Dick. STERLING. What's this, a threat BLANCHE. Yes, if you like to call it that. You've been putting me more and more completely out of your life; take care that I don't finish your work and go the last step. STERLING. [Seizing her roughly by the wrist.] The last step! What do you mean by that [Holding her hand more roughly.] You dare to be unfaithful to me! BLANCHE. What! You could think I meant that! Ugh ! How could you STERLING. Well, what did you mean then Eh [Pulling her up close to him, her face close to his. She realizes first by the odor, then by a searching look at his face, that he is partly under the influence o/ liquor. 5I8 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. [With pathetic shame.] Let me go! I see what's the matter with you, but the reason is no excuse; you've been drinking. STERLING. [Dropping her hand.] Ugh I The usual whimper of a woman ! [RUTH reenters Right RUTH. Well, Blanche, dear, your mother's in a calmer frame of mind, and I must go. Dick, can you lunch with me to-morrow STERLING. [Hesitating, not caring about it.] Er - to-morrow - er - RUTH. Oh, only for business. I must have a new business man now to do all that he did for me, and I'm going to try to make up to you for not having been always your - best friend, by putting my affairs in your hands. BLANCHE. [Serious, uneasy, almost Irightened.] Aunt Ruth - 519 0THE CLIMBEPS [She stops. RuTH. What, dear BLANCHE. Nothing. [She gives STERLING a searching, steady look and keeps her eyes upon him, trying to read his real self. RuTH. [Continues to STERLING.] Mr. Mason is coming to me in the morning, and if you will lunch with me at one, I will then be able to give all tne papers over to you. [STERLING, who up to this time has been almost dumbfounded by this sudden good fortune, now collects himself, and speaks delightedly but with sulficient reserve of his feelings. BLANCHE does not take her eyes from STERLING'S lace. STERLING. Aunt Ruth, I thank you from the f ottom of my heart, and I will do my best. BLANCHE. [Quickly.] Promise her, Dick, before 520 THIE CLIMBERS 5 me - give her your word of honor - you wvill be faithful to Aunt Rutn's trust. [He answers BLANCHE'S look steadily with a hard gaze of his own. RUTH. His acceptance of my trust is equal to that, Blanche. BLANCHE. It is of course, isn't it, Dick STERLING. Of course. [BLANCHE is not content, but has to satisly herself with this. RUTH. To-morrow at one, then. [She starts to go. [JORDAN enters Left. JORDAN. Mr. Warden. RUTH. I can't wait. Good-by. [She goes out Left BLANCHE. We will see Mr. Warden. JORDAN. Yes, madam. 5 21 THE CLIMBERS [He goes out Left. STERLING. Blanche, go to your mother and ask her to see Ned to thank him. I want a minute's talk with him if you don't mind. BLANCHE. [Pathetically.] What difference does it make, Dick, if I do mind STERLING. Don't say that, old girl, and don't think it. BLANCHE. Dick, you are honest, aren't you STERLING. [Without flinching.] What a ques- tion, Blanche! [JORDAN enters Left announcing "Mr. Warden." WARDEN enters, and JORDAN goes out. [EDWARD WARDEN, though in reality scarcely younger than STERLING, looks at least ten years his junior. He is good-looking, practical, a reasoning being, and self-controlled. He is a thorough American, with the fresh and strong 5 22 THE CLIMBERS ideals of his race, and uwth the feeling of romance alive in the bottom of his heart. STERLING. [In enormous relief, greets him joyfully.] Ned, what do you think! The greatest news going! BLANCHE. Dick! STERLING. Excuse me, Blanche, I forgot; but Ned will know how I can't help being glad. [WARDEN goes to MRS. STERLING. BLANCHE. [Shaking NED'S hand.] And Mr. Warden knows nothing could make me "glad" to-day. Thank you for all your kindness - WARDEN. Don't thank me; it was nothing. BLANCHE. Yes, please let me thank you all I can; it won't be half what I feel, but I want to know that you know even my silence is full of gratitude for all you've done for my mother, sisters, and me. 5 23 2THE CLIMBERS STEkLING. Yes, we're all immensely indebted to you, Ned, old man. BLANCHE. I will tell mother. I know she wants to see you. [She goes out Right. STERLING. [Speaking with suppressed excite- ment and uncontrollable gladness, unable to keep it back any longer.] Ned, my wife's aunt, Miss Hunter, has put all her business in my hands. WARDEN. Made you her agent STERLING. Yes! What a godsend! Hunter didn't leave a cent. [A moment's pause of astonishment. WARDEN. What do you mean STERLING. It seems he's been losing for a long time. Everything he had he lost in the copper crash. 524 THE CL IMBERS WARDEN. But this is awful! What will Mrs. Hunter and her two young daughters do STERLING. I don't know. I hadn't thought of that. WARDEN. You'll have to think of it. STERLING. I WARDEN. Of course you'll have to help them. STERLING. I can't! Look here, I didn't tell you the truth about my affairs last week, when I struck you for that loan. WARDEN. You don't mean to say you weren't straight with me STERLING. Oh, I only didn't want to frighten you till I'd got the money; if you had made me the loan, I'd have owned up afterwards all right enough. WARDEN. Owned up what STERLING. That I told you a pack of lies 525 THE CLIMBERS - that I haven't any security!- that I haven't anything but debts. WARDEN. FStrongly.] Good things to borrow on! Look here, Dick, how long have we been friends STERLING. Since that day at boarding school when you took a licking for something did. WARDEN. What I mean is we were pals at school, chums at college, stanch friends for twenty years. STERLING. Hell! Are we as old as all that WARDEN. Inseparable friends till the last two years. (STERLING'S eyes shife. STERLING. I've been overworked lately, and everything has gone wrongl WARDEN. [Comes up to him, and speaks firmly but still friendly.] You yourself have gone wrong 5 26 THlE CLIMBERS STERLING. [On the mean WARDEN. Why did of my hands STERLING. The law thought I'd try a little de/ensive.] What do you you take your business out didn't pay me enough. I amateur stockbroking. [Smiling insincerely. WARDEN. You didn't want me to know what you were doingl STERLING. Rats! WARDEN. You didn't want me to know what funds-whose funds-you were using-misusing. STERLING. [Ugly.] What! WARDEN. Whose money you were gambling with I STERLING. Have you been spying on me WARDEN. Your wife's money I STERLING. Well, she's my wife, and you don't know what you're talking aboutl 527 58THE CLIMBERS [He turns from him and picks up a book from the table upside down and pretends to read it. WARDEN. You stole from me once when you were a boy! STERLING. No! I didn't! [Throwing the book down. WARDEN. You lie! Do you hear me You iel [Ile waits a second. STERLING does nothing.] I was never sure till to-day! I fought against ever thinking it, believing my suspicions were an injus- tice to you, but little things were always disappear- ing out of my rooms - finally, even money. Lately, that old suspicion has come back with a fuller force, and to-day it became a certainty. STERLING. How to-day WARDEN. Because if it weren't true, you'd have knocked me down just now when I called you first a thief and twice a liar I 5 28 THE CLIMBERS [lie stands squarely facing him. STERLrNG stands facing him also, surprised, taken of his guard. STERLING. Oh, come, you're joking! [WARDEN makes an angry exclamation.] Why're you telling me all this now WARDEN. Because I want you to be careful. I want you to know some one is watching you! Some one who knows what you've come to! Some one who knows you can't resist temptation! Some one who knows money not yours has stuck to your fingers! STERLING. You mind your own business. WARDEN. I'll mind yours if it's necessary to protect people who are dear to me! (STERLING looks at him with a sudden suspicion. STERLING. [Insinuatingly. 1 I didn't know you were particularly attached to Mrs. Hunter WARDEN. I'm not. 5 29 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. Or to her two unmarried daughters! WARDEN. Nor am I! STERLING. [With whispered intensity.] By God, if you are in love with my wife! WARDEN. If you thought that out loud, I'd knock you down! STERLING. Huh I you talk as if you thought I were a coward ! WARDEN. No, not a physical coward - I've seen you do too many plucky things -but a moral coward -yes, you are one! [Straight to him, standing close and looking him squarely in the eyes. STERLING. [Wavering.] Oh, you're too damned preachy I [MRS. HUNTER enters Right with CLARA. MRS. HUNTER shakes hands with WARDEN silently, happy in the feeling that she is in great afflk- 530 ;CHE CLIMBERS lion, and satisfied with the appearance ana impression she is making. She carries her handkerchief, with its black border, ready in her hand. CLARA has silently shaken hands with WARDEN, after her mother. She after- wards goes to STERLING and hands him several o the letters of condolence. She then goes to the window at Left, pulling aside the curtain, and stands looking out, rather bored, wishing she could go out and take a walk. MRS. HUNTER. We will never forget your kindness. Will the evening papers have anything in, do you think WARDEN. No, not before morning. MRS. HUNTER. [Sighs.] Every one was there STERLING. Where's Blanche MRS. HUNTER. Upstairs. She said she was going after Aunt Ruth. 531 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. [Frightened.] After Aunt Ruth [Strongly.] What for MRS. HUNTER. I don't know. [Whimpering.] I'm not considered in the family any longer! STERLING. I shall stop and take her home. [JORDAN enters. JORDAN. Will you see visitors, madam STERLING. No. [He goes out Righ/. MRS. HUNTER. "No" Yes, we will! I need to see some one, or I shall break down. Go up- stairs, Clara! CLARA. No, why need I MRS. HUNTER. You're not out yet. CLARA. I don't care! At this rate I'll never get "out." Who are they, Jordan 53 2 THE CLI1MBERS JORDAN. Miss Sillerton, Miss Godesby, and Ur. Trotter, miss. WARDEN. I must go, Mrs. Hunter. MRS. HUNTER. [Relieved.] So sorry. Could you go straight to Mr. Mason He wishes to see you [Shaking hands. WARDEN. Certainly. MRS. HUNTER. Thank you. [WARDEN inclines his head to CLARA. CLARA. [Lightly.] Good-by! [WARDEN goes out Left. MRS. HUNTER. I don't think we ought to re- ceive Mr. Trotter. CLARA. Pshaw! why not If there's really ny idea of my mar- [She stops short, silenced by a look from he mother and an indication toward JORDAN. 533 THE CLIMBERS MRS HUNTER. Show them up, Jordan. [JoR- DAN bows and goes out.] How do I look, dear [Arranges her handkerchief. CLARA. [Looking in the mirror.] How do I MRS. HUNTER. [With her back to CLARA.] I asked you first how I looked! CLARA. [Not observing.] Oh, you're all right, how am I MRS. HUNTER. [Not looking at CLARA.] Charming! We'll go upstairs and come down again; I don't think it nice to be found here as if we were expecting visitors. [They go out Right. [JORDAN steps into the room to announce the visitors, and seeing no one there, bolos as the three pass him. JORDAN. The ladies will be down at once. [He goes out Right- 534 THE CLIMBERS (The three turn, looking about the room with curiosity, as if the funeral might have made some diflerence in the house. [MISS SILLERTON is a handsome, attractive woman, most fashionably dressed and per- fectly conventional in character and intelli- gence. Miss GODESBY is a little slow, more assertive, sharper of tongue, more acutely intelligent, and equally smartly dressed. She has still a remnant of real, sincere feeling buried under a cynical mask which her life in a fast set has developed for her self- preservation. TROTTER is a foolish young person, meaning well enough according to his lights, which are not of the biggest and brightest. TROTTER. Classy house altogether I MISS SILLERTON. Mrs. Hunter went to the S35 3THE CLIMBERS most expensive decorator in town, and told him, no matter what it cost, to go ahead and do his worsnt [They all laugh and seat themselves comlortably. TROTTER. Say! The youngest daughter is a good looker - very classy. MISS SILLERTON. That's the one we told you about, the one we want you to marry. Miss GODESBY. Yes, with your money and her cleverness, she'll rubber neck you into the smartest push in town! TROTTER. You've promised I shall know the whole classy lot before spring. Miss GODESBY. So you will if you do as we tell you. But you mustn't let society see that you know you're getting in; nothing pleases society so much as to think you're a blatant idiot. It makes everybody feel you're their equal-that's why you get in. 536 THE CLIMBERS TROTTER. I've got a coach and can drive four- in-hand. I've an automobile drag, and the biggest private yacht in the world building. I'm going to have the most expensive house in Long Island, where the oysters come from, and I've bought a lot in Newport twice as big as the swellest fellow's there. I've got a house in London and a flat in Paris, and I make money fly. I think I ought to be a cinch as a classy success. Miss GODESBY. Don't be a yap; flag Clara Hunter and you're all right! MISS SILLERTON. Her father's position was the best in this country! TROTTER. But he's dead. [Sitting. Miss GODESBY. A good thing for you, for he would never have stood for you! TROTTER. He'd have had to -or do without 537 THE CLIMBERS me as a son-in-law - I wouldn't marry the Venus of Milo if her father didn't think I was good enough. I'm no Dodo bird! Miss GODESBY. It's up to you now, Trotter! Go in and win. [Enter TOmPSON Right; a decided change takes place in all heir manners. TOMPSON. Madam will be down at once, miss. MISS SILLERTON. Thank you. [TOMPSON goes out Right. Miss GODESBY. Only stay a minute or two, Trotty -we're doing our best for you, but we must look out for ourselves, too, and we've come here to-day on business. MISS SILLERTON. How'l1 we ever get the subject on to clothes Miss GODESBY. Humph I Do you think you 538 THE CLIMBERS can talk five minutes with Mrs. Hunter and not hit that topic It's a bull's eye! TROTTER. I don't see where I'm going to come into this classy conversation. MISS GODESBY. You see, Trotty, they brought over piles of clothes from Europe this year, and we want to get hold of them before any one else has a chance - get 'em cheap before they have an Wea anybody else'll buy them. TROTTER. Who buy what Miss SILLERTON. We-buy their winter clothes. TROTTER. For Heaven's sake! Miss GODESBY. Laugh, you silly! I heard the Reed girls planning to come to-morrow. They didn't dare come to-day. Those girls haven't any sand! They're always getting left. TROTTER. You two are Dodo birds! 539 540 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. I say, Eleanor, you're such a lobster about prices and Mrs. Hunter's no idiot, we'd better agree on some sort of a signal! Listen! if you like a gown very much, ask the price, then say to me, "My dear, your hat pin is coming out." And if I think it's a bargain, I'll say, "So it is, thank you ; won't you put it in for me " And if I think Mrs. Hunter's trying to stick you, I'T! say "No, it isn't ; it's always like that." MISS SILLERTON. All right. [MRS. HUNTER and CLARA enter Right. The manner of Miss SILLERTON and Miss GODESBY changes immediately. They speak with rather subdued voices, in the tone of conventional sympathy which is usually adopted on such occasions. MRS. HUNTER also assumes the manner o0 a martyr to grief. CLARA is casual and hard. 7IIE CLIMBERS MISS SI[LERTON. [Shakes hands with MRS. HUNTER.] Dear Mrs. Hunter. [She kisses her. Clara, dear. [She kisses her. [Miss GODESBY goes to MRS. HUNTER and shakes hands while Miss SILLERTON crosses to CLARA; Trotter shakes hands with MRS. HUNTER as Miss GODESBY goes to CLARA. TROTTER. I hope you don't think my coming an intrusion. MRS. HUNTER. Not at all. Miss GODESBY. I felt we must stop in for a few minutes to give you our love and sympathy and find out how you are. MRS. HUNTER. I've been through a terrible strain. My loss is even greater than I could ever possibly imagine. 541 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. [Who misinterprets her mother's re. mark.] Yes, indeed, I should say it was! [MRS. HUNTER stops her with a warning look. MRS. HUNTER. But every one has been most kind. Lady Hopeton sent me a beautiful long letter to-day. Miss GODESBY. And I'm glad to find you look- ing so well. Black suits you! [She exchanges a knowing glance with Miss SILLERTON. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, I don't know1 Julia; I've always thought black very trying for me. Miss GODESBY. Oh, no I every one's saying just the reverse! MRS. HUNTER. But - I suppose clothes don't interest you, Mr. Trotter TROTTER. Oh, yes, they do, out of sight I 542 tHE CLIMBERS CLARA. Well, I wish you could have seen the beautiful things we brought over with us! MISS SILLERTON. Julia and I were just speaking about it, and pitying you from the bottom of our hearts. [MISS SILLERTON and Miss GODESBY again exchange surreptitious glances. MRS. HUNTER. Every one's been most kind. [There is an awkward pause for a moment, no one knowing quite what to say. Both Miss GODESBY and Miss SILLERTON have started the conversation in the direction of clothing and are fearful of the topic being changed. As the pause becomes em- barrassing, they look helplessly from one to the other, and all five, suddenly and at once, make an in- eflectual eron to say something - or nothing. O0 of the general confuoSin MRS. HUNTER C'cmes to the front, mistress of the situation.] Are 543 711E CLIMBERS you going to stay in New York this winter, Mr. Trotter TROTTER. Yes, I'm negotiating for one of the biggest classy building plots on upper Fifth Aven ue. CLARA. [To Miss GODESBY.] I saw in the papers you were at the dance last night. [Miss GODESBY nods and motions surreptitiously to TROTTER to go. He, however, doesn't understand. MRS. HUNTER. [With interest again in life.] Oh, were you What did you wear Miss GODESBY. Oh, dowdy old things. I haven't bought my winter frocks yet. [She repeats this casually as ij to hersell. [MISS SILLERTON motions to TROTTER to go, but he has forgotten and still doesn't under- stand. 544 THE CLIMBERS TROTTER. What Miss GODESBY. You warned us not to let you forget your engagement! TROTTER. What engagement MISS SILLERTON. How do we know ! we only know you said you had to go! TROTTER. Never said so! Oh! [As it dawns upon him.] Oh, yes! of course. [He rises.] Very sorry - must be off. Only dropped in - er - that is, came in to express my respectful sympathy. [Shaking hands with MRS. HUNTER. MRS. HUNTER. [Who rises.] I. hope you will come and see us again. CLARA. Do! It'll be a godsend! We'll be dull as ditchwater here this winterl TROTTER. I shall be delighted to call again. Good-by. [He bows to Clara. In his embarrass- ment he starts to shake hands all over again, but, 545 THE CLIMBERS realizing his mistake, laughs nervously.] Oh, I have already. Miss SrLLERTON. Good-by, Trotter. Miss GODESBY. Don't forget we're booked with you at Sherry's. TROTTER. Whose treat Miss GODESBY. Oh! Yours, of course- TROTTER. I say, why can't I stay I won't interfere. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, do stay, Mr. Trotter! Miss GODESBY. Oh, do stay I [Suggesting by her tone that he mustn't flare to remain. CLARA. Good I [TROTTER remains, and they all settle themselves again jor a long stay. MRS. HUNTER. By the way, you were speaking just now of your winter frocks. It occurs to me - 546 THE CLIMBERS of course I don't know as I really want to dispose of them, but - er - [She hesitates purposely. Miss GODESDY. Oh, would you [Rising, she takes a chair nearer to MRS. HUNTER.] You dear thing! MRS. HUNTER. The dresses are no use to us now, and when we're out of mourning-they'll be out of style. You could wear Jess' things perfectly, Julia. MISS SILLERTON. And even something of yours could be made over for us. MRS. HUNTER. But I'm so much older than you! MISS SILLERTON. [Thoughtlessly.J Yes, but you never dress appropriately to your age. CLARA. [Laughing delightedly.] That's pretty good I 547 48HE CLIMPERS MISS SILLERTON. [Saves hersell.] You know what I mean, you always look so youthful, you can't dress any older. MRS. HUNTER. [Rising.] Clara, dear, go up- stairs and have Tompson bring down my Worth dress and Jess' Doucet and your Paquin. [She goes with CLARA to the door, Right, and then whis- pers to her.] If you remember, don't tell what we paid-we ought to get nearly double out of these girls-and warn Tompson not to be surprised at anything she hears. [Miss GODESBY and Miss SILLERTON exchange glances. CLARA goes out Right. MRS. HUNTER. It seems as if I had no further interest in clothes, anyway. Miss GODESBY. Don't say that. Every one I've seen this afternoon is wildly enthusiastic over your mourning. 548 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. Well, I went straight to Madame O'Hoolihan and gave her carte blank! Miss GODESBY. I wouldn't like to be the ice man when your bill comes in! -and clothes abroad are so much cheaper. MRS. HUNTER. [Thoughtlessly.] Oh, half/ Miss GODESBY. [Quickly.] You see you'll be doing us a really great favor letting us have some of your things! MRS. HUNTER. [Realizing her nearly fatal error.] Oh! Oh, yes - but - er - I must say that we found prices while in Paris this year rather atrocious / [CLARA reenters Right. CLARA. [Sighs.] 0 dear ! It breaks my heart not to wear my ball dress, my dear Julia; it was designed specially for me. I told Marie to put A on, mama; my clothes fit her perfectly, 549 THE CLIMBERS and I thought it would show so much better what it is. MRS. HUNTER. Here they are. [Rises as TOMPSON enters Right. TOMPSON. Mrs. Hunter's reception gown. [Displaying it. CLARA. Oh, this is a beauty! [She takes the costume and drapes it over a chair. Miss GODESBY and Miss SILLER- TON come closer to examine. MRS. HUNTER. Tompson. - [Taking her to one side, whispers. I - I forget; do you remember what I paid for this dress TOmPSON. [Whispers back.] One hundred and sixty dollars, madam. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, yes. Don't say any- thing. [Returning to the others.] Do you like it 55 THE CLIMBERS MISS SILLERTON. Perfectly lovely! [At the same Miss GODESBY. Immensely. It's great lJ time MRS. HUNTER. [Hesitates.] I forget just what I paid for it, but I believe it was two hundred dollars. [CLARA half exclaims in astonishment, but on being pinched surreptitiously on the arm by MRS. HUNTER she grasps the situation and starts in to do her share. CLARA. Oh, no, mama! I'm sure it was more than that! MRS. HUNTER. Well, perhaps it was two- twenty or two - twenty-five. TROTr'ER. That's cheap, isn't it Miss GODESBY. Shut up. [TomPSON'S face is always a perfect blank, showing no expression or surprise; she has lived with MRS. HUNTER for many years and " knows her business." S51 THE CLIMBER.5 Miss GODESBY. [In a very diflerent tone ol voice, influenced by the big price.] Of course, I see it's made of the best material. But it isn't my color. MRs. HUNTER. It's the very latest shade. Miss GODESBY. Yes, I know; but I think as you said a little while ago, perhaps it is a trifle too old for me. MRS. HUNTER. I might let you have it for a little less; say one hundred and eighty. Miss GODESBY. Thank you very much. I'll think it over. MISS SILLERTON. What's the other CLARA. This is a dinner dress of Jess'. [Holding it up to her own waist. MISS SILLERTON. [Carried away by the dress.] Oh, lovely, - perfectly charming, - an adorable gown I 552 THE CLIMBERS [Miss GODESBY pulls her arm and tries to make her less enthusiastic. Miss GODESBY. [To CLARA and MRS. HUNTER.] Excuse me. [She takes Miss SILLERTON to one side and whis- pers in her ear. MISS SILLERTON. [Aloud.] I can't help it. I'm crazy about the dress! [Meanwhile MRS. HUNTER and TOMPSON have whispered together. MRS. HUNTER. They said themselves this was tle most successful frock they turned out this autumn. MISS SILLERTON. And how much is this one MRS. HUNTER. [Very quickly, trying not to speak consciously.] This was two hundred and seventy-five. [CLARA lites her lips in surprise and winks S53 THE CLIMBERS visibly to TOMPSON, who gives no sign and is otherwise imperturbable. MISS SILLERTON. [To Miss GODESBY, looking hard at her.] My dear, your hat pin is coming out! Miss GODESBY. [Looking hard at her.] No, it isn't; it's always like that. MISS SILLERTON. [Going closer to her, whispers.] Which does that mean I forget I Miss GODESBY. It's a gouge I MISS SILLERTON. I can't help it ; I can't resist. MRS. HUNTER. [Whispers to CLARA.] She's going to take it; I wish I'd asked more. MISS SILLERTON. Mrs. Hunter, I'll take the dinner dress! I'm crazy about it! MIRS. HUNTER. I'm glad to have you have it; I'm glad to be able to do you, in a way, a favor. [MARIE at this moment enters dressed in the S54 THE CLIMBERS most exquisite ball dress of the very latest fashion and looks extremely lovely. CLARA. Here's mine! I could cry to think I'll never wear it! MARIE. Voila, madame! [A short silence, while the wo0men sit down and drink in the gown. MISS SILLERTON. [In a subdued voice of awed admiration.] Beautiful! MISS G-CDESBY. Great! TROTTER. [To Miss GODESBY.] I'm stuck on the girl; introduce me: She's out of sight! [MRS. HUNTER sighs long and loud, - a sigh of appreciation and admiration. MA= stands in the centre of the stage facing the audience. Miss GODESBY. May we see her back CLARA. Her entire back, if she turns around! 555 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. Turn around, Marie. MARIE. Oui, madame. [She turns her back - the dress is cut extremely in the back. MISS SILLERTON. Oh! Miss GODESBY. Rather! MRS. HUNTER. The way everything is made this year. Miss GODESBY. I'm afraid my back is rather full of bones. CLARA. They told us in Paris, bones were coming in! [She takes a large American beauty rose /rom a vase on the piano and slips it down MARIE'S back so that the dress seems much less decolletd.] There, never too late to mend! Miss GODESBY. How much is this one [Miss GODESBY and Miss SILLERTON examine the dress. 556 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. [W4'hispers to MRS. HUNTER.] You paid two hundred for it! MRS. HUNTER. Three hundred dollars. It is really superb. MISS SILLERTON. [Pulling Miss GODESBY around quickly.] My dear, your hat pin is coning out ! Miss GODESBY. Don't be absurd! MISS SILLERTON. What Miss GODESBY. It's my turn, sit down; you got the last! You won't mind my being frank, Mrs. Hunter MRS. HUNTER. [On the defensive.] Certainly not. Miss GODESBY. I think the price is too much. TROTTER. Oh, go on, pay it! Miss GODESBY. Will you sign the check TROTTER. Excuse me I 557 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. I'd give twice that if only I could wear it to one ball this winter! MRS. HUNTER. I wouldn't part with it for a penny less. I couldn't afford to. [The manners and voices o/ all become a little strained. Miss GODESBY. That is of course your affair. MRS. HUNTER. [Politely.] We needn't keep Marie any longer, at any rate, need we You can go, Marie, and you too, Tompson. [CLARA and MRS. HUNTER help place the other dresses on TomPsoN's arms. MISS SILLERTON. [To Miss GODESBY, on hI opposite side ol the room, in a lowered voice.] I'T take it; I'm willing to pay that. Miss GODESBY. Don't you dare interfere! I want the gown, but I know she'll come down,- if she doesn't, I'll make a bluff at going. Then THE CLIMBERS if she sticks to her price, I'll come back and pay it. [They turn to MRS. HUNTER. MISS SILLERTON. Oh, Mrs. Hunter, may I see my dress just one more minute MRS. HUNTER. Certainly. [She and CLARA come back with the dress. MARIE. [To TOMPSON by the door ai Right.] Vite I Come! Come ! Jordan 'ave stole ze photograph machine of Mees Clara, and he make now one pigsher of me in ze dress I [Smiling mischievously, delighted, she goes out Right. MISS SILLERTON. Thank you. [She leaves her dress. MRS. HUNTER. Take this too, Tompson. TOMPSON. Yes, madam. [MRS. HUNTER speaks to TOMPSON, aside, and 559 THE CLIMBERS CLARA, near them, watches the two visitors out of the corner o/ her eye. Miss GODESBY. [Aside to Miss SILLERTON.] I'll leave my muff; that'll be a good excuse to come back. TROTTER. [Also in a lowered voice to Miss GODESBY.] Dodo I [TomPsoN goes out Right. [MRS. HUNTER and CLARA come back. Miss GODESBY. You really couldn't take less than three hundred MRS. HUNTER. I wish I could if only for ycur own sake; but I really cculdn't in justice to myself. Miss GODESBY. I'm very sorry - and I'm afraid we must be going now. MRS. HUNTER. [Not believing they will go.] Oh, must you Well, it was very kind of you to come. ;j60 7 HE CLIMfBERS [Miss GODESBY leaves her muff upon the table at the Left. MISS SILLERTON. [Shakes hands with MRS. HUNTER.] Good-by. [She goes on to CLARA. [Miss GODESBY comes to shake hands uith MRS. HUNTER. MRS. HUNTER. I think you're making a mis- take not to take the dress, Julia dear. Miss GODESBY. Perhaps, but I really can't go more than two hundred and fifty. [MRS. HUNTER looks surreptitiously at CLARA, who slyly shakes her head to ha mother. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, quite impossibleI Miss GODESBY. Good-by. MRS. HUNTER. Good-by. Miss GODESBY. Good-by, Clara. 72THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. [Frightened.] Would you like to see the dress off Miss GODESBY. Oh, my dear, it was as off as I would ever like to see it. Good-by. MRS. HUNTER. Good-by. [MISS SILLERTON and Miss GODESBY get to doorway Left.] You won't take it Miss GODESBY. Can't! Good-by. CLARA. [Dryly.] You're forgetting your muff I TROTTER. Rubber! Miss GODESBY. [Coming back for it.] How stupid! [She goes away to the door again in silence, which is full of suspense for all of them. As she reaches the door MRS. HUNTER speaks. MRS. HUNTER. Look here, Julia, don't say another word; you shall have the dress for two hundred and fifty. 562 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. [Rushing back, jollowed by all the others.] You dearl I'm afraid you think I've been rather nastyl MRS. HUNTER. Oh, no, of course business is business, and I'd rather you had it than see it wasted on some of our other friends who'd be sights in it! MISS SILLERTON. Good-by. [Kisses her this time.] I haven't said half I feel; you've been in my thoughts all these last few days. MRS. HUNTER. Thank you, dear. [Kisses her. Miss GODESBY. Shall we send around for the dresses in the morning MRS. HUNTER. Or I'll send them. Miss GODESBY. No, we won't trouble you. MISS SILLERTON. Good-by! MRS. HUNTER AND CLARA. Good-by I 563 THE CLIMBJERS [MISS SILLERTON and Miss GODESBY go out Left, followed by TROTTER, who has joined in all the good-bys, and upon whom CLARA has more or less continuously kept her "weather eye. " MRS. HUNTER. I'm perfectly sure if I'd stuck to three hundred, Julia Godesby would have sent around when she got home and paid it! CLARA. I'm glad you didn't run the risk though, for we'll need every cent we can get now. [She runs her fingers rapidly over the piano keys, [BLANCHE reenters Right. MRS. HUNTER. Why, I thought you'd gone long ago. BLANCHE. Jess begged me to stay with her. Trv to understand her, mother; I think she will miss father more than any of us. [JORDAN enters Left 564 T'HE CLIMBERS JORDAN. Mr. Warden has come back, madam. [WARDEN enters Left. WARDEN. Forgive my intruding so soon again, but did Mr. Mason leave a letter case of Mr. Hunter's here [BLANCHE begins looking /or the case. MRS. HUNTER. I haven't seen it; I'll ask the servants to look. Excuse me, I'm quite tired out; we've been receiving a long visit of condolence. [She goes out, Right, with CLARA, who links her arm in her mother's. BLANCHE. [Finding the case, which has jallen beneath the table.] Here it is. Dear old pocket- book - [Her voice breaks on the last word, and turning her lace away to hide her tears, she hands him the well-worn letter case. WARDEN. Mrs. Sterling, I'm glad they left us THE CLIMBERS alone, because Mr. Mason said he hadn't been able to manage it - to see you alone - and yet he wanted you only to examine these. They are private papers of Mr. Hunter; he thought they ought not to be destroyed without being read, and yet he hesitated to read them. Wethoughtthat duty devolved best upon you. [He hands back the letter case.] Shall I wait and take back the case to Mr. Mason with the papers you wish him to have BLANCHE. Oh, no, I will send them; I mustn't keep you while I read them. I'm always taking more of your time than I ought. WARDEN. [Speaks with sincerity, but without any suggestion of love-making.] But never as much as I want to give you! Don't forget, Mrs. Sterling, what you promised me at your wedding, - that your husband's best man should be your best friend. S66 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. And nobody knows what it means to a woman, even a happily married woman like me -[This is spoken with a slight effort, as if she is persuading hersel/ that she is a happily married woman.] - to have an honest friend like you. It's those people who have failed that say there is no such thing as a platonic friendship. WARDEN. We'll prove them wrong. BLANCHE. We will. Good-by, and thank you. WARDEN. And thank you! [Starting to go, he turns.] Shall I bring that Russian pianist around to play for you some day next week BLANCHE. Do -I want some music. WARDEN. Only let me know what day. [He goes out Leit. BLANCHE sits by the table and opens the case. She looks first at a memoranda and reads what is on the outside.] A business memo- randa. Lists of bonds. [She opens and looks at S67 THE CLIMBERS the next paper only a second, and then closes it.] This, Mr. Mason will understand better than I. [She puts it back in the pocket case. She finds a photograph in the case.] My picture!-[She looks for others, but finds none.]-and only mine! Oh, father! . . . [She wipes away tears from her eyes so as to see the picture, which is an old one.] Father, I returned your love. [She reads on the back of photograph.] "Blanche, my darling daughter, at fourteen years of age!" That's mine! that's my own! [And she puts the picture away separately. She takes up a small packet of very old love-letters tied with faded old pink tape.] Old letters from mother; they must be her love- letters. She shall have them,-they may soften her. [She takes up a slip of paper and reads on the out- side.] This is something for Mason, too. [She puts it back in the case. She takes up a sealed envelope, 568 THE CLIMBERS blank.] Nothing on it, and sealed. [She looks at it a moment, thinking.] Father, did you want this opened If you didn't, why not have destroyed it Ah! I needn't be afraid; you had nothing to hide from the world. [Tearing it open, she reads.] "I have discovered myson-in-law, Richard Sterling, in irregular business dealing. He is not honest. I will watch him as long as I live; but when you read this, Mason, keep your eye upon him for my daughter's sake. He has been warned by me- he may never trip again, and her happiness lies in ignorance." [She starts, and looks about her to make sure she is alone. She then sits star- ing ahead for a few seconds; then she speaks.] My boy's father dishonest! Disgrace - he owned it - threatening my boy! It mustn't come I It mustn't! I'll watch now. [She goes to the fire- place, tearing the paper as she crosses the room, s69 570 THE CLIMBERS she burns the letter; then she gathers up the other letters and the pocket case.] He must give me his word of honor over Richard's little bed to-night that he will do nothing to ever make the boy ashamed of bearing his father's name! [She watches to see that every piece of the taper burns, as THE CURTAIN FALLS ACT TI Jhristmas Eve; fourteen months late,; tht dining room of the Hunters' house, which is now lived in jointly by the STERLrNGS and MRS. HUNTER and her daughters. It is a dark wainscoted room, with curtains of crimson brocade. It is decorated with laurel roping, mistletoe, and holly, for Christ- mas. It is the end of a successful din- ner party, fourteen happy and more or less congenial persons being seated at a table, as follows: WARDEN, RUTH, MASON, CLARA, TROTTER, MRS. HUNTER, BLANCHE, STERLING, MISS SILLERTON, MR. GODESBY, JESSICA, DOCTOR STEINEHART, and MISS GODESBY. The 57' THE CL IMB ERS room is dark on all sides, only a subdued light being shed on the table by two large, full candelabra with red shaded candles. As the curtain rises the bare backs of the three women nearest the footlights gleam out white. Candied fruit and other sweetmeats are being passed by four men servants, including JORDAN and LEONARD. RUTHI. My dear Blanche, what delicious candy I MISS SILLERTON. Isn't it! Miss GODESBY. Half of the candy offered one nowadays seems made of papier-mdchl. MRS. HUNTER. [To Miss GODESBY.] Julia, do tell me how Mr. Tomlins takes his wife's divorce Miss GODESBY. He takes it with a grain of salt I MRS. HUNTER. But isn't he going to bring a counter suit 5 72 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. No. RUTH. I hope not. I am an old-fashioned woman and don't believe in divorce! MISS GODESBY. Really! But then you're not married! MISS SILLERTON. What is the reason for so much divorce nowadays RuTH. Marriage is the principal one. BLANCHE. I don't believe in divorce, either. MISS SILLERTON. My dear, no woman married to as handsome a man as Mr. Sterling would. TROTTER. YOU people are all out of date! More people get divorced nowadays than get married. BLANCHE. Too many people do -that's the trouble. I meant what I said when I was married - "for better, for worse, till death us do part." - What is the opera Monday 573 7THE CLIMBERS TROTTER. Something of Wagner's. He's a Dodo bird! Bores me to death! Not catchy enough music for me. MRS. HUNTER. You'd adore him if you went to Bayreuth. Which was that opera, Clara, we heard at Bayreuth last summer Was it Faust or Lohengrinl They play those two so much here I'm always getting them mixedl MISS SILLERTON. Wagner didn't write Faust! MRS. HUNTER. Didn't he I thought he had; ne's written so many operas the last few seasons! CLARA. I like Tannhduser, because as soon as you hear the "twinkle, twinkle, little stars" song, you can cheer up and think of your wraps and fur boots. TROTTER. My favorite operas are San Toy and the Roger Brothers, though I saw Florodora thirty-six times I 574 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. Mother would have gone with you every one of those thirty-six Florodora times. She's not really fond of music. MRS. HUNTER. Not fond of music! Didn't I have an opera box for four years TROTTER. Why doesn't Conried make some arrangement with Weber and Fields and introduce their chorus into Faust and Carmen DR. STEINHART. Great idea! [To Miss GODESBY.] Did you get a lot of jolly presents Miss GODESBY. Not half bad, especially two fine French bulls! [All are laughing and talking together. BLANCHE. What did you get, Mr. Warden WARDEN. Three copies of "David Harum," two umbrellas, and a cigar case too short for my cigars. 575 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. Give it to me for cigarettes, WARDEN. It's too long for cigarettes. Then I had something that's either a mouchoir or a hand- kerchief case, or for neckties, or shaving papers, or something or other. TROTTER. Yes, I know, I got one of those, too. DR. STEINHART. So did I! BLANCHE. I must start the women; we are coming back here to arrange a surprise for you men. [She nods her head in signal to STERLING, and rises. All rise. STERLING. One moment please. One toast on Christmas night! Ned, give us a toast. ALL THE WOMEN. [But not in unison.] Oh, yes I A toast! [Ad lib.] WARDEN. [Holding up his glass.] Here's to those whom we lovel 576 THE CLIMBERS And to those who love us! And to those who love those whom we love And to those who love those who love us I ALL THE MEN. [Not in unison.] Good I Bravo! Bully toast! [Ad lib.] [Every one drinks. BLANCHE. One more toast, Dick. [To bate others.] Christmas Day is our boy's birthday. RuTH. Surely! a toast to Richard! STERLING. Long life to Master Sterling, the best boy in the world, and to all his good friends at this table. THE MEN. Hear! Hear! [All the women speak their next speeches as the same time. BLANCHE. [Laughing.] Of course! I've dropped my handkerchief. [NED dives under the table for it. 577 7HE CLIMBERS MISS SILLERTON. 0 dear, my fan I Miss GODESBY. What a bore! I've dropped a glove! [STEINHART goes under the table for it. CLARA. Both my gloves gone-I'm so sorry! [GODESBY goes under the table for them. MRS. HUNTER. Dick, please, I've dropped my smelling bottle. [ALL [TROTTER and STERLING go under together] the table for it. RUTH. My gloves, please, I'm so sorry ! [MASON goes under the table for them. [The speeches of the women are simul- taneous, followed by the movements of the men also, al at the same time. 578 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. Please don't bother; the servants - [LEONARD, JORDAN, and two extra men start to hunt under the table, too. Miss GODESBY. Women ought to have every- thing they own fastened to them with rubber- neck elastics. [The men, some-what flustered, all rise with the various articles, and offer them to their respec- tive owners. [All the women thank the men profusely, and apologize at the same time. STERLING takes MRS. HUNTER out at back, /ollowed by all the other couples, all talking. RUTH and MASON lag behind. RUTH. [To BLANCHE, who with WARDEN waits Jor RUTH and MASON to pass.] I want just a minute with Mr. Mason, Blanche. [BLANCHE and WARDEN pass out belore her. RUTH is 579 TIYE CLIMBERS alone with MASON. She speaks as ij she were carrying on a conversation that had been interrupted. She speaks in a lowered voice, indicating the private nature of what she has to say.] I sent him impera- tive word yesterday I must have the bonds. I told him I wanted one to give to his wife for Christ- mas. He pretends to-day he didn't receive this letter, but he must have. MASON. This makes the third time there has been some excuse for not giving you the bonds RUTH. Yes, and this letter he says he didn't get was sent to his office by hand. MASON. I'll speak to him before I leave. [They go out at back. [As they pass out, JORDAN stands by the doorway holding the curtains back. The other three men stand stiffly at the Right. A s MASON and RUTH go out, the SERVANTS relax and exchange THE Cl.MhOBERS glances, each giving a little laugh out loud, except JORDAN. During the following dialogue they empty the table preparatory to arranging the room for the Christmas tree. JORDAN. Sh! A very dull dinner, not an interesting word spoke. FIRST FOOTMAN. The widder seemed chipper like ! LEONARD. And did you get on to the old lady's rig-out; mourning don't hang very heavy on her shoulders. [One chair is moved back. JORDAN. [To FIRST FOOTMAN.] Get the coffee. [He goes out Right. To LEONARD.] Get the smoking lay-out! [LEONA.,.D goes out Right and brings back a silver tray laden with cigarettes, cigar boxes, and a burning alcohol lamp. 58i THE CLIMBERS LEONARD. If you ask me, I think she's going to put a bit more on the matrimonial maze if she gets the chance. JORDAN. It's none of your business. You're Mrs. Sterling's servant now. LEONARD. Good thing, too; it was a happy day for us when they moved in. FIRST FOOTMAN. [Reenters with the coffee.] Say, did you see how that young feller over there [Motioning to the lower right-hand corner of the table.] shovelled the food in LEONARD. And the way he poured down the liquid -regular hog! My arm's tired a-filling of his glass. [And he drinks a glass of champagne which has been left untouched by a guest. JORDAN. He ain't nobody; he hasn't any money; he was just asked to fill up. He's one of these 582 THE CLIMBERS yere singing chaps what's asked to pass the time after dinner with a song or two gratis. This dinner'fl last him for food for a week I Their manners suddenly change as th-t 'nen reedner and take seats about the two ends of the table. STERLING, MASON, and DOCTOR down Left form one group. The other men are in a group between the window and the other end. On entering STERLING speaks. STERLING. Jordan, for heaven's sake, give us something to see by! You can't tell which end of your cigar to light in this confounded woman's candle-light. If I had my way, I'd have candelabras made of Welsbachs! TROTTER. Bright idea, Sterling. [STERLING, laughing, joins his group, who laugh gently with him. JORDAN turns on the electric light. The servants pass the 583 aTE CLIMBERS coffee, liqueurs, and the cigars and cigarettes. Meanwhile the following dialogue lakes place, the men beginning to talk at ence on their entrance. STERLING. Mr. Mason, I'd like to ask your honest opinion on something if you'll give it me. MASON. Certainly. STERLING. This Hudson Electric Company. DR. STEWEAUT. Oh l Dropped fearfully to- day. STERLING. But that can happen easily with the best thing. To-morrow- MASON. [Interrupting.] To-morrow it will drop to its very bottom I STERLING. I don't believe it. DR. STEINEART. Surely, Mr. Mason, the men who floated that are too clever to ruin themsdves MASON. They're out of iL 584 THE CLIMfBERSs STERLING. Out of it! MASON. They got out last week quietly. STERLING. But - MASON. Mark my words, the day after to-morrow there'll be several foolish people ruined, and not one of the promoters ol that company will lose a penny ! STERLING. I don't believe it! [The crowd at the other end of the table, who have been listening to a tale from TROTTER, laugh heartily. TROTTER. [Delighted with his success.] I'm no Dodo bird! [WARDEN leaves this group casually and joins the other. MASON. [To STERLING.] Don't tell me you're in it STERLING. [Ugly.] Yes, I am in it! 585 THE CLIMBERS MASON. Not much STERLING. Yes, much I WARDEN. Much what STERLING. Oh, nothing; we were just discussing stocks. WARDEN. And up there they're discussing Jeffreys and Fitzsimmons. MASON. Listen, Dick, after a lifelong experience in Wall Street, I defy any broker to produce one customer who can show a profit after three con- secutive years of speculation. STERLING. Oh, you're too conservative; noth- ing venture, nothing have. Excuse me, I think Jeffreys and Fitzsimmons more amusing topics. Come along. [STERLING and DR. STEWART join the other group Right. MASON. [To WARDEN.] You're Sterling's broker. ,586 l-lE CLIMBERS WARDEN. No, not for over a year. MASON. Then you can't tell me how deep he is in this Hudson Electric swindle WARDEN. Is he in it at all MASON. Yes, he says, deep. WARDEN. I suspected it yesterday. MASON. But what with - his wife s money WARDEN. That went fourteen months ago. I put him on his feet then, gave him some tips that enabled him to take this house with her mother, so that with his regular law busi- ness he ought to have done very wtll, but his living could not leave one cent over to speculate with. MASON. [To himsel/.] Good God! WARDEN. I know what you're afraid of. MASON. No! WARDEN. Yes. The reason I'm no longer 587 THE CLIMBERS his broker is he was ashamed to let me know about his dealings. MASON. But you don't mean you think he'd actually steal! WARDEN. His aunt's money Why not He did his wi/e's! MASON. Does he handle any one else's affairs WARDEN. I know he takes care of that Godesby woman's property. MASON. And she wouldn't hold her tongue if a crash came! WARDEN. Not for a minute! Is Miss Hunter suspicious MASON. Yes. Does Sterling realize that to- morrow he will most probably be a ruined cheat WARDEN. Very likely. MASON. If he made up his mind to-night it was all up with him, he might do - what 588 THrE CLIMBERS WARDEN. Run away with whatever money he has left, or kill himself. I don't know if he's enough of a coward for that or not. There's one hold on him - he loves his wife. MASON. Which will make him all the more ashamed of discovery. Do you believe she suspects WARDEN. Not a bit. She loves him too dearly. MASON. Can we do anything WARDEN. Nothing but watch him closely till the people go. Then force him to make a clean breast of it, so we can all know where we stand; how we can best protect his aunt from ruin and his wife and boy from public disgrace. MASON. He is watching us. WARDEN. He knows I know him; we must be careful. He's coming toward us. [He then speaks 589 590 THE CLIMBERS in a different lone, but no louder.] You're certain of the trustworthiness of your information MASON. Absolutely. Every man left in that concern will be ruined before the 'Change closes after to-morrow. [STERLING has joined them in time to hear the end ol MASON'S speech. MASON continues.] I am telling Warden what I told you about the Hudson Electric Company. STERLING. Can't you talk of something pleas- anter [BLANCHE reenters at back. On her entrance all the men rise. The servants finish prepar- ing the room /or the tree. BLANCHE. I'm very sorry -I really can't let you men stay here any longer. ALL THE MEN. Why not How's that [Ad lib.] BLANCHE. You know we want to get this room ready for Santa Claus! Dick! [She goes to her husband. All the men go out at back in a group led 590 THE CLIMBERS by WARDEN and MASON. They are all talking and laughing. BLANCHE is left alone with her husband.) What is this Aunt Ruth has been telling me about not being able to get some bonds from you STERLING. Oh, nothing. I forgot to send them up to her, that's all. BLANCHE. But she says she sent three times. STERLING. One time too late to get into the vault; and the other, her letter was mislaid- I mean not given to me. BLANCHE. You haven't broken your word to me STERLING. What if I had BLANCHE. I would let the law take its course. STERLING. You must love me very little. BLANCHE. I live with you. First you robbed me of my respect for you; then you dried up my heart with neglect. 59T 59 ,IE CLLIfBERS STERLING. And our boy BLANCHE. Your blood runs in his veins; your shame and disgrace would be a fearful warning to him. It might kill me; but never mind, if it saved him. STERLING. Oh, well, I haven't broken my word! So you needn't worry. I've been honest enough. BLANCHE. [With a long sigh o0 relief.] Oh! I hope so! MRS. HUNTER. [A ppearing in doorway at back.] The men are in the drawing-room-shall we come here BLANCHE. Yes, we'll bring the others, mother. Come, Dick. [She goes out with MRS. HUNTER at back. STERLING. [Goes to door Right, opens it, and calls.] Leonard I [LEONARD enters Right 592 THE CLIMBERS LEONARD. Yes, sir STERLING. Go up to my library at the top of the house, get a railroad guide you will find there, and bring it down and put it on the table in the hall just outside the drawing-room door. LEONARD. Yes, sir. STERLING. Then go to my room and pack my bag and dressing case. Do you understand LEONARD. Yes, sir. [The women are heard singing "Follow the Man from Cook's," and gradually coming nearer. STERLING. Be quick, and say nothing to any one. LEONARD. Yes, sir. [He goes out quickly Right. STERLING goes up stage and stands beside the door at back as the women dance in, singing "Follow the Man from Cook's." They are led by CLARA, with Mks. HUNTER on the end. BLANCHE and RUTH 593 THE CLIMBERS follow alone, not dancing. The others dance around the chairs and CLARA jumps on and off one o/ them ; this stops the rest, who balk at it. STERLING goes out at back. The SER- VANTS enter Right. CLARA. I don't care for this dinner party at all. The women are all the time being chased away from the men! I prefer being with Mr. Trotter. Don't you, mama MISS SILLERTON. He doesn't seem able to give a dinner party any more without you to chaperone, Mrs. Hunter. BLANCHE. Mother, how can you MRS. HUNTER. Oh, I don't know as it's chaper- oningf I like Mr. Trotter very much. MISS SILLERTON. But he's such a little cad. I tried to give him a lift, but he was too heavy for me. 594 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. Oh, well, you ought just to pretend it's the money in his pocket makes him so heavy; then you'd find him dead easy. [Meanwhile the SERVANTS have arranged the table, taken out the extra leaves and made it square, and left the room. They now reenter, bringing in a gorgeously decorated and lighted Christmas tree. There is at once a loud chorus of delighted approval from the women. The SERVANTS place the tree in the centre of the table. The women who are sitting rise and come near to examine the tree. RUTH. What a beautiful tree, Blanche! BLANCHE. The boy is to have it to-morrow morning -it's really his tree! [TOMPSON brings in a large basket containing seven small stockings and six small boys' socks - very small stockings and very small socks. They are made of bright and 595 76THE CLIMBERS different colors and are stuffed into absurd, bulgy shapes.] There's a name on each one. Come along now! [Taking out a little sock. The women crowd around the basket and each hangs a sock on the tree, MIss GODESBY and CLARA standing on chairs. CLARA. [Reading the name on her sock.] Oh! mine's for Mr. Mason. What's in it, Blanche BLANCHE. I really can't tell you. I asked the clerk where I bought it what it was for, and he said he didn't know; it was a " Christmas present." Miss GODESBY. [Laughing.] Oh, I know the kind! Mine's for Howard Godesby. What's his present BLANCHE. A silver golf marker. Miss GODESBY. But he doesn't play golf ! BLANCHE. Well, he ought to; it'll keep him young. 596 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. It will be all right, anyway, Julia ! You can give it away to some one next Christmas. MISS SILLERTON. What's in Mr. Trotter's BLANCHE. Oh, that present has almost been my death! Men are so hard to find things for! I had put in a gold pencil for his key chain, but to-night while we were eating our oysters, I saw him show a beauty that his mother had given him this morning! So I whispered to Jordan between the soup and fish to change Mr. Ryder's name to Mr. Trotter's stocking, and put Mr. Trotter's name on the one that had a cigarette case in it. I sneaked a message down to Dick on my dinner card - was it all right - and he sent back word during the game that Trotter only smoked cigars; so before the ices were passed I shuffled Mr. Trotter's and Mr. Mason's names, - I'd given Mason the cigar case, -and just as Jordan signalled to me the 597 THlE CLIMVBERS transfer had been successfully effected, I heard Trotter casually observe he'd been obliged to give up smoking entirely-doctor's orders! [They laugh punctiliously, rather bored by BLANCHE'S long account. MRS. HUNTER. Isn't the tree stunning CLARA. [Getting down from her chair.] It makes the table look like one of Mr. Trotter's "'informal little dinners." Miss GODESBY. They say he has one of those men who arrange shop windows decorate his dinner table for him! BLANCHE. The only time I ever dined with him I was really ashamed to go home with my dinner favor-it was so gorgeous! And there were such big bunches of violets in the finger bowls there wasn't room for your little finger. Miss GODESBY. You never saw such a lot of 598 THE CLIMBERS decoration! The game have ribbon garters on their legs, and even the raw oysters wear corsage bouquets! [To MRS. HUNTER.] I hope you don't mind what we're saying, Mrs. Hunter MRS. HUNTER. [Oflended.] I must say I do mind very much. - [A pause.] - because - [A second pause.] - well, I am going to marry Mr Trotter - [All, not believing her, laugh merrily.] You are all very rude! Miss GODESBY. Not on the level ! Not T7oUerT MISS SILLERTON. Not really / BLANCHE. No, no, of course not! [She rings bell. MRS. HUNTER. But I am ! And I thought here at my daughter's table, among my own friends (I was allowed to name the guests to-night), I could count on good wishes and congratulations. [There is a dead silence 599 THE CLIMBERS [The musicians, a band of Neapoistan players, enter and take their places in a recess at Left. BLANCHE. [To the musicians.] You may play. [To JORDAN, who has brought in the Neapolitans. We are ready, Jordan. (JORDAN goes out at back. [RuTm goes to BLANCHE. [The guitars and mandolins begin a popular song. Miss GODESBY. [To MRS. HUNTER.] Oh, well, Mrs. Hunter, we were only codding! There's lots of good in Trotter, and I'm sure you'll bring it out. Good luck! [Shaking her hand. RUTH. [To BLANCHE, aside.) You won't allow this I BLANCHE. Certainly not. [BLANCHE crosses to her mother and they go to one side together; BLANCHE speaks in a lowered voice.] You've amazed and 6oo THE CLIMBERS shocked me! I will not tolerate such a thing- we'll talk it over to-night. [She leaves her and returns to her guests, MRS. HUNTER standing where she is left, biting her lips and almost crying with rage and mortification. Miss GODESBY. [Before the musicians, to BLANCHE as she joins her.] I'm crazy about these men, Mrs. Sterling; they play so awfully well - especially that one with the lovely legs! [JORDAN pulls aside the curtains at back and all the men reenter except WARDEN. They all join hands and dance around the tree, singing with the musicians; they break, and go up to a side table, where everything to drink is displayed. WARDEN enters at this moment and motions to MASON and leads him down stage. 601 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. There was a railway guide in the hall-that's what he went there for; he's going to run away to-night. MASON. How'll we prevent it WARDEN. First, we must break up this party! MASON. How WARDEN. I haven't quite thought yet. Go back to the others; send Jordan to me; don't lose sight of Dick. Jordan! [He takes him aside.] I want you to go out of this room for a minute, pretend to go upstairs, then come back and tell Mrs. Sterling, loud enough for the others to hear you, that Master Richard is very ill, and say the maid is frightened. JORDAN. [Hesitating.] But - WARDEN. [Quickly and firmly.] Do as I tel you- I am responsible for whatever happens. 602 THE CLIMBERS [JORDAN goes out at back. The men and women are laughing and talking about the sideboard. BLANCHE. Come now, everybody! Let's have the presents. Dick, you know you are to be Santa Claus. [STERLING looks nervously at his watch. STERLING. Just a minute, dear! Ned! [Takes WARDEN to one side. The women move about the tree, hunting lor their own names on the stock- ings on the table at the loot of the tree.] Ned, I've been suddenly called out of town on business- must catch the eleven-twenty train. I don't want to break up the party, so you empty the tree, and when the time comes for me to go, I'll slip out. WARDEN. And when your guests go STERLING. Oh, then you can explain for me. [JORDAN enters at back 603 THE CLIMBERS JORDAN. [To BLANCHE.] Beg pardon, madam, but Master Richard is very ill. BLANCHE. [Alarmed.] Richard! JORDAN. Yes, ma'am, and Droves is very frightened, ma'am. RUTH. Richard ill [All give exclamations o/ surprise and regret and sympathy. BLANCHE. MV little boy ill Excuse me, I must go to him. [She hurries out at back. RUTH speaks to the musicians, who stop playing. STERLING. [Moved.] My boy ill - why, I can't -I can't- WARDEN. "Can't" what STERLING. How can I go away WARDEN. Surely you won't let business take you away from your boy who may be dying. 604 THE CLIMBERS STERLLNG. No! I won't go! I'll face it out! I can't leave my boy like this - RUTH. [Coming to STERLING. ] I'm going to take these women away; tell Blanche not to give them a thought. Their evening up to now has been charming. [During RUTH'S speech, WARDEN has spoken aside with MASON. WARDEN. [Aside to MASON.] Don't let Miss Hunter go. Rum. [To the other guests.] Come to the drawing-room. MRS. HUNTER. I was crazy to see what was in my stocking. [All pass out talking, expressing conventional sympathy on account of RICHARD, but evi- dently resenting the breaking up of the party. STERLING and WARDEN are left alone in thd 605 THE CLIMBERS room. STERLING moves to go up to back; WARDEN interrupts him. WARDEN. [To STERLING.] Where are you going STERLING. To my boy and my wife. WARDEN. Wait a minute; I want to speak to you. STERLING. Speak to me later; I can't wait now. BLANCHE. [Off stage, at back, excitedly.] Jordan! [She enters, excited, hall hysterical.] Jordan! Where is Jordan It was a lie! What did he mean Richard is sleeping sweetly. The maid knows nothing of being alarmed! Where is Jordan [She starts to go toward the door Right. WARDEN. [Stops her.] Mrs. Sterling, he had nothing to do with it ! I told Jordan to say what he said. 6o THE CLIMBERS [BLANCHE turns and looks at WARDEN in aston- ishment. STERLING. [Stunned and at once suspicious.! What BLANCHE. But - WARDEN. Forgive me for so cruelly alarming you; it was the only way I could think of for get- ting rid at once of your guests! STERLING. [Angry.] You'll interfere once too often in the affairs of this house. BLANCHE. [Indignant.] But what excuse can you make, Mr. Warden WARDEN. Will you be so good as to ask Miss Hunter and Mr. Mason to come here They will explain what I have done, partly, and your husband will tell you the rest when you come back. [STERLING sneers aloud. 607 6 THEE CLIMBERS BLANcHE. I don't understand, I don't under. stand. [She goes out at back. STERLING. WVell, I do understand, at least enough. WARDEN. Good! That spares me a very dis- agreeable speech. STERLING. No, it doesn't! Come out with it! What is it you want What is it you've found out WARDEN. From betraying a trust, you've come, in less than two years, to an outright embezzlement. STERLING. Speak out - give us facts! WARDEN. You've stolen your aunt's fortune. STERLL]NG. Prove that / WARDEN. It's her money that's lost in the Hudson Electric Company! STERLING. PROVE IT! WARDEN. Easy enough, to-morrow. 608 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. You've got to excuse your action to-night or be kicked out of my house! WARDEN. [Strong.] Isn't what I say the truth STERLING. [Equally strong.] No! And now get out! WARDEN. [Looks at his watch.] I'll not leave this house till it's too late for you to take that eleven-twenty. STERLING. [More ugly.] Yes, you will and mighty - WARDEN. No, I'll not! [He is interrupted by the entrance of BLANCHE, RuTH, and MASON. WARDEN. [To BLANCHE.] I hope you forgive me now- BLANCHE. [Pathetically.] You did right; I thank you. 6oo 6oTHE CLIMBERS STERLING. [Heartbroken.] Blanche - without hearing a word from me! BLANCHE. No, I've come now to hear what you have to say. [A deep-toned clock strikes ele-ven. STERLING, at the second stroke, takes out his watch with a hurried movement. WARDEN. [Quickly.] Eleven o'clock. STERLING. I wish Warden to leave the room. BLANCHE. [Firmly.] And I wish him to stay. [A short pause. STERLING. Well, of what am I accused WARDEN. Nobody wants to accuse you. We want you to make a clean breast of it. STERLING. Don't you talk to me; let my wife do the talking if you want me to answer. BLANCHE. Sit down, Aunt Ruth. [RUTH sits by the table, WARDEN stands at back. STERLING stands 6ro THE CLIMBERS at Right and BLANCHE and MASON sit near the centre.] Aunt Ruth asks you to give her a true account of her trust in you. Mr. Mason is here as her friend and my father's. STERLLNG. I haven't said I betrayed her trust. I told her she should have the bonds she wants to-morrow. BLANCHE. But will she That's what I want to know. I ask you if you haven't her bonds, to tell us here now, - tell us, who have been and must be still the best friends, perhaps the only friends, you can have. Tell us where we all stand - are we the only ones to suffer or are there others who will perhaps be less generous in their treatment of you Tell us now while there is time perhaps to save us from public scandal, from the disgrace which would stamp your wife as the wife of a thief, and send your boy out into the world 6zz THE CLIMBERS the son of a convict cheat. [She breaks down, but in a moment controls herself. There is no answer. STERLING sinks into a chair, his arms on the table, his head on his arms. A moment's silence.] You love me - I know that. I appeal to your love; let your love of me persuade you to do what I ask. I ask it for your sake and for mine! Tell us here the truth now - it will spare me much to-morrow, perhaps - me whom you love - for love of me - STERLING. [In an agony.] I'm afraid I'll lose you - BLANCHE. No, I'll promise to stand by you if you'll only tell us all the truth. STERLING. [In a low, shamed voice.] I'll tell you, but not now -not before all these others. [BLANCHE looks up questioningly to MASON MASON shakes his head. 612 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. It must be now, Dick. STERLING. No! no! I can't look you in the face and tell it! Let me tell it to you alone, later, in the dark. [BLANCHE looks up questioningly to MASON. He shakes his head. BLANCHE. It must be now. STERLING. No, no, I'm too ashamed, I can't face you; in the dark I'll make a clean breast of it - let me tell you in the dark. [WARDEN moves and puts his hand on the electric- light button beside the doorway at back. WARDEN. In the DARK, then, tell itl [He presses the button and all the lights go out. The stage is in complete darkness; only the voices are heard /rom the diflerent places in which the actors are last seen. BLANCHE. [Quickly.] Remember, to help you 613 76HE CLIMBERS to help ourselves, we must know everything. Go on. STERLING. It began fourteen months ago, after Ned Warden put me on my feet; I got a little ahead-why not get way ahead There were plenty of men around me making their fortunes! I wanted to equal them - climb as high as they; it seemed easy enough for them, and luck had begun to come my way. We're all climbers of some sort in this world. I was a climber after wealth and everything it brings- [He stops a moment. BLANCHE. [Her voice comes throbbing with pathetic emotion through the darkness.] And I after happiness and all it brings. STERLING. [Deeply moved, his voice trembles for a moment, but only or a moment.] Don't, Blanche, or I can't finish. Well, I borrowed on some of 6r14 THlE CLIMBERS Aunt Ruth's bonds and speculated -I made a hundred thousand in a week! I put back the bonds. But it had been so easy! I could see those bonds grinning at me through the iron side Lf the vault box. Theyseemed tosmile and beckon, to beg me to take them out into the air again! They grew to be like living things to me, servants of mine to get me gold - and finally I determined to make one bigger coup than ever I I took Aunt Ruth's bonds out and all the money available in my trust, and put it all into this new company! It seemed so safe. I stood to be a prince among the richest! And, for a day or so, I've known nothing short of a miracle could save me from being wanted by the police! To-night I gave up even the miracle. That's all. It's no usesaying I'm sorry. [A moment's pause. 6I5 THE CLIMBERS MASON. Have others suffered besides Miss Hunter STERLING. There is some money of Aunt Ruth's left - stock I couldn't transfer. But I used the money of others -Miss Godesby and Ryder's. MASON. Miss Ruth, a large part of your for- tune is gone, used unlawfully by this man. Will you resort to the law RUTH. [Very quietly.] No! BLANCHE. [In a voice broken with emotion and gratitude.] Aunt Ruth! MASON. We can't hope Miss Godesby and Ryder will be as lenient! You must go to them in the morning - tell them everything, put your- self at their mercy, ask for time and their silence. STERLING. Nevaer I couldn't do iL 6i6 THE CLIMBERS MASON. It is the only honorable way out of your dishonorable action - the least you can do! STERLING. Confess to their faces, and probably -o no good Eat the dust at their feet, and most likely be clapped into prison for it No, thank you BLANCHE. Suppose I went to them STERLING. YOU RUTH. No! Why should you! STERLING. Yes! Why not They might keep silent for herl BLANCHE. I would do it for my boy's sake. Yes, I'll go. STERLING. Yes / You go, Blanche. RUTH. No, you shan't go - you shan't humili- ate yourself in his place! MASON. Certainly not; and if your husband is willing, we are not willing! He must go. BLANCHE. But if he won't 6I7 78THE CLIMBERS MASON. He must! RUTH. You must demand his going, Blanche, and I demand it, too, as something due to me. BLANCHE. Very well. I demand it. Will you go [A moment's silence. WARDEN. Why don't you speak [He presses the electric button and all the lights come on. STER- LING is at the doorway at back, about to steal out. There is an exclamation aloud f rom all of sur- prise and disgust. The clock strikes the quarter; WARDEN catches hold of STERLING'S arm.] What's your hurry, Dick There goes the quarter hour; you could never catch the eleven-twenty. STERLING. Damn you ! [Facing WARDEN squarely, as THE CURTAIN F4ALLS QUICKLY 6I8 ACT III At " The Hermitage," on the Bronx River the next ajiernoon. The house is on the Left, and on the Right and at the back qre the green lattice arches. Snow lies thick everywhere, on the benches at the Right and on the little iron table beside it, on the swing between two trces at the Right, in the red boxes of dead shrubs, on the rocks and dried grass of a "rookery" in the centre, and on the branches of the trees. CLARA comens out from the house, followed by TROTTER. CLARA. Come on and let mama rest awhile - naturally she's excited and tired out, being married so suddenly and away from home. [She stops beside the swing, taking hold of its side rope with 619 THE CLIMBERS her hand.] It isn't every mother who can elope without her oldest child's consent and have her youngest daughter for a bridesmaid. [Laughing. TROTTER. I hope Mrs. Sterling will forgive me. Perhaps she will when she sees how my money can help your mother and me to get right in with all the smarties! CLARA. Oh, don't you be too sure about your getting in; it isn't as easy as the papers say ! But, anyway, that wouldn't make any difference to Blanche. She was never a climber like mama and me. I suppose that's why she is asked to all sorts of houses through Aunt Ruth that wouldn't let mama and me even leave our cards on the butler ! TROTTER. I thought your mother could go anywhere she liked. 6 20 THlE CLIMBERS CLARA. Oh, no, she couldn't! if she made you think that, it was only a jolly! Blanche is the only one of us who really went everywhere. Come along, "Poppa," give me a swing! I haven't had one for years! [She sweeps off the snow from the seat of Ike swing with her hand. TROTTER. Your mother certainly did repre- sent - CLARA. [Sitting in the swing.] Oh, well, now don't blame mama! She couldn't help herself; she always thought you dread/ully handsome ! Swing me! TROTTER. I don't care, anyway. I'm deucedly proud of your mother, - I mean of my wife, - and I'd just as lief throw up the whole society busi- ness and go off and live happily by ourselves. CLARA. 0 dear I I think mama would find 6 21 TlE CLIMBERS that awfully dull. Go on, swing me! [TROTTER swings her.] Of course, you'll find mama a little different when you see her all the time. You really won't see much more of her, though, than you do now. She doesn't get up till noon, and has her masseuse for an hour every morning, her manicure and her mental science visitor every other day, and her face steamed three times a week! She has to lie down a lot, too, but you mustn't mind that; you must remember she isn't our age I TROTTER. [Swings her.] She suits me! CLARA. That's just what I feel / You'll take care of her, and me, too, all our lives, and that's what makes me so happy. I'm full of plans! We'll go abroad soon and stay two years. [He has stopped swinging her.] Go on, swing me! TROTTER. [Holding the swing still.] Say! if you think you are going to run me and the whole 622 ;'HE CLIMBERS family, you're a Dodo bird! Remember that you're my daughter; you must wait a little it you want to be a mother-in-law. [Sleigh-bells are heard in the distance, coming nearer. CLARA. Good gracious! If you ask me, I think mama has got her hands full. What's become of Miss Godesby and her brother TROTTER. When you went upstairs with your mother, they went down the road. CLARA. You know originally the idea was I was to marry you. TROTTER. Really - CLARA. [Laughingly.] Yes, and mama cut me out. TROTTER. Oh, well, it can't be helped; we can't marry everybody. CLAR. (Noticing the bells.] Somebody else 623 THE CLIMBERS arriving ! That's queer - nobody comes here in the winter; that's why we chose it, because it would be quiet! Let's play this game. [Going to an iron frog on a box which stands near the house. TROTTER. Perhaps it's Mrs. Sterling. CLARA. No; if she was coming at all, she'd have come in time for the wedding. [She takes up the disks which lie beside the frog.] I should hate to get married like you and mama - no splurge and no presents! Why, the presents'd be half the fun! And think of all those you and she've given in your life, and have lost now a good chance of getting back. [Throws a disk into the frog's open mouth. TROTTER. I'll give your mother all the presents she wants. I can afford it; I don't want anybody to give us anything! 6i24 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. You talk like Jess! [Throws another disk.] You know Jess earns her own living. She goes around to smart women's houses answering their invitations and letters for 'em. She calls it being a visiting secretary, but I tell her she's a co-respon-dent I [Throws a disk. [WARDEN and MASON enter /rom behind the house quickly, with a manner of suppressed excitement. They are surprised to find CLARA and TROTTER. WARDEN. Why, here they are! MASON. No, only Miss Clara and Trotter. WARDEN. Lucky I met you -you must take me back in your sleigh. MASON. Yes, the riding's beastly. TROTTER. Hello! I say, were you invited CLARA Merry Christmas! 6 2, 6THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. We came to see the Godesbys. CLARA. They've gone down the road. MASON. Sterling isn't here, is he TROTTER. No, haven't seen him. CLARA. Do you know why we're here [MASON and WARDEN are embarrassed. MASON. Yes - er - er - a - many happy ret- turns, Mr. Trotter. TROTTER. It's a great day for me, Mr. Mason! WARDEN. Wish you joy, Trotter! [Embarrassed and not going near him. TROTTER rushes eagerly to him and grasps his hand warmly. TROTTER. Thank you, old man! I say! Thank you I MASON. Miss Clara, would you do me the great favor of going down the road and hurrying the Godesbys back if you see them 626 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. Yes, I don't mind; come along, Trotty! WARDEN. You must excuse Trotter. I want a talk with him if he will give me five minutes. CLARA. Oh, certainly. [She goes out Left behind the house. WARDEN. [To MASON.] Will you see Mrs. Hunter TROTTER. I beg your pardon, Mrs. Trotter I WARDEN. [Politely.] I beg yours. [To MASON.] See Mrs. Trotter. MASON. [Aside to WARDEN.] You're going to ask him to go on Dick's note for Ryder WARDEN. [In a low voice.] Yes. MASON. You're a wonder! As if he would! WARDEN. Somebody must, and there's nobody else. That boy and that mother have got to be saved I MASON. I'm sorry my name's no good for us. 62 7 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. And mine mustn't be used. MASON. No, indeed! The minute that was done, there'd be a new complication, and more trouble would tumble down on Mrs. Sterling's head. Good luck. [Shakes his hand and enters the house. TROTTER. What's up You haven't come to kick about my wedding, have vou I wouldn't stand for that, you know! WARDEN. It's not that, Mr. Trotter. Your wife's son-in-law, Sterling, has turned out a blackguard; he has had intrusted to him Miss Ruth Hunter's money and several other people's, and he's used it all for speculation of his own. TROTTER. Then he's a damned thief! [He sits on the bench with the manner that he has settled the subject. WARDEN. So he is, and he's ruined. 628 THE CLIMBERS TROTTER. Well, prison is the place for him. WARDEN. We won't argue that, but how about his family -they get punished for what he has done; they must share his disgrace. TROTTER. Oh, well, my wife is out of all that now -she's Mrs. Trotter. WARDEN. Yes, but her own daughter suffers. TROTTER. [On the defensive.] She isn't very chummy with her classy eldest daughter. WARDEN. Never mind that; you know without my telling you that Mrs. Sterling is a fine woman. TROTTER. She's always snubbed me right and left, but, by George, I must own she is a fine woman. WARDEN. That's right! [Clapping him on the back and putting his arm around his shoulder.J Look here-help us save her! TROTTER. How 620 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. Indorse a note of Sterling's to give Ryder to keep him quiet. TROTTER. I'd have to ask my wife. WARDEN. No! Don't start off like that! Keep the reins in your own hands at the very be- ginning, - make her realize from this very day that you're raised up on the cushion beside her; that she's sitting lower down admiring the scenery, while you do the driving through life! TROTTER. [Hall laughing.] Ha! I guess you're right. Box seat and reins are good enough for me! WARDEN. Good boy! Then we can count on you to sign this note TROTTER. Where's my security WARDEN. I can get you security if you want it. TROTTER. Of course I want it! And I say. where are you Why aren't you in it 630 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. There are reasons why my name had better not appear; you are in the family. But I'll tell you what I'll do, Trotter; I'll secure you with a note of my own - only you must keep it dark; you mustn't even let Mason know. TROTTER. All right, perhaps I'm a Dodo bird, but I'll do it. Say, I seem to have married a good many of this classy family! WARDEN. Trotter, no one's done you justice! And, by George! you deserve a better fate - er - I mean - my best wishes on your wedding day. [TROTTER shakes his hand delightedly. TROTTER. Great day for me! What I wanted was style and position, and some one classy who would know how to spend my money for me I WARDEN. WVell, you've got that, surely ! [CLARA comes back from the house. CLARA. The Godesbys are coming. Trotter, 631 6THE CLIMBERS there's skating on the river near here, and they've skates in the house - don't you want a spin TROTTER. Yes, I don't mind - if my wife doesn't need me! [CLARA laughs as GODESBY and Miss GODESBY enter from behind the house. TROTTER meets them, with CLARA on his arm.] Excuse us for a little while! CLARA. Poppa and I're going skating! [They go out Left. GODESBY. Hello, Warden. WARDEN. Good morning, Miss Godesby. Miss GODESBY. Good morning. WARDEN. How are you, Godesby I've come on a matter most serious, most urgent-some- thing very painful. GODESBY. What is it [Comes forward. WARDEN. Both of you trusted Dick Sterling 63 2 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. What's he done WARDEN. Misused your funds. GODESBY. How d'you mean WARDEN. I mean that the money you intrusted to him is gone, and I've come to make a proposi- tion to you. Miss GODESBY. Gone [GODESBY and Miss GODESBY are aghast. A second's silence, during which GODESBY and Miss GODESBY look at each other, then back at WARDEN. GODESBY. Do you mean to say- WARDEN. The money is gone, every penny of it, and I want you to accept a note from Sterling to cover the amount. Miss GODESBY. I can't grasp itI GODESBY. Where is Sterling Why didn't he come 633 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. He was ashamed. GODESBY. I should hope so! WARDEN. Several of us are going to stick by him; we'll manage to put him on his feet again, and we want you to accept his note. GODESBY. [Incredulous.] Accept his note Miss GODESBY. [Also incredulous.] On what security GODESBY. [Quickly.] You'll do nothing of the sort, Julia! Miss GODESBY. I'll see him where he belongs, in State's Prison, first ! WARDEN. That wouldn't bring you back your money. Miss GODESBY. Neither will his note! WARDEN. If I get it indorsed GODESBY. Likely! Miss GODESBY. Rather! v3 4 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. I want your silence to keep it from the public for the family's sake. I've secured a satisfactory indorser for a note to satisfy Ryder's claim. Miss GODESBY. Why didn't you give him to me instead of Ryder WARDEN. I felt you would be willing, out of friendship - [There are sleigh-bdls in the distance, coming nearer. MIss GODESBY. Huh ! you must take me for an idiot ! WARDEN. Out of friendship for his wife. Miss GODESBY. Blanche Sterling! I never could bear her! She's always treated me like the dirt under her feet! WARDEN. You dined with her last night. Miss GODESBY. That was to please her mother. 635 THE CLIMBERS No, if my money's gone, Sterling's got to suffer, and the one slight consolation I shall have will be that Blanche Sterling will have to come off her high horse. [The sleigh-bells stop. GoDEsBy. [To MIss GODESBY.] Ten to one if you agree to sign this note - WARDEN. And keep silent. Miss GODESBY. [Satirically.] Oh, yes, of course, the next morning when I wake up Sterling will be gone! Nobody knows where! WARDEN. I've had it out with Sterling! I am here as his representative. I give you my word of honor Sterling will not run away. It is under such an understanding with him that I am plead- ing his case in his stead. He will stay here and work till he has paid you back, every cent. [JESSICA enters hurriedly /rom the house. 636 THE CLIMBERS JESSICA. [In great excitement.] Mr. Warden, Kr. Warden, Dick has gone! WARDEN. Sterling Gone Miss GODESBY. Gone GODESBY. That's good! WARDEN. Don't be a fool, Godesby. How do you mean "gone," Miss Hunter JESSICA. I don't altogether know. While I was out this morning, Blanche received a message from mother saying she'd been- [She hesitates, looking toward GODESBY and Miss GODESBY. WARDEN. They know. They're your mother's guests here. JESSICA. She told Blanche they would be glad to have her here at one o'clock for breakfast. Blanche ordered the sleigh at once and went away, leaving word for me I was 637 68THE CLIMBERS to open any message which might come for her. WARDEN. [To GODESBY. 1 Has she been here GODESBY. Not that I know of. Miss GODESBY. [Eager to hear more.] No, no! JESSICA. No, they say not. She probably went first to Aunt Ruth's. Before I got back, Dick, who'd been out- WARDEN. He was at my house. JESSICA. Yes. He came back, questioned Jor- dan as to where Blanche was, went upstairs, and then went away again, leaving a note for Blanche, which I found when I came home - WARDEN. [Eagerly.] Yes JESSICA. It simply said, " Good-by. Dick." Miss GODESBY. [Very angry.] Oh! GODESBY. [Quickly.] He's taken a train I He's cleared out I 638 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. Do you know if he took a bag or anything with him JESSICA. No, he took nothing of that sort. Jordan went into his room and found a drawer open and empty, a drawer in which Dick kept - a pistol l- [She drops her voice almost to a whisper. WARDEN. Good God, he's shot himself! JESSICA. Perhaps not -he left the house. WARDEN. Yes, if he were really determined to shoot himself, why wouldn't he have done it there in his own room JESSICA. What can we do What can we do WARDEN. I'll get Mr. Mason; he's with your mother; he must go back to town at once. [Going to the house. JESSICA. He can go with me; I'd better be at the house. Some one must be there. 639 0THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. Good I [He goes into the house. [MIss GODESBY and her brother ignore and apparently forget the presence of JESSICA in their excitement. They both speak and move excitedly. Miss GODESBY. I ought to have suspected something when Sterling told me he was getting ten per cent for my money, - the blackguard! GODESBY. I always told you you were a fool not to take care of your money yourself ! You know more about business than most men. Miss GODESBY. I didn't want to be bothered; besides, there was always something very attractive about Sterling. I don't mind telling you that if he had fallen in love with me instead of the stiff- necked woman he married, I'd have tumbled over myself to get him. 640 7'HE CLIMBERS GODESBY. How do you feel about him now Miss GODESBY. Now! Thank God, I'm saved such a waking up! It's going to make a big difference with my income, Howard! I wonder if his wife knew he was crooked! I'll bet you she's got a pot of money stowed away all right in her own name. JESSICA. [Who can bear no more, interrupts.] Please - please! Remember that you're speak- ing of my sister and that every word you are saying cuts through me like a knife. Miss GODESBY. I beg your pardon; I ought to have thought. I like and respect you, Jess, and I've been very rude. JESSICA. You've been more than that; you've been cruelly unjust to Blanche in all that you've said! Miss GODESBY. Perhaps I have, but I don't 641 THE CLIMBERS feel in a very generous mood; I've some excuse - so please forgive me. [WARDEN reenters Left. WARDEN. [To JESSICA.] Mason is waiting for you with the sleigh. He's going first to my house. Dick may have gone back there to hear the result of my interview with Ryder, - then Mason'll try his own house and Sterling's club. GODESBY. The police are the best men to find Sterling, whatever's happened. WARDEN. [To GODESBY.] You wait a minute with me; I haven't finished with you yet. [To JESSICA.] I'll stay here for your sister, in case she comes. [JESSICA goes out Left. GODESBY. [To Miss GODESBY.] Don't you give in ! Miss GODESBY. Not for a minute I [To WAR 642 THE CLIMBERS DEN.] Don't you think, under the circumstances, the wedding breakfast had better be called off, and my brother and I go back to town WARDEN. Not till you've given me your promise, both of you, that you will keep silent about the embezzlement of your bonds for the sake of Mrs. Sterling and her son. Miss GODESBY. [Hall laughs.] Huh I WARDEN. For the sake of her mother, who is your friend. [Sleigh-bells start up loud and die off quickly; JESSICA has gone. Miss GODESBY. Oh, come, you know what sort of friends we are, - for the amusement we can get out of each other. This is the case, - I trusted this man with my affairs. He was very attractive- I don't deny that; business with Dick Sterling became more or less of a pleasure -but that 643 THE CLIMBERS doesn't cut any ice with me; he's stolen my money. To put it plainly, he's a common thief, and he ought to be punished; why should he go scot free and a lot of others not You know perfectly well his note wouldn't be worth the paper it was written on; and, anyway, if he hasn't gone and sneaked out of the world, I won't lift my little finger to keep him from the punishment he de- serves! GODESBY. Good for you, Julia! WARDEN. Don't you put your oar in, Godesby; just let this matter rest between your sister and me! She's always been known as the best man in your family. GODESBY. You don't choose a very conciliatory way of bringing us around! WARDEN. I'm not choosing any way at all; I'm striking right out from the shoulder. There THE CLIMBERS Isn't time for beating round the bush! I'm pleading for the good name and honorable position of a perfectly innocent, a fine, woman, and for the reputation and unimpeded career of her son ! And I make that appeal as man to man and woman! Miss GODESBY. I have nothing to do with any one in this matter but Sterling himself, who has robbed me, and I'll gladly see him suffer for it! WARDEN. Now look here, Miss Godesby, you belong to a pretty tough crowd in society, but I know at heart you're not a bad sort! What good will it do you Granted even that you don't care for Mrs. Sterling, still don't tell me you're the kind of woman to take a cruel pleasure in seeing another woman suffer! I wouldn't believe it! You're not one of those catty creatures! You're a clever woman, and I don't doubt you can be a pretty 645 THE CLIMBERS hard one, too, at times; but you're just - that' the point now - you're JUST- Miss GODESBY. [Interrupting.] Exactly! I'm just, an eye for an eye! Sterling is a thief, let him get the deserts of one! [Sihe sits on the bench determinedly. WARDEN. But you can't look at only one side! You can't shut your eyes to his wife's suffering, too, and she doesn't deserve it! Neither does her boy deserve to share his disgrace. [He sits beside her.] Why, you have it in your power to handicap that boy through his whole life by publishing his father a criminal; or you can give that boy a fair show to prove himself more his mother's son than his father's, and to live an honest -who knows -perhaps a noble life! Miss GODESBY. I refuse to accept such a re- sponsibility. Ryder - 646 THE C LL/fBERS 64 WARDEN. [Rises, interrupting her.] Ryder's word is given to be silent. Miss GODESBY. Well, that's his lookout. WARDEN. You'll have many a heart wrench, I'll bet you! You'll have to run across the results of the harm you do to Mrs. Sterling and Richard day in and day out, year after year ! I don't believe you realize what it means! Why, I know you can't bear to see a dog suffer! I met you last week on the street carrying a mangy, crippled brute of a little dog in your arms, afraid lest he'd get into the hands of the vivisectionists, and yet here you'll let a boy and his mother - Miss GODESBY. [Interrupts him, struggling against a tiny emotion which he has stirred.] Stop Stop! I don't want you working on my feelings that way. [She rises and turns from him 647 6TRE CLIMPERS WARDEN. [Follows her.] I'm only knocking at the door of your heart. And now because it's opened just a tiny way, you want to shut it in my face again. Will you lea re this woman's name fit for her to use Won't you make that boy's life worth living to him Miss GODESBY. [After a moment's pause, looks straight into WARDEN'S face.] I'll tell you what I'll do. Get me some security, some sort of indorsement of Sterling's note- WARDEN. If the man's only alive l Miss GODESBY. And I'll hold my tongue. WARDEN. How long will you give me Miss GODESBY. Oh, come, I can't have any monkey business! You must get me my seculriy to-day. WARDEN. To-day Miss GODESBY. Yes. 648 THE CLIMBERS6 WARDEN. But- Miss GODESBY. That's my last word. GODESBY. Stick to that, Julia! WARDEN. I shan't try to persuade her against that. Will you leave your sister alone with me a moment. Perhaps you'll see about your sleigh being ready to return to town. GODESBY. I've no objection-if Julia wishes it. Miss GODESBY. Yes, go on, Howard! [GODESBY goes out back of house. WARDEN. [Left alone with Miss GODESBY, goes nearer to her.] Look here! Will you accept my indorsement Will I be all right Miss GODESBY. [Incredulously.] Certainly. WARDEN. Then it's settled Miss GODESBY. You don't mean it! WARDEN. I do. Miss GODESBY. You'd be willing to lose - 649 oTHE CLIMBERS LA revelation comes to her.] Oh - for Mrs. Sterling! I see! WARDEN. [Very seriously.] I wouldn't. I wouldn't see. Miss GODESBY. And she's always been black- guarding me for my affairs with men I And all the time - WARDEN. [Interrupts strongly.] Don't say any more, please, Miss Godesby I I only wish your brother had said that much instead of you. Miss GODESBY. [Disagreeably.] So you're in love with Blanche Sterling WARDEN. No I Miss GODESBY. Oh, come, don't tell a lie about it; that will only make it seem worse. WARDEN. Well, suppose I were in love with her -what of it 650 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. Nothing; only, my dear War- den, that woman - WARDEN. [Interrupts.] Wait a minute! You've got me in a corner, but knowing half the truth, you mustn't guess the whole. She is even more igno- rant of my love for her than you were ten minutes 3.go! [Miss GODESBY smiles and makes a little satirical exclamation.] You don't believe that, but I'll make you. I'm going to tell you some- thing I've never even told myself. I'm going to put you to a big test, because I've got to. Apparently, I can't help myself; but after all, somehow I believe in the human nature in you, and you've got it in your power to help or hurt the woman I love - I say those words aloud for the first time - the woman I love I [He has finished his speech in a lowered tone throbbing with controlled feeling. G51 62THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. [Incredulously.] You've nver told her WARDEN. Never; and you show how little you really know her when you ask that question ! She loves her husband. Miss GODESBY. I'm not so sure about that! WARDEN. I am, and I love her. But surely the silent love of a man, like mine, is no insult to a good woman - cannot harm her! A love that is never spoken, not even whispered, can't hurt any one, except, perhaps, the one who loves. You must acknowledge even you have never heard a hint; you showed just now your real surprise at what circumstances revealed to you! I'd die sooner than bring the slightest shadow of a scandal on her, and I've hugged my secret tight. Have you any idea what such a love means How it grows and grows, its strength shut in, held back, 65 2 THlE CLIMBERS doubling and redoubling its powers!-its ideality increasing, the passion suppressed, locked up! Good God! I tremble sometimes when I think - suppose some day it should burst out, break my control, MASTER ME! [A pause.] And here, now, I've told you; I'm sorry, but I had to for her sake again. Will you help me keep my secret Miss GODESBY. [After a second's pause.] Yes, because I believe you. WARDEN. And Mrs. Sterling Miss GODESBY. [Slowly, with sincere meaning.] I envy her! [Her voice breaks and she turns away lrom him. WARDEN. No one is to know I indorse Sterling's note Miss GODESBY. You needn't sign the note; my brother'd have to see it. I'll take your word for the indorsement. 653 64THE CLIMBERS [She offers him her hand. They shake hand, WARDEN. What a brick you are! You know you don't do yourself anything like justice in the world! [GODESBY reenters Left and after him a MAN SERVANT in ordinary clothes, who passes through the archway at back Centre. GODESBY. Ready! WARDEN. [Aside to her.] You can promise his silence about Sterling MIss GODESBY. Oh, yes, he's absolutely depend- ent upon me. WARDEN. Thank you. Miss GODESBY. [To NED with a forced gaidy.] Good-by ! WARDEN. [Again shaking her hand.] Good-by. [He looks his thanks at her. GODESBY. Well What did you do 654 THE CLIMBERS Miss GODESBY. [As they go.] Don't worry; I've taken care of myself for many years, and I still feel up to it! [They go out Left and at the same time the SER- VANT enters Irom the archway at back Centre carrying some fire logs in his arms. This SER- VANT speaks with a slight French accent. As he reaches the house, WARDEN stops him with a question, and the GODESBYS' sleigh-bells start up and quickly die away. The sun begins to set. WARDEN. Have you an empty sitting room SERVANT. Yes, sair. WARDEN. Warm SERVANT. I will soon arrange a fire. WARDEN. I wish you would, please. SERVANT. Ze big room for ze breakfast is altogether ready and warm; you will be able to go in there now. THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. No, that wouldn't do. It's all right out here for me, only I am expecting a lady. [Sleigh-bells are heard in the distance, coming quickly nearer. SERVANT. Yes, sair. WARDEN. I hear a sleigh coming. If a lady is in it, ask if her name is Mrs. Sterling, and if she says yes, tell her Mr. Warden is here and would like to speak with her a moment before she goes in to Mrs. - (He hesitates a second. SERVANT. Trottair WARDEN. Yes. SERVANT. Yes, sair. [He goes into the house. (The sun grows red, and the colors of sunset creep over the sky during the scene which 65 THE CLIMBERS follows. After a moment the SERVANT ShOms BLANCHE out from the house. BLANCHE. [Surprised and depressed.] Good morning, Mr. Warden, have you been asked to these funeral baked meats WARDEN. No, I'll explain why I am here in a few minutes. Only let me ask you first when you last saw your husband BLANCHE. Early this morning. WARDEN. And you have come just now from where BLANCHE. Aunt Ruth's. Of course you know about my mother When I heard it I started to come here, but my heart failed me and I turned back to my aunt's. She has persuaded me that I ought to come and put the best face on the matter possible, but it seems as if I'd had now a little more than I can bear! 657 THE CLIMBERAS [Her voice breaks and her eyes fill with tears. WARDEN. [Almost tenderly.] Shall we go inside BLANCHE. No, no! Let us stay out in the air; my head would burst in one of these close little rooms. Have you seen mother WARDEN. No, not yet. BLANCHE. Where is Dick Did he go to Ryder's WARDEN. No, but I have some good news to tell you all the same - Ryder has promised silence BLANCHE. [With tremendous relief.] Oh! that's too good, too good to be true I To whom did he promise WARDEN. I want you not to ask me that BLANCHE. I can guess, it was - WARDEN. [Lying.] No, it was - Mason. BLANCHE. [Doubting him.] Mr. Mason WARDEN. And I've more good news for you, 658 YhE C'LIMBERS Mrs. Sterling - the Godesbys, too; Jhey will be silent. BLANCHE. You're sure WARDEN. We have their word I BLANCHE. [Pointedly.] Mr. Mason again - [WARDEN bows his head in assent.] He was here WARDEN. Some time ago, but only for a minute. He didn't stay; he went to find your husband. BLANCHE. But the Godesbys I just met them now on the road going back. How could Mr. Mason, if he didn't stay- [WARDEN is embarrassed, and is silent, searching a way out of it.] Oh, no! no! it wasn't Mr. Mason! I see the whole thing clearly. Dick was too great a coward, and you did it! It was you who won over Ryder! It was you who persuaded the Godesbys! - [WARDEN shakes his head and makes a movement to deny it. BLANCHE continues speaking, the THE CLIMBERS words rushing to her lips, as her pent-up heart opens and lets all her emotions suddenly free.1 Don't try to deny it; you can't make me believe you! It's to you I owe whatever promise the future has for me! It is you who have given me all the happiness I've had for years. It is you who have watched over, taken care of, me-you, the best friend any woman in this world ever had. It is you now who have saved my boy's honor. It is you who lift the weight off my shoulders, the weight off my heart! You! - you! - you I [She sinks sobbing on the bench. It begins to snow very quietly and slowly. WARDEN. [All his love bursting out into his face and into his voice, cries.] Blanche I Blanche! [Leaning over her as if to protect her from hea trouble and take her to his breast. BLANCHE. [Rising and looking straight into 660 THE CLIMBERS his eyes with a suddenly revealed great love in her own.] Ned !- [They hold this position some moments, gazing into each other's eyes; then finally WARDEN makes a movement towards her, crying out more triumphantly, having read and realized her love /or him. WARDEN. Blanche I BLANCHE. [Mfoving a hal/ step back from hin.] No- WARDEN. No BLANCHE. Look - look, it's beginning to snow; WARDEN. [Very sofl/y.] What do you mean BLANCHE. [Desperately.] I mean to speak of anything except what is in your thoughts at this moment! Help me npt to forget that no matte, what he has done, Dick is still my husband. WARDEN. You don't know all he has doneI 656r THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. How not "all" What else Where is he [With a sudden new alarn WARDEN. He has left you. BLANCHE. [Echoes.] Left me - WARDEN. Mason is searching for him. He left a note at your house which Jess read; it wa; only one word " Good-by." BLANCHE. [Echoes again.] Good-by! [Sleigh- bells are heard in the distance, coming quickly nearer.] What does it mean You're hiding something from me! Tell me what else you know WARDEN. He left the house, but took some- thing with him-something from a drawer in his room. BLANCHE. [Alter a second's pause she whispers.] His pistol WARDEN. Yes. 66 2 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. [Aghast, still whispers.] Has he done it WARDEN. I don't know; I'm waiting word from Mason. [The sleigh-bells stop. BLANCHE. [Excited.] But we can't wait here doing nothing; we must go, too! WARDEN. Mason is doing all that can be done; we'd better wait here. [He takes her hand in sympathy, but withoul suggesting the passion of a jew moments be- lore. STERLING enters hurriedly Left. He is wild with drink and jealousy. STERLING. Drop my wife's hand! [They turn in great surprise. BLANCHE. Dick! [Fright at his appearance is mingled with her surprise. 667, THlE CLL]IBIERS WARDEN. [At the same time as BLANCHE.] Sterling I [They do not drop hands. STERLING. [Coming nearer, very strong.] Drop my wife's hand! [They do so quickly, not under- standing yet.] So I've caught you! WARDEN. [Angry.] Caught us! STERLING. Ycs, I had my suspicions roused some time ago! BLANCHE. Of what STERLING. I could go to the devil-what did ycu two care! I could go to State's Prison ! All the better-out of your way/ WARDEN. You're speaking like a madman! STERLING. I went back to my house this morning; my wife was gone-no message left where to! But I questioned the servant. She'd driven here! Why Ha! [A bitter half laugh; 664 THE CLIMBERS he turns to BLANCHE.] You've come here once too ofien I WARDEN. [Very strong.] Sterling! STERLING. [To WARDEN, but ignoring his exclamation.] Then I went to your house. They knew where you'd gone! You ought to train your servants better! Both here! WARDEN. If you're not careful, I'll ram your insinuations down your throat. STERLING. [Jeers.] "Insinuations" I've caught you! I make no "insinuations." I tell you both you're caught / You're my wife's lover, and she's your damned mis- [Interrupted. WARDEN. [Seizing STERLING by the throat.] Don't you finish! BLANCHE. Sh !-for Heaven's sake! [To WAR- DEN.] Let him alone; I'mnotafraidof what he says. 665 THE CLIMBERS rWARDEN leaves STERLING. STERLING. No, you never were a liar, I'll give you credit for that, - so confess the truth - you're his- [Interrupted. BLANCHE. [Excited beyond her control.] Listen! And you shall have the truth if you want it! These years that he's been befriending me I never dreamed of loving him nor thought of his loving me. [DICK sneers.] Wait! No, not even the day my father was buried, when I learned outright you were dishonest I STERLING. [Surprised. ] What do you mean BLANCHE. What I say - I learned it then from a paper of my father's. I shouldn't have kept my knowledge to myself - I see that now; but I did, for your sake, not for love of you - the love went for good that day. But here, a moment ago, I real- 666 THE CLIMBERS ized for the first time that my old friend did love me, love me with an ideal devotion the noblest woman in the world might be proud of ! I didn't tell him then I loved him, but now I take this chance, I take it GLADLY before you! -lorced by youl I tell him now, what perhaps he has already guessed, I love him with all my heart - I love him] I LOVE HIM! STERLING. Damn you both! then it's the end of me I LHe pulls out a pistol and tries to put it to his temple. BLANCHE. [Cries out.] Ned! WARDEN. [Seizes STERLING, catches his arm, and wrenches the pistol from him.] So that's what you planned to do, is it - make a wretched scene Like that [It begins to snow more heavily. 667 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. [In utter collapse and shame.] Whj did you stop me I'm better out of the world. I'm crazy with shame. First I disgraced and now I've insulted - degraded - the only living thing I care for, - that's my wife. BLANCHE. house. Mr. something to STERLING. BLANCHE. STERLING. turns at the know I'm a [A momenU's pause. [Speaks quietly.] Come back to the Mason is looking for you; he has D tell you. I know -more bad news. No, good. [Echoes.] Goodl [Starting to go, he porch.] I want you to know that I rotten beast. [He goes out Left. WARDEN. You're going back home P BLANCHE. "Home! " [With a jaint smile.1 I should hardly call it that. 668 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. [Aside to her.] You're not afraid BLANCHE. [Hall smiling.] Oh, no! And my boy's there. [The thick /alling snow almost hides them, but they are unconscious of it. WARDEN. What's to be done BLANCHE. Wait; we'll see - we'll see - let it be something we could never regret. Good-by, Ned. [Giving him her hand. WARDEN. Good-by, Blanche. [Kissing her hand very tenderly and almost with a certain kind of awe, as THE CURTAIN SLOWLY FALLS 669 ACT IV The following morning; at the STERLLNGS'; the library; a warm, livable, and lovable room, full of pictures, photographs, and books; mistletoe and holly decorate everywhere. In the bozw- window at back there is a large bird-cage with hall a dozen birds in it. The furniture is comfortable and heavily upholstered. At Left there is a fireplace with logs ready, but the fire is not lit. There a big table near the centre, full of magazines, illustrated papers, and books. A big arm-chair is beside the table, ana other chairs conversationally close. There is a table near the door at Right, piled with Christmas gifts, still wrapped in white paper; they are tied with many 670 THE CLIMBERS colored ribbons and bunches o1 holly. There are doors Right and Left. After the curtain rises on an empty stage, RUTH enters quickly; while she has her buoyant manner, she is, of course, more serious than usual. She carries a bunch of fresh violets in her hand. She 'ooks about the room with a sort of curiosity. a -e is waiting for some one to appear. She takes up a silver-framed pho- tograph of her brother which stands on a table and speaks aloud to it. RUTH. I'm glad you're spared this. [With a !ong-drawn breath she places the photograph back upon the table and turns to greet BLANCHE, who comes in Right.] Good morning, my dear. [She kisses her. BLANCHE. Good morning. You've had my note [RuTI nods. Thank you. I wanted to 671 THE CLIMBERS see you before I saw any one else. You must help me decide, only you can. RUTH. Have you seen your husband this morning BLANCHE. No. He sent word he was feeling ill, but would like to see me when I was willing. RUTH. And you [They sit near each other. BLANCHE. I don't want to talk with him till [ see more clearly what I am going to do. RUTH. Mr. Warden told me last night all that happened at "The Hermitage." But on your ride home with Dick BLANCHE. We never spoke. [She rises.] Aunt Ruth, I am going to leave him. RUTH. [Rising.] No! BLANCHE. [Walking up and down.] Why not Everybody does. 67 2 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. [Going to her.] That's just it. Be somebody! Don't do the easy, weak thing. Be strong; be an example to other women. Heaven knows it's time they had one! [MRS. HUNTER enters Right. BLANCHE meets her. MRS. HUNTER. Good morning, my poor dear. [Going to kiss BLANCHE. BLANCHE. [Taking MRS. HUNTER'S hand and not kissing her.] Good morning. MRS. HUNTER. Clara's gone upstairs to see little Richard. Good morning, Ruth. [She adds his with a manner of being on the defensive. RumT. [Dryly.] Good morning. MRS. HUNTER. [Sitting by the table and looking at the picture papers.] Isn't it awful! What are you going to do 673 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. I don't know yet, mother. MRS. HUNTER. Don't know Absolute divorce -no legal separation! [To RUTH.] We're stay- ing at the Waldorf. [BLANCHE sits discouragedly on the so/a. RUTH. [Sitting beside her.] I shall advise against, and do everything in my power to prevent, Blanche's getting a divorce! MRS. HUNTER. You don't mean to say you'll carry those ridiculous notions of yours into prac- tice - now that a scandal has come into our very family RUTH. Oh, I know selfish, cynical, and worldly people won't agree with me, and I pity and sym- pathize with Blanche from the bottom of my heart. [Taking and holding BLANCHE'S hand.] But I want her not to decide anything now; wait till the first blows over, and then - well, then I 674 THE CLIMBERS feel sure she will do the strong, noble thing - the difficult thing -not the easy. BLANCHE. [Withdraws her hand from RuTH's.] No, you ask too much of me, Aunt Ruth; I can't do it. RUTH. I say don't decide now-wait. BLANCHE. I don't want to wait. I want to decide now and to cut my life free, entirely, from Dick's. RUTH. You used to agree with me. I've heard you decry these snapshot, rapid-transit, tunnel divorces many a time. I've heard you say when a woman has made her bed, she must lie in it - make the best of her bad bargain. BLANCHE. I always sympathized with a woman who sought a divorce in this state. RUTH. Oh, yes, but you can't, can you BLANCHE. No, but I'm not strong enough to fight out an unhappy life for the sake of setting an 6 7 5 6THE CLIMBERS example to other women -women who don't want the example set! RUTH. Blanche, I counted on you to be strong, to be big- BLANCHE. [With a voice full of emotion.] But I love Ned Warden. He loves me - life stretches out long before us. Dick has disgraced us alL I don't love him - should I give my happiness and Mr. Warden's happiness for him M.S. HUNTER. Absurd! We all have a right to happiness if we can get it. I have chosen; let Blanche follow my example. BLANCHE. [Disgusted.] Yours [Rises.] Oh! RuTE. [Following up the advantage.] Yes, Blanche, do you want to follow your mother's example BLANCEM. Nol But the cases are not analo- gous I 676 THE CLIMBERS MRS. HUNTER. Not what You needn't fling any innuendoes at Mr. Trotter; it's he who said it was my duty to stand by you, advise you, and all that sort of thing. I'm not here to please myself! Goodness knows, a divorce court isn't a very pleasant place to spend your honeymoon! BLANCHE. Thank both you and Mr. Trotter, mother; but I ask you to allow Aunt Ruth and me to decide this matter between us. MRS. HUNTER. Trotter says divorce was made for woman! RuTH. And what was made for man, please Polygamy MRS. HUNTER. I don't know anything about politics! But I could count a dozen women in a breath, all divorced, or trying to be, or ought to be! RUTH. And each one of them getting a cold shoulder. 677 THIE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. What of it if their hearts are warm - poor climbers after happiness! RUTH. Believe me, dear, the chill spreads. You're going to be selfish MRS. HUNTER. She's going to be sensible. [CLARA enters Right. CLARA. Hello, everybody! I just saw Dick coming out of his room and I cut him dead. BLANCHE. Clara! RUTH. [To BLANCHE.] You've taken a certain responsibility upon yourself, and you can't shirk it. BLANCHE. He isn't what I thought him! RUTH. The day the sun shone on you as a bride, in God's presence, you said you took him for better for worse- CLARA. Dear me, is that in it The marriage service ought to be expurgated! RUTH. [To CLARA.] I'm ashamed of you. 678 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. rhat's nothing new! BLANCHE. Aunt Ruth, let us talk some other time. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, if we are in the way, we'll go! [Rises. CLARA. Yes, come on, let's go to Atlantic City. MRS. HUNTER. No, I'd rather go to Lakewood. CLARA. Oh, pshaw, Lakewood's no fun! I'm surprised you don't say go to Aiken, North Carolina. MRS. HUNTER. Mr. Trotter says we can't leave town anyway while Blanche is in this trouble. BLANCHE. Mother, please discuss your affairs somewhere else. RUTH. And if I may be permitted to suggest, you will find Mr. Trotter's advice always pretty good to follow. That young man has better qualities than we have suspected. I have some 679 THE CLIMBERS thing to thank him for; will you be good enough to ask him to come and see me MRS. HUNTER. He will not go to your house with my permission. I shall tell him you have never asked me inside your door. CLARA. Mother, if you ask me - [MRS. HUN- TER interjects " Which I don't," but CLARA con- tinues without paying any attention to the inlerrup- lion.] - I don't think Mr. Trotter is going to cry himself to sleep for your permission about any- thing! MRS. HUNTER. [To BLANCHE.] Good-by, my dear; if you want me, let me know; I'll be glad to do anything I can. I'm staying at the Waldorf. CLARA. It's full of people from Kansas and Wyoming Territory come to hear the Opera I RuTm. A little western blood wouldn't hurt our New York life a bit I 680 THE CLIMBERS CLARA. Ah ! Got you there! The west is the place where the divorces come from I MRS. HUNTER. [Laughs.] What's the matter with Providence I think Rhode Island tips the scales pretty even for the east! BLANCHE. Please go, mother; please leave me for a little while. MRS. HUNTER. Oh, very well, good-by! [LEON- ARD enters Right with a Christmas parcel, which he places on the table Right.] Dear me, have you had all these Christmas presents and not opened them BLANcHE. It is only little Richard in this house who is celebrating Christmas to-day. MRS. HUNTER. It's a terrible affair; I only hope the newspapers won't get hold of it. [To LEONARD.] If any women come here asking for me who look like ladies, don't let 'em in I They ain't my friends; they're reporters. 68i THE CLIMBERS [LEONARD bows and goes out CLARA. I'm awfully sorry, Blanche, I honestly am; but I think you'll have only yourself to blame if you don't strike out now and throw Dick over. Good-by I [MRS. HUNTER and CLARA go out Right. BLANCHE. I wish they wouldn't advise me to do what I want to. RUTH. Ah! BLANCHE. But who do I harm by it Surely, it wouldn't be for his good to be brought up under the influence of his father! RUTH. If he saw you patiently bearing a cross for the sake of duty, can you imagine a stronger force for good on the boy's character What an example you will set him! What a chance for a mother ! BLANCHE. But my own life, my own happiness 682 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. Ah, my dear, that's just it! The watch. word of our age is self ! We are all for ourselves; the twentieth century is to be a glorification of selfishness, the Era of Egotism! Forget yourself, and what would you do The dignified thing. You would live quietly beside your husband if not with him. And your son would be worthy of such a mother! BLANCHE. And 4 RUTH. You would be glad in the end. BLANCHE. Perhaps - RUTH. Surely! Blanche, for twenty years Mr. Mason and I have loved each other. [BLANCHE is astonished. There is a pause. [RUTH smiles while she speaks, though her voice breaks.] You never guessedl Ah, well, your father knew. 683 THE CLIMBERS BLANCEM. But Mrs. Mason is hopelessly insane; surely - RUTH. A principle is a principle; I took my stand against divorce. What can you do for a principle if you don't give up everything for it Nothing! And that is what I mean. To-day I am not sorry - I am happy. [There is another slight pause. RICHARD is heard upstairs singing a Christmas carol, "Once in Royal David's City," etc. BLANCHE. [With great emotion.] But if it breaks my heart-if it breaks my heart RUTH. Hearts don't break from the pain that comes of doing right, but from the sorrow of doing wrong! [Neither woman speaks for a minute; in the silence RUTH hears RICHARD.] What's that BLANCHE. [Hearing now for the first time.] Richard singing one of his carols. 684 THE CLIMBERS RUTH. I'd forgotten it was Christmas. [LEONARD enters Leaf. LEONARD. Doctor Steinhart is here to see Mr. Sterling. Where shall I show him, madame BLANCHE. Here; we'll go- [Rising. LEONARD. Yes, madame. [He goes out. RUTH. Well What are you going to do BLANCHE. I'm thinking- RUTH. May I come with you, or shall I - BLANCHE. No, come. [The two women start to leave the room together Right, with their arms around each other. They meet STERLING, who enters; he starts, they stop. STERLING. I beg your pardon, I didn't know you were here. 685 THE CLIMBERS BLANCHE. We are going to my room; I am sorry you are not well. STERLING. Oh, it's nothing, thank you. RUTH. If we can do anything, let us know. STERLING. [Overwhelmed with shame, bows his head.] Thank you. [The women go out Righi. At the same moment DR. STEINHART is shown in by LEONARD Left. DR. STEINHART. Good morning, Sterling. STERLING. Good morning, doctor; sit down. DR. STEINHART. No, thanks, I'm very rushed this morning. What can I do for you STERLING. I've been drinking too much for some time; I can't eat -my nerves are all gone to pieces. I've some - some business troubles, and I haven't slept for a week. DR. STEINHART. Is that all! Brace up, help 686 THE CLIMBERS yourself a little, and we can soon make a man of You. STERLING. I'm afraid it would take more than a doctor to do that. DR. STEINHART. Oh, come, we must get rid of melancholy. Come and drive with me to 79th Street. STERLING. No, I'm too worn out. Look at my hand! [Holds out a trembling hand.] I tell you literally I haven't slept for weeks - I thought you-d give me some chloral or something. DR. STEINHART. What Now STERLING. Yes; I've tried sulphonal and all that rot; it doesn't have any effect on me. Give me a hypodermic- DR. STEINHART. Nonsense I Come out into the air! STERLING. I've been out. 687 8THE CLIMBERS DR. STEINXART. Good! Then try lying down again, and perhaps you'll go to sleep now. STERLING. Very well, but give me something to take to-night in case I can't sleep then. DR. STErNHART. [Takes out a note-book and writes with a stylographic pen.] Be careful what you eat to-day. How about this drinking -did your business trouble come after it began, or did the whiskey come after the business trouble STERLING. That's it. DR. STEIN-ART. Um - [Giving STERLING the paper which he tears out ol his note-book.] Look here, I've a busy day before me; but I'll look in to-morrow, and we'll have a good talk. STERLING. Thank you. I say, what is this DR. STEINHART. It's all right. Sulphate of morphia - one-quarter-grain tablets. STERLING. Isn't that very little 688 THE CLIMBERS DR. STEINHART. Oh, no; you try one, and repeat in an hour if it hasn't done its work. STERLING. But you've only given me two tablets, and I tell you I'm awfully hard to influence! DR. STEINHART. Two's enough; we don't give a lot of drugs to a man in a nervous condition like yours. Don't let them wake you for luncheon if you're asleep. Sleep's best for you. Good-by - pleasant dreams. [He goes out Le/1. STERLING. [Reads off the prescription.] "Two one-quarter-grain tablets sulphate of morphia, Wm. B. Steinhart-" And in ink! Why didn't he write it with a lead-pencil How can I make it more Two-wait a minute! Two! [Taking out his own stylographic pen.] What's his ink [Makes a mark with his pen on his cuff.] Good I the same! Why not make it twelve [Marking 689 THE CLIMBERS a one before the two.] Just in case -I might as well be on the safe side! [He rings an electric bell beside the mantel, and waves the paper in the air to dry it. BLANCHE enters Right. BLANCHE. I heard the doctor go. Is anything serious the matter STERLING. I/ it were my body only that had gone wrong, Blanche! [LEONARD enters Left. [To LEONARD.] Take this prescription round the corner and have it put up. LEONARD. Yes, sir. STERLING. And bring it to me with a glass of water. LEONARD. Yes, sir. [He goes out Left. [BLANCHE is still standing. STERLING sinks into a chair, and puts his head in his hands, his 690 THE CLIMBERS elbows on the table. He lilts his head and looks at her. STERLING. I know what you're going to do; you don't have to tell me; of course you're going to divorce me. BLANCHE. No. STERLING. What! [His hands drop to the table; he looks her straight in the face, doubling what he hears. BLANCHE. [Looking back into his eyes.] No. STERLING. [Cries.] Blanche! [In a tone of amazement and joy. BLANCHE. I give you one more chance, for your sake only as my boy's father. But - don't make it impossible for me - do you understand STERLING. Yes! I must take the true advan- tage of this chance your goodness gives me. I must right myself, so that people need not hesitate to 69i 692THE CLIMBERS speak of his father in Richard's presence. And this I uwill do. [With great conviction he rises.] I know I am at the cross-roads, and I know the way; but I don't choose it for your reasons; I choose for my own reason - which is that, unfit as I am, I love you. [He speaks deliberately and with real feeling, bending over her. BLANcHE. I tell you truly my love for you is gone for good. STERLING. I'll win it back - you did love me, you did, didn't you, Blanche BLANCHE. I loved the man I thought you were. Do you remember that day in the mountains when we first really came to know each other, when we walked many, many miles without dreaming of being tired STERLING. And found ourselves at sunset at the 692 THE CLIMBERS 693 top instead of below, by our hotel! Oh, yes, I remember! The world changed for me that day. [He sinks back into the arm-chair, overcome, in his weakened state, by his memories and his realization of what he has made of the present. BLANCHE. And for me! I knew then for the first time you loved me, and that I loved you. Oh! how short life of a sudden seemed! Not half long enough for the happiness it held for me! LShe turns upon him with a vivid change of feeling.] Has it turned out so STERLING. How different! Oh, what a beast! what a fool! BLANCHE. [Speaking with pathetic emotion, tears in her throat and in her eyes. ] And that early summer's day you asked me to be your wife! [She gives a little exclamation, half a sob, half a laugh.] It was in the corner of the garden; I can 6THE CLIMBERS smell the lilacs now! And the raindrops fell from the branches as my happy tears did on fathei's shoulder that night, when I said, "Father, he will make me the happiest woman in the world!" STERLING. 0 God! to have your love back! BLANCHE. You can't breathe life back into a dead thing; how different the world would be if one could! STERLING. You can bring back life to the drowned; perhaps your love is only drowned in the sorrow I've caused. BLANCHE. [Smiles sadly and shakes her head; the smile dies away.] Life to me then was like a glorious staircase, and I mounted happy step after step led by your hand till everything seemed to culminate on the day of our wedding. You men don't, can't realize, what that service means to a girl. In those few moments she parts from all 694 THE CLIMBERS that have cherished her, made her life, and gives her whole self, her love, her body, and even her soul sometimes -for love often overwhelms us women - to the man who, she believes, wants, starves, for her gifts. All that a woman who marries for love feels at the altar I tell you a man can't understand! You treated this gift of mine, Dick, like a child does a Santa Claus plaything - for a while you were never happy away from it, then you grew accustomed to it, then you broke it, and now you have even lost the broken pieces! STERLING. [Comes to her, growing more and more determined.] I will find them, and put them together again. BLANCHE. [A gain smiles sadly and shakes her head.] First we made of every Tuesday a festival - our wedding anniversary. After a while we kept the twenty-eighth cf every month! The second 695 66THE CLIMBERS year you were satisfied with the twenty-eighth of April only, and last year you forgot the day alto- gether. And yet what a happy first year it was! STERLING. Ah, you see I did make you happv once ! BLANCHE. Blessedly happy I Our long silences in those days were not broken by an oath and a fling out of the room. Oh, the happiness it means to a wife to see it is hard for her husband to leave her in the morning, and to be taken so quickly - even roughly -into his arms at night that she knows he has been longing to come back to her. Nothing grew tame that first year. And at its end I climbed to the highest step I had reached yet, when you leaned over my bed and cried big man's tears, the first I'd ever seen you cry, and kissed me first, and then little Richard lying on my warm arm, and said, "God bless you, little mother." [There is a pause. BLANCHE cries softly a moment. STERLING 696 THE CLIMBERS is silent, ashamed. Again she turns upon him, rous- ing herself, but with a voice broken with emotion.] And what a bad father you've been to that boy! STERLING. I didn't mean to I That's done, that's past, but Richard's my boy. I'll make him proud of me, somehow! I'll win your love back - you'll see ! [BLANCHE is about to speak in remonstrance, but slops because of the entrance of LEONARD. He brings a small chemist's box of tablets in an envelope and a glass of water on a small silver tray. LEONARD. Your medicine, sir. [He puts it on the table and goes out Right. STERLING. Thank you, thank you! [He takes the box of tablets out of the envelope. BLANCHE. [Going to him.] You don't realiu why I've told you all this! 697 THE CLIMBEkS STERLING. [Counting out the tablets.] One, two. To give me hope! To give me hope! [He empties the other ten tablets into the envelope, twists it up, and throws it in the fireplace. BLANCHE. No, no, just the opposite! STERLING. Then you've defeated your end, dear; you will stay here with me. BLANCHE. [Trying to make him realize the exact position.] Opposite you at the table, receiving our friends, keeping up appearances, yes - but nearer to you than that No! Never! STERLING. But you will stay [LEONARD enters Irom Lelt. LEONARD. Miss Godesby, Mr. Warden. [They enter. [All greet each other. WARDEN nods stiffly to STERLING, barely acknowledging his greeting. Miss GODESBY. [To STERLING, purposely speak- 698 THE CLIMBERS ing with good-humored raillery to relieve the tension o/ the situation.] Well, you're a nice lot, aren't you STERLING. I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed! Miss GODESBY. Oh, never mind that now. BLANCHE. I have no words to thank you with. Miss GODESBY. Oh, that's all right. The truth is, I've made Warden bring me here, Sterling, for a bit of business. I had an emotional moment yesterday and went off my head a bit. I stand by what I said as to keeping quiet, but -well, I'm like any other old maid who hates dust on her mantelpiece - I'm fidgety not to make some sort of a bluff at putting this thing on a business basis. WARDEN. Excuse me, Miss Godesby, I think Sterling ought to know the truth. STERLING. Now what Miss GODESBY. Well, the truth is, my fool of a 699 700 THE CLIMBERS brother has kicked up an infernal row, and refuses to hold his tongue. STERLING. Then I'm ruined after all! Miss GODESBY. Wait, I've left him with Mr. Mason. I feel certain I can assure his silence if I can only show him some sort of an agreement to pay, an acknowledgment of the - the - affair, signed and sealed. BLANCHE. Signed by whom Miss GODESBY. Your husband and yourself will do. STERLING. But both names are worthless. Miss GODESBY. Not as a point of honor. STERLING. Ah! no, not my wife's. Miss GODESBY. Nor yours to me. Come along ! [She goes to the table with STERLING, and unfolding a paper gives it to him. He signs it. THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. [Aside to BLANCHE, apologizing /o0 his presence.] She made me come - she wouldn't come alone; otherwise I should have waited till you sent for me. BLANCHE. It's as well - I've decided. Oh, I wonder if I'm doing wrong. [Looking him straight in the lace. WARDEN. [Looking back searchingly in hers to read the truth, but believing that she wuill cer- tainly leave her husband.] No, you can't do wrong! But I must warn you of one thing - I'm not any longer the controlled man I was. Miss GODESBY. Come along now, Mrs. Sterling, brace up and give me your name, and Warden, witness, please. [They do so.] Of course, my dears, I know perfectly well that legally this isn't worth the paper it's written on. [Exchanging a serious and meaning look with WARDEN.] But my 701 THE CLIMBERS idiot of a brother won't realize that, which is the point. One thing more - will you both dine with me next week, Thursday [There is an embarrassed pause, which, with quick intuition, she understands.] Yes, you will - for silence gives consent! [Laugh- ing.] Now, that's settled! STERLING. What an awfully good sort you are ! Miss GODESBY. Thanks, not always - I've been a mucker more than once in my life! I must go [Shaking hands with BLANCHE.] and relieve Mr. Mason of my brother, or he'll be accusing me of inhuman treatment; more than one consecutive hour of my brother ought to be prevented by the police. BLANCHE. You are very, very good. Miss GODESBY. I think if you and I can get well over this, we'll be real friends, and I haven't many, have you 702 THE CLIMBERS 703 BLANCHE. [Takes her hand.] You can count upon me and my boy so long as we live. [She impulsively but tenderly kisses her [Miss GODESBY is very much surprised, but moved. Miss GODESBY. [Hall laughing, half crying, and pulling her veil downu to hide her emotion.] By George! I haven't been kissed by a woman for years! Good-by. [WARDEN starts to go out with Miss GODESBY. BLANCHE stops him. BLANCHE. Wait one moment - I want to speak alone to Miss Godesby. [Miss GODESBY goes out Left. BLANCHE. [Aside to STERLING.] You tell him; I cannot. Tell him the truth. [She goes out alter Miss GODESBY WARDEN. Dick. THE CLIMBERS STERLING. Ned WARDEN. I have nothing to say to you, Ster ling. [WARDEN looks away and whistles a tune to show his unwillingness to listen. STERLING speaks clearly so WARDEN shall hear. STERLING. I have a message for you from my wife. [There is a second's pause. WARDEN stops whistling and turns and looks at STERLING.] She asks me to explain - to tell - to tell you a decision she has come to. [There is another pause. WARDEN. [Anxious, alarmed STERLING. WARDEN. STERLING. Yes at a supreme tension, and now a little as to the decision. She has decided not toleave my house. [Adds.] Ye I EverI 704 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. [Losing his control.] That's a lie I STERLING. I couldn't believe it, either, when she told me. It was her first word to me to-day. I said, "You are going to divorce me," and she answered, " No." WARDEN. She's sacrificing herself for some reason - her boy I STERLING. Never mind, she won't leave me; I have her promise, and I'll win back her love ! WARDEN. YOU fool 1 You can't win her back I She would never have loved me if you hadn't disillusioned, dishonored her! I'm not worthy of her, but I'll never dishonor her, and, please God, never disappoint her, and so I'll keep her love. STERLING. Well, as to that, she decides to stay, leaving love out of the question. WARDEN. And you'll accept that sacrifice! You don't even love her. You're only thinking 705 TILE CLIMBERS of yourself now. Love, real love, forgets itself. You, after having spoilt half her life, are willing to spoil the rest, for your own sake I STERLING. No, for the boy's sake, and her sake-to save a scandal-the world- [Interrupts'd WARDEN. [Beside himself.] Oh, damn theworld! It's heaven and hell you'd better think of. Scandal / It couldn't harm her, and the hurt it would do you is a small price to pay. Those whom God has joined -yes! but it was the devil bound her to you! STERLING. Here! I've had enough! Look out! WARDEN. [Moves toward him.] You look out - you shan't rob her of her happiness. You - a drunkard! A forger! A thief ! STERLING. I'd keep her now if only to spite you) 7o6 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. Hah! There spoke the true man in you! Would to heaven the old days of duelling were back! STERLING. A brave wish, as you know they're not ! WARDEN. They fight in other countries still for their love and honor, and I'm ready here, now, if you are, with any weapons you choose! [STERLING sneers.] Sneer! But will you fight We'll find a place, and something to fight with, or fists if you'd rather! You wouldn't kill me before I'd got you out of her way for good. Will you fight [Coming closer to him. STERLING. No! WARDEN. [Getting more and more enraged.] If you lose, you go away, and set her free of yout own will I 707 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. No t WARDEN. [Losing entirely his self-control.1 What do you want to make you fight -will that [He gives him a stinging blow in the lace. STERLING. Yes! [He springs toward WARDZN as RuTH and MASON enter Left. The two men stand rigid, WARDEN breathing heavily. RUTH. Blanche, may I bring in - where's Blanche STERLING. I don't know. MASON. Good morning, gentlemen. [There is no response. WARDEN is with great difficulty restraining himself. His lips are compressed tightly and his hands clenched. RuTH. What's the trouble STERLING. I have just told Warden my wife's decision not to leave me. 7o8 THE CLIMBERS RuTm. [Showing her relief and satisfaction in her face, turns to WARDEN.] You won't try to shake that resolve WARDEN. [Unable to control himself.] But I will! I il - I tell you all! I hardly know what I say or do! But look out for me, I'm desperate! I'm a torrent that's only let loose since yesterday, and now all of a sudden you try to stop me ! But it's too late; I've got my impetus; the repressed passion of years is behind me; nothing can stop me -and God keep me from doing the wrong thing! I am determined to clear him out of the way of the happiness of the woman I love. [To Rum.] Do you mean to say you approve of her decision [RUTH turns her head; he turns to MASON.] Do yOUn Rum-. No. STERLING. [To RUTE, holding out his hand,1 709 THE CLIMBERS You will stand by me, Aunt Ruth, and togethet we - RUTH. [Interrupting and refusing his hand.] Oh, no. STERLING. Don't you think I can win her love back RUTH. No. STERLING. Won't you help me try RUTH. No. It would be useless. WARDEN. Come with me to Blanche; I must speak with her. [WARDEN and RUTH go out Right. MASON. [Alone uith STERLING.] Go away and make your wife understand you are never coming back. STERLING. But the loneliness, the misery, away - alone. MASON. Kill them with hard work; you have 7ro THE CLIMBERS other heavy debts, you know. I came to see you about this business of your acknowledgments to Miss Godesby and Miss Hunter. STERLING. Later, later. To-morrow I will decide - [He motions him away. MASON goes to him and puts his hand on his shoulder. MASON. Decide well - [He hesitates a moment and then goes out Right. STERLING. [Watching him go.] There's not one soul in this world who cares for me, and it's my own fault. [RICHARD is heard upstairs again singing "Once in Royal David's City." STERLING lifts his head and listens.] Yes, one little soul loves me, and it would be better for him, too, if I went away. I'll go to sleep and see how I feel about it when I wake up. [He moves the glass o) water and ta1es out the box of tablets. He starts 7 I I 12THE CLIMBERS suddenly. but very slightly, and his muscles tighten.] After all, why not end it all now, at once, without any more bother [He looks in the box, and glances up questioningly; then he remembers the fireplace where he threw the other tablets and looks across the room at the logs. He rises, gmes over, and sees in the fireplace the twisted envelope which holds the other tablets. He bends over to pick it up; he stops short.] No! Why shouldn't I try it, anyway She, herself, gives me the chance! [He rings the electric bell, and walking away from the fireplace, takes up with a trembling hand the papers left by MASON; he wipes the damp from his forehead with his handkerchief. To JORDAN, who entrs Left.] Light the fire quickly; I feel cold. [He sinks into the arm-chair, weak from the mental strain. LEONARD. It's very warm in the house, air. 71 2 THE CLIMBERS STERLING. Do as I tell you -light the fire. LEONARD. [Looking for matches on the mantel, finds the box empty.] There are no matches, sir; I must get one. STERLING. No, don't go - here - here - [He gives him a match from his own box. LEONARD notices the trembling hand and sup- pressed excitement of STERLING, and involun- tarily glances up, but quickly looks back to his work and strikes a match. The match goes out. LEONARD. I shall need another match, please, sir. STERLING. [With one in his fingers taken from his match-box, he alters his mind.] I have no more. [He puts away his match-box.] Never mind the fire; get me a pint bottle of champagne. LEONARD. [With a surreptitious side glance el curiosity.] Very well, sir. 7I3 THE CLIMBERS [He goes out Left. SI-ERLING. That was funny; that was very funny! I wonder if it was accident, or if there's such a thing as fatality. [He goes to the fireplace and picks up the twisted envelope.] If not now- perhaps some other time -who knows [He thrusts the envelope in his vest pocket, and takes up the papers again from the table to look over them.] I can't read these things! [Throwing them down.] The words mean nothing to me! [There is the sound outside of a cork being drawn. LEONARD enters with the champagne and a glass and places them beside STERLING. LEONARD. Shall I light the fire now, sir STERLING. No, never mind now. LEONARD. Yes, sir. [He goes out Left. [STERLING half fills the glass with champagne. 7I4 THE CLIMBERS He takes out the box of tablets and counts aloud. STERLING. One, two, three, four - [He puts all in the glass, dropping them as he counts. He hesitates, then quickly drops in two more and drinks quickly. The glass is empty. He sits by the table thinking a moment, then takes a piece of paper and makes ready his stylographic pen.] Let me see; can I make it seem accidental; it would be so much less bother and trouble for them! [He thinks a second, then writes.] "I have accidentally taken an overdose of my sleeping draught. I have tried to call some one, but it's no use. I ask only one thing, that you forget all my sins, wipe out their memory with my name. I want my boy to change his name, too." [He hesitates a moment, and then scratches that sentence heavily out.] No, I won't say that. [He waits a moment.] God in 715 THE CLIMBERS heaven, what wouldn't I give for one friendly word just now! Some one to sort of say good-by to me-take my hand-even a servantI [Hle looks about him, showing signs oj drowsiness. The door Right bursts open. STERLINO quickly hides the letter in his inside pocket as WARDEN comes in. WARDEN. My hat! Where's my hat! [He looks about for it STERLING. [Quietly.] Ned WARDEN. My hat, I say! Where's my hat [Looking. STERLING. Ned I [Something in his voice arrests WARDEN'S attention. WARDEN. What [He looks at him.] What's die matter - STERLING. Nothing - I'm half asleep, that's 7IfJ i HE CLIMBERS all-the reaction-I'm worn out and I've changed mny mind - WARDEN. How do you mean STERLING. I'm going away for good-that's the best I can do; I want you to forgive me - could ycu What do you say Forgive me for every- thing! For the sake of the old schoolboy days- WARDEN. When are you going STERLING. To-day. Will you say good-by to me and wish me well on my journey WARDEN. [.Speaks without sympathy.] You can count on me always to help you in any way I can. You can still retrieve a good deal if you're strong enough. STERLING. I know what a beastly friend I've been, and yesterday was more than any man would stand, but forgive that, too, will you I've always been a bad lot! 7I17 THE CLIMBERS WARDEN. [Goes to him and speaks, uith the sympathy of a man for a child coming into his voice. No, a weak lot; that's been your ruin, Dickie. I'll see you again before you go. STERLING. No, I'm going to sleep as long as I can now, and I don't want any one to wake me up; but when I do wake, I shall have other things to do. This is good-by. WARDEN. Well, good luck! [lie starts to go. The two men look at each other, and finally STER- LING gets the courage to hold out his hand. WARDEN hesitates a moment, then shakes it.] Good luck! [He goes out Left. [STERLING, who has been growing more and more drowsy, as soon as he is alone, goes with diffi- culty to the door and locks it. He is so drowsy that he leans against the door jor a moment; then he starts to go back to the table. but is unable to 718 THE CLIMBERS get there and sinks on the sofa half way between the table and the door. His eyes close, but suddenly he starts violently and tries to rise, but cannot, crying out faintly. S1ERLING. Good God - the money! I forgot pound;he money - who'll pay my debts Ah, this is a fitting climax for my life - the weakest, dirtiest thing I've done - [He gets the letter from his pocket and holds it in his hand; the light of the afternoon grows slowly dim, like his fading sight and senses. He murmurs twice in a faint, drowsy voice.] Coward! Coward! [BLANCHE, in the hall outside Right, calls his name. BLANCHE. Dick! [STERLING'S body relaxes and sets. The ldtei drops from his lifeless hands. [BLANCHE enters with RUTH, followed by 719 711E CLIMBERS RICHARD, who rides a stick with a horse's head and wears a soldier's cap. RICHARD. Merry Christmas, father! BLANCHE. [Going toward the so/a.] DickI RICHARD. Merry Christmas, father! BLANCHE. Sh ! Father's asleep. [They steal back toward the other door when WARDEN enters Right. WARDEN. Oh, you are here! I went down into the drawing-room where I left you. BLANCHE. Sh ! [She points to STERLING, who lies apparently asleep. They speak in lowered voices. WARDEN. Yes, I have a message for you from him. [Looking at RICHARD and RUTH. RUTH. [Who understands.] Come, Richard, I haven't seen your tree yet. 720 THE CLIMBERS [She goes out Right with RICHARD WARDEN. [To BLANCHE.] Give me your hand. [She does so wonderingly. WARDEN. [Softly, with a man's tenderness in his voice.] He is going away for good. BLANCHE. Away WARDEN. For good. BLANCHE. [Slowly, withdrawing her hand.] For good [She looks over towqrl STERLING, and then back to WARIJI-Aj NV Wat does he mean WARDEN. We will know when he waov;es. THE CURTAIN STEALS SOFTLY DOWN 7 21