I forgive all.

FRANKLIN.
And we are friends for life--for all our lives, Deborah.

ELIZABETH
(speaking somewhat impatiently from beyond the door at left).
Deborah! Child!

DEBORAH
(prettily).
Yes! Yes! I'm coming!

[Hastens out the door with a friendly backward glance at Franklin. He
stands for a moment where she has left him.

Crosses to secretary, takes book, seats himself, opens it slowly,
looking after her. Then sits a-dream in the fading fireglow. Presently
he looks at the book again, and reads the first line upon which his eye
chances to fall.

FRANKLIN
(reading).
"Count thyself rich when thou hast found a friend."

(The curtain slowly falls.)


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