MISS BAILEY. You suppose? Don't you know? Of course she did. I got to
go, too. (_Pulling_ Eileen's _sleeve._) Come on. Let's get out of here.
I hate this place, don't you?
STANTON (_calling the next_). Hopper!
FLYNN (_shouts to_ Murray _as he is going out to the hall_). I hit 'er
for a two-bagger, Steve. Come on now, Bo, and bring me home! 'Atta,
boy! (_Grinning gleefully, he slouches out._ Doctor Stanton _and all
the patients laugh._)
MISS BAILEY (_with irritating persistence_). Come on, Carmody. You've
got to go to bed, too.
EILEEN (_at the end of her patience--releasing her arm from the other's
grasp_). Let me alone, will you? I don't have to go to bed now--not
till to-morrow morning.
MISS BAILEY (_despairingly, as if she couldn't believe her ears_). You
don't have to go to bed?
EILEEN. Not now--no.
MISS BAILEY (_in a whining rage_). Why not? You've been running a temp,
too, and I haven't. You must have a pull, that's what! It isn't fair.
I'll bet you lost more than I did, too! What right have you got----
Well, I'm not going to bed if you don't. Wait 'n' see!
EILEEN (_turning away, revolted_). Go away! Leave me alone, please.
STANTON. Lowenstein!
MISS BAILEY (_turns to the hall door, whining_). All right for you! I'm
going to find out. It isn't square. I'll write home.
(_She disappears in the hallway._ Murray _strides over to_
Eileen, _whose strength seems to have left her and who is leaning
weakly against the table._)
MURRAY. Thank God--at last! Isn't it hell--all these fools! I couldn't
get to you. What did Old Lady Grundy have to say to you? I saw her
giving me a hard look. Was it about us--the old stuff? (Eileen _nods
with downcast eyes._) What did she say? Never mind now. You can tell me
in a minute. It's my turn next. (_His eyes glance towards the scales._)
EILEEN (_intensely_). Oh, Stephen, I wish you weren't going away!
MURRAY (_excitedly_). Maybe I'm not. It's exciting--like gambling--if I
win----
STANTON. Murray!
MURRAY. Wait here, Eileen.
(_He goes to the scales._ Eileen _keeps her back turned. Her body
stiffens rigidly in the intensity of her conflicting emotions.
She stares straight ahead, her eyes full of anguish._ Murray
_steps on the scales nervously. The balance rod hits the top
smartly. He has gained. His face lights up and he heaves a great
sigh of relief._ Eileen _seems to sense this outcome and her head
sinks, her body sags weakly and seems to shrink to a smaller
size._ Murray _gets off the scales, his face beaming with a
triumphant smile._ Doctor Stanton _smiles and murmurs something
to him in a low voice._ Murray _nods brightly; then turns back
to_ Eileen.)