Harry Do you think you can play to that?

Wesley I want to sing to that, but I can’t sing.

Harry You try and play to that. I’ll try to dance.

Wesley goes to the piano, and after closer listening, he begins to accompany the harmonica solo. Harry goes to the little stage and after a few efforts begins to dance to the song. This keeps up quietly for some time.

Krupp and Nick have been silent, and deeply moved.

Krupp (softly) Well, anyhow, Nick.

Nick Hmmm?

Krupp What I said. Forget it.

Nick Sure.

Krupp It gets me down once in a while.

Nick No harm in talking.

Krupp (the policeman again, loudly) Keep the girls out of here.

Nick (loud and friendly) Take it easy.

The music and dancing are now at their height.

Act Five

That evening. Foghorns are heard throughout the scene. A Society Gentleman in evening clothes and a top hat, and his wife, also in evening clothes, are entering. Willie is still at the marble game. Nick is behind the bar. Joe is at his table, looking at the book of maps of the countries of Europe. The box containing the revolver and the box containing the cartridges are on the table, beside his glass. He is at peace, his hat tilted back on his head, a calm expression on his face. Tom is leaning against the bar, dreaming of love and Kitty. The Arab is gone. Wesley and Harry are gone. Kit Carson is watching the boy at the marble game.

Lady Oh, come on, please.

The Society Gentleman follows miserably.

The Society Gentleman and Lady take a table. Nick gives them a menu.

Outside, in the street, the Salvation Army people are playing a song. Big drum, tambourines, cornet and singing. They are singing ‘The Blood of the Lamb’. The music and words come into the place faintly and comically. This is followed by an old sinner testifying. It is the Drunkard. His words are not intelligible, but his message is unmistakable. He is saved. He wants to sin no more. And so on.

Drunkard (testifying, unmistakably drunk) Brothers and sisters. I was a sinner, I chewed tobacco and chased women. Oh, I sinned, brothers and sisters. And then I was saved. Saved by the Salvation Army, God forgive me.

Joe Let’s see now. Here’s a city. Pribor. Czechoslovakia. Little, lovely, lonely Czechoslovakia. I wonder what kind of a place Pribor was? (Calling.) Pribor! Pribor!

Tom leaps.

Lady What’s the matter with him?

Man (crossing his legs, as if he ought to go to the men’s room) Drunk.

Tom Who you calling, Joe?

Joe Pribor.

Tom Who’s Pribor?

Joe He’s a Czech. And a Slav. A Czechoslovakian.

Lady How interesting.

Man (uncrosses legs) He’s drunk.

Joe Tom, Pribor’s a city in Czechoslovakia.

Tom Oh. (Pause.) You sure were nice to her, Joe.

Joe Kitty Duval? She’s one of the finest people in the world.

Tom It sure was nice of you to hire an automobile and take us for a drive along the ocean front and down to Half Moon Bay.