I wanted you to
realise--it's not my doing. I'll give it no support. I'm content. I
don't want my money. I don't even want costs. Dancy, do you understand?
DANCY does not answer, but looks at him with nothing alive in his
face but his eyes.
TWISDEN. We are obliged to you, Sir. It was good of you to come.
DE LEVIS. [With a sort of darting pride] Don't mistake me. I didn't
come because I feel Christian; I am a Jew. I will take no money--not
even that which was stolen. Give it to a charity. I'm proved right.
And now I'm done with the damned thing. Good-morning!
He makes a little bow to CANYNGE and TWISDEN, and turns to face
DANCY, who has never moved. The two stand motionless, looking at
each other, then DE LEVIS shrugs his shoulders and walks out. When
he is gone there is a silence.
CANYNGE. [Suddenly] You heard what he said, Dancy. You have no time to
lose.
But DANCY does not stir.
TWISDEN. Captain Dancy?
Slowly, without turning his head, rather like a man in a dream,
DANCY walks across the room, and goes out.
CURTAIN.
SCENE III
The DANCYS' sitting-room, a few minutes later.
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