THE THIRD ACT
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Amy
I guess you’d better be going.
[Joe straightens in great relief.]
Joe
All right. [He picks up hie knapsack which he dropped when he came in.] I guess you’re right. [He pulls on his cap and stands a moment in the doorway, a broad grin spreading over his face.] I guess there ain’t none of us got any kick comin’, at that. No real kick.
[He goes out slowly.]
Amy
[Lifting her face]: No.
[Tony clutches her even closer as the curtain falls.]
THE END
