Mother Hollunder
[Poses first Marie, then Wolf.] Now, if you please.
Young Hollunder
[Who has crept under the black cloth, calls in muffled tones.] That's good—that's very good!
Marie
[Stonily rigid, but very happy, trying to speak without altering her expression.] Julie, dear, do we look all right?
Julie
Yes, dear.
Young Hollunder
Now, if you please, hold still. I'll count up to three, and then you must hold perfectly still. [Grasps the cover of the lens and calls threateningly.] One—two—three! [He removes the cover; there is utter silence. But as he speaks the word "one" there is heard, very faintly in the distance, the refrain of the thieves' song which Ficsur and Liliom have been singing. The refrain continues until the fall of the curtain. As he speaks the word "three" everybody is perfectly rigid save Julie, who lets her head sink slowly to the table. The distant refrain dies out.]
The Curtain Falls
