Postperson. Black!
Everyone. (sit back, mute.)
Everyone is in despair; from here on until the end of the act, speech is milder, soft, unsure.
Principal. If we think it through and through again...
Mayor. If we make an exact judgment . . .
Komar. The will of the people . . . So to say sacred will . . .
Doctor. Finally . . . As things stand . . .
Principal. It would not be wise to judge for the nation has made a judgment.
Mayor. The nation is healthy and honest.
Komar. They know where truth and fairness lie.
Doctor. It did not choose us to judge . . . It watched its own steps . . .
Mayor. Its welfare . . . Its will as well . . .
Principal. It was asked, and it replied according to its own conscience . . .
Komar. I'm its child, I won't resist its judgments . . .
Doctor. Progress is a neat word . . .
Komar. Liberty is a neat thing to have . . .
Geni. But the most beautiful things are cakes and muffins.
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