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Wentworth, Marion Craig, 1872-

"War Brides: A Play in One Act"

You are working against the emperor, against the
fatherland. Here you have done it right before my very eyes; you have
taken Amelia right out of my arms. You're the woman who's been upsetting
the others, and don't you deny it.

_Hedwig:_
Deny it? I am proud of it.

_Hoffman:_
Then the place for you is in jail. Do you know what will be the end of
you?

_Hedwig:_ [_Suddenly far away._]
Yes, I know, if Franz does not come back. I know; but first [_Clenching
her hands_] I must get my message to the emperor.

_Hoffman:_ [_Very angry._]
You will be shot for treason.

_Hedwig:_ [_Coming back, laughing slightly._]
Shot? Oh, no, Herr Hans, you'd never shoot me!

_Hoffman:_
Why not?

_Hedwig:_
Do I have to tell you, stupid? I am a woman: I can get in the crops; I
can keep the country going while you are away fighting, and, most
important, I might give you a soldier for your next army--for the
kingdom. Don't you see my value? [_Laughs strangely._] Oh, no, you'd
never shoot me!

_Mother:_
There, there, don't excite her, sir.

_Hedwig:_ [_Her head in her hands, on the table._]
God! I wish you would shoot me! If you don't give me back my Franz! I've
no mind to bring a son into the world for this bloody thing you call
war.


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