Florence in—­lights up.  Sits to dream of happy day.

70—­Blinker’s apartment.  Lit up.

     Blinker in to find Simonds waiting.  Dismisses man, who might
     interrupt dream of happy day by proffer of something—­comedy
     chase out, then Blinker back to smoke and smile.

71—­Florence’s room.  Gas-lit.

     Florence rises to remove dress, pauses to look at herself in
     mirror—­girlish vanity.

Leader—­

     WHEN GANG-LEADER MEETS GANG-LEADER—­

72—­Front of “Brickdust Row.”  Night.

     Bill sauntering.  Pauses to light cigarette.  A rival
     gang-leader comes on.  Flash—­pistols—­bang—­other man fires
     first.  Bill wings him and turns.

73—­Corner.  Night.

     “Cop” hears shooting.  Listens to locate it.

74—­Front of “Row.”  Night.

     Bill hides gun in coat.  Dodges into door.[52]

[Footnote 52:  Here Bill is not introduced by leader, but is allowed to characterize himself in action.]

75—­Corner.  Night.

     “Cop” looking around—­sees—­

76—­Front of “Row.”  Night.

     Man lying still.

77—­Corner.  Night.

     “Cop” blows whistle and runs off.

78—­Hall.  Gas-lit.

     Bill listening.  Up the stairs!  He may get away!

79—­Front row.  Night.

     “Cop” and others gather about man.  Several “cops” on at a
     run.

80—­Ella’s room.  Gas-lit.

     Bill looks in doorway.  Florence at mirror, about to loosen
     dress.  Turns.  Bill comes in.  He says: 

Cut-in leader—­

     “LISTEN, SIS—­A GUY CROAKED ANOTHER FELLOW—­A COP THINKS I
     DONE IT—­I DIDN’T—­SO HELP ME GOD!”

     He is so pathetic in his fright that she is torn with
     sympathy.

81—­“Cops” before “Brickdust Row.”  Night.

     “Cops” decide to look in house—­go in.

82—­Ella’s room.  Gas-lit.

     Florence moves close to Bill and finds gun.  He nods—­says: 

Cut-in leader—­

     “THAT’S WHY I’M SCARED—­IF THEY FIND IT THEY’LL PINCH
     ME—­“[53]

     She nods.  Both start, as at a sound.

[Footnote 53:  It is, of course, clear to the spectators that he is not telling the truth, though not so to Florence.]

83—­Hall.  Gas-lit.

     “Cop” bounding up the stairs.

84—­Ella’s room.  Gas-lit.

Bill in terror.  Florence sees the abject fear in his eyes, and the tenderness and protective sympathy of her nature are instantly roused.  Dropping the gun in a table drawer, and sitting down, she motions Bill to sit opposite, and command himself.  She picks up needlework, and proceeds to chat with Bill as unconcernedly as if he were a constant visitor at the place.

85—­Outside the door of Ella’s room.  Gas light in room; dimmer light in hall.