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Bloody Ground
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Bloody Ground Script

                                   ACT ONE:  ASSEMBLING THE MACHINE

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 1 - ARROW

                                   April 3, 1810.  A frontier clearing in
                                   Kentucky.  Inside a log cabin.  

                                   (At one window, JAMES RUTTER sights
                                   along his Kentucky Rifle.  He FIRES)

                                   RUTTER
            Missed. Quickly, George.

                                   (Hands rifle to GEORGE.  He hands
                                   RUTTER another rifle.  Reloads)

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
            See anything, Letitia?  Up there.

                                   (LETITIA's rifle ROARS) 

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
                          (annoyed)
            In the knee.  Again.  How many times --

                                   LETITIA
            He's down.  Isn't that the point?

                                   (LETITIA exchanges rifles with GEORGE)

                                   RUTTER
            In the head, Letitia, in the heart -- kill them.  They're
            savages.

                                   LETITIA
            Father.  They're men!  How many times --

                                   (A BURNING ARROW flies through the
                                   window.  Lands on the bed.

                                   The door BURSTS open.  LT. LILBURNE
                                   LEWIS hurls himself through the door.
                                   RUTTER whirls.  Points his pistol. 
                                   LETITIA leaps to knock it aside) 

                                   LETITIA
                          (knocking his pistol off)
            Papa!  It's Lilburne.

                                   (The bullet hits the wall.  GEORGE
                                   shuts the door.  The bed behind them
                                   BURNS.  LILBURNE LEAPS on BURNING
                                   ARROW.  Snuffs flames with his body.

                                   SOUND of HORSES.  GUNFIRE)

                                   LILBURNE
            Looks like we're a bit late, Captain Rutter.

                                   (He rolls over.  BURNED ARROW in his
                                   hand.  ARROW in shoulder.  He tries to
                                   rise)

                                   LETITIA
                          (pushing him down)
            Lieutenant.  You're hurt.  Let me help.  

                                   LILBURNE
            Please call me Lilburne, Miss Rutter.

                                   (She looks at him.  Rips open his
                                   shirt)

                                   LETITIA
            Stay where you are, Lilburne.

                                   LILBURNE
            I thought you might be -- you had me --

                                   LETITIA
            Stay there.  We need to get this out.

                                   (The shooting stops.  SOUND of horses. 
                                   SOLDIER ONE enters)

                                   SOLDIER ONE
                          (looking around)
            Captain Rutter.  Miss Rutter.

                                   LETITIA
                          (to GEORGE)
            A bucket of water.  Bandages.  Hurry!

                                   (GEORGE exits with SOLDIER ONE. 
                                   Another SOLDIER enters)

                                   SOLDIER TWO
                          (To RUTTER)
            You're needed out here, sir.

                                   (GEORGE and SOLDIER ONE enter with a
                                   BUCKET and BANDAGES.  LILBURNE turns)

                                   RUTTER
            Don't worry, Lieutenant.  She's been through this before.

                                   (RUTTER and the SOLDIERS exit.  GEORGE
                                   leaves.  LETITIA prepares the bandages)

                                   LETITIA
            How deep did it go?

                                   LILBURNE
            You asked to see the arrow.  Here it is.

                                   (LILBURNE turns, holding his shoulder. 
                                   He grasps an ARROW.  Blood everywhere)

                                   LETITIA
            You are a fool, Lilburne.

                                   (LETITIA pushes him back down on the
                                   bed. Weak smile from LILBURNE.  Little
                                   boy.  She reaches for cloth.  Cleans
                                   wound)

                                   LETITIA (CONT'D)
            But you saved us.

                                   LILBURNE
            You would have found a way to save yourselves.

                                   LETITIA
                          (Bandaging him)
            This wound will leave you with a scar
            That proves the family's debt to you -- and mine.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (Teasing)
            This rescue was
            Set up between the attackers and myself to win your favor.

                                   (LETITIA slaps LILBURNE.  He laughs)

                                   LETITIA
            You did not need to plan an Indian raid
            To gain the favor of my family, Lilburne.
            Or myself.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (Kissing her)
            Is this a dream?

                                   LETITIA
            Perhaps it is
            Perhaps we share the selfsame reverie.

                                   LILBURNE
            How did you read my mind?

                                   LETITIA
            It takes no dream to read a kiss.
            Since you can also read my mind
            There are no secrets I can hold from you
            And thus you know how great my...admiration is for you.

                                   (She adjusts the bandage.  He pulls her
                                   into his arms.  They hold each other) 

                                   RUTTER (O.S.)
            He's just inside -- my daughter is tending his wounds.

                                   (LETITIA pulls away from LILBURNE. 
                                   Looks busy.  RUTTER and the SERGEANT
                                   enter)

                                   SERGEANT
            Lieutenant, sir.  The men await.

                                   LILBURNE
            Then I must go.
                          (To RUTTER)
            When I return, I ask permission to call upon your daughter.

                                   RUTTER
            You are a hero, sir.  How could I say no?

                                   LILBURNE
            Oh, sir.  I would not dare to take advantage --

                                   (LETITIA giggles.  Curtsies)

                                   LETITIA
            My father's witticisms.  I would be honored to receive you.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (bowing)
            Thank you.  Please pray for my success.

                                   (He leaves.  The SERGEANT follows)

                                                  LIGHTING CROSSFADES TO:

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 2 - TECUMSEH'S CURSE

                                   Late Afternoon.  Wind Valley.  Western
                                   end.  

                                   (A storm has darkened the sky. 
                                   Lightning streaks the air.  Thunder
                                   rumbles. WIND rips down the Valley,
                                   sweeping everything ahead of it.  

                                   CHIEF TECUMSEH and his BRAVE face the
                                   SERGEANT and LILBURNE, who struggle to
                                   remain vertical.  The SERGEANT points
                                   his pistol at TECUMSEH)

                                   SERGEANT
            Drop your weapon.  Surrender!

                                   BRAVE
            Never will I let my chief be taken.

                                   (The BRAVE steps forward to shield his
                                   chief with his body.  He raises his
                                   axe.  TECUMSEH stops him.  As he takes
                                   the hatchet from the BRAVE -- BLACKOUT.

                                   In the darkness, a pistol FIRES. 
                                   Lights come up dimly.  TECUMSEH and the
                                   BRAVE have disappeared.  A GIGANTIC
                                   INDIAN MASK appears in midair, glowing.

                                   The SOUND of TECUMSEH'S VOICE.  Eerie
                                   MAGNIFICATION.  His lines are
                                   punctuated with lightning and thunder)

                                   TECUMSEH'S VOICE
            Whoever builds upon this bloody ground
            Shall face its earth-bound demons
            I curse this man's dark legacy.

                                   (The BRAVE'S AXE appears, glowing with
                                   the same light as the mask.  It floats
                                   in the air in front of LILBURNE.  The
                                   SERGEANT staggers to his feet)

                                   SERGEANT
            Don't touch it, Lieutenant.

                                   (LILBURNE takes the axe.  Examines it)

                                   TECUMSEH'S VOICE
            The weapon held within his hands will doom him
            The houses all around will tumble to the earth
            His name will rise like bile in history.

                                   (The ground shakes.  The SERGEANT
                                   kneels in awe.  LILBURNE drops the axe.
                                   All is BLACK except for the light
                                   surrounding the INDIAN MASK)

                                   TECUMSEH'S VOICE
            Upon this bloody ground, I stamp my foot
            No more will peace return unto this land
            Until this sacred earth be cleansed of evil.

                                   (BLACKOUT.  SOUNDS fade to stillness
                                   again.  Lighting fades up.  It is late
                                   afternoon.  LILBURNE and the SERGEANT
                                   look at each other.  They are alone)

                                   LILBURNE
            Where's the ax?

                                   SERGEANT
            I don't know.

                                   (The two men look at each other)

                                                           CROSSFADE TO:

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 3 - WEDDING FEAST

                                   Several weeks later.  Tavern inside
                                   Smithtown Inn.  

                                   (LILBURNE and the SERGEANT drink with
                                   the Militia Men, who gather around)

                                   SERGEANT
                          (a little drunk)
            I never wanna see a day like that again.  Fiends from hell
            were present in that valley, men.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (amused)
            Crept right up behind us, didn't they, Sergeant?

                                   (The MEN laugh tentatively with
                                   LILBURNE)

                                   SERGEANT
                          (not laughing)
            That they did, Sir.  I'd swear their spittle burned my neck.

                                   LILBURNE
            Sure it did, Sergeant.  
                          (Stands)
            Well, here's what I think of that:  Curses on that bloody
            ground, and that whole, godforsaken day.  Sergeant, I propose
            that we bury the whole event with a shot of whiskey.  Far as
            I'm concerned, that heathen chief, and his brave, and his
            cursed axe can go straight to hell -- thank you very much.
                          (Bangs his glass)
            Barmaid.

                                   (The BARMAID scurries to fill his
                                   glass.  It is the only movement in a
                                   room that is dead silent.  

                                   The SERGEANT stares at LILBURNE in
                                   horror.  Looks up and around as if
                                   expecting a bolt of lightning.

                                   In the silence, RUTTER enters with
                                   LETITIA and GEORGE.  He helps her find
                                   a seat.  Leaves GEORGE behind to
                                   protect her.  Joins the men)

                                   SERGEANT
                          (examines his empty glass)
            Lieutenant, don't talk like that.  Scared me straight, that
            curse.  Swore right off drinking, I did.  Knelt down in front
            of my wife and prayed.  No more weird voices --

                                   RUTTER
            Weird voices?  What?

                                   SERGEANT
            I mean, there was thunder.  That infernal mask.  That devil
            holding up his cursed axe -- like Jonah and the Burning Bush.

                                   RUTTER
            What new legend is this, by God?

                                   LILBURNE
                          (To men)
            Next thing you know, he's gonna scare off Captain Rutter. 
            And his lovely daughter.

                                   RUTTER
                          (off the MEN'S laughter)
            Never.  

                                   LILBURNE
            If you say so.  Drink up, Sergeant.  Forget that curse.

                                   SERGEANT
            Yes, Sir.  Right you are, Sir.
                          (Holding up glass)
            After all, a man can't be holding an empty glass in a bar. 
            Makes him feel...unmanly.  Wife!  Whiskey.

                                   BARMAID
                          (filling his glass)
            Coming right up, my husband.

                                   SOLDIER ONE
                          (raising a glass)
            Well, those red devils may have their cursing prophets, but
            we've got the one man who can face them down.  Battles or
            spells -- he never gets frightened.

                                   SERGEANT
            And who might this be, my good man?

                                   SOLDIER TWO
            Didn't you hear him just now?  No fear at all.

                                   MILITIA MEN
            He's the Smithtown Hero!

                                   SERGEANT
            Oh.  Yeah.  I'll drink to that.

                                   LILBURNE
            Well, I wish he'd show up and help me.  I get bloody
            exhausted just hearing about all his useless, heroic acts.

                                   (The MEN roar with laughter)

                                   MILITIA MEN
                          (merry and drunk)
            Oh, raise the glass and pour a beer
            The Injuns have fled -- the woods breed no fear
            The arrows at dawn -- replaced now with cheer
            All hail to the Smithtown Hero!
            So, how came we to this merry band?
            Our battles now done -- our swords rubbed with sand
            Rejoice we in peace -- the fireside at hand
            All hail to the Smithtown hero!
            Yes, drink to the man who forged our way
            His raids struck fear -- at break of day
            The savages fled at work and at play
            All hail to the Smithtown hero!
            Oh, pour a beer and raise a glass
            Our feast is prepared -- now break your fast
            The Injun threat is out on its ass
            All hail to the Smithtown hero!

                                   LILBURNE
            A round of drinks --

                                   RUTTER
            On me.  I wish to make a toast.

                                   (RUTTER puts his arm around LILBURNE)

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
            Your new mayor, men.

                                   MEN
            Cheers.  Mayor Lewis.  Congratulations.

                                   (LETITIA gives LILBURNE a mock-salute)

                                   LILBURNE
            Thank you.  I too have news.  I have begun construction on a
            water mill.  Beside the river in Wind Valley.  This town
            needs corn.

                                   (Villagers react in a BUZZ OF VOICES. 
                                   LILBURNE and RUTTER walk DS) 

                                   RUTTER
            Planning to go it alone?

                                   LILBURNE
            I do need a partner.  Half the funding -- quarter of the
            profits.  I run the mill.

                                   RUTTER
            Where does the other half come from?

                                   LILBURNE
            My uncle.

                                   RUTTER
            I'm disappointed in you.

                                   LILBURNE
            Why?

                                   RUTTER
            That you didn't ask me.

                                   LILBURNE
            Oh.  Well.  I didn't want you to feel obligated --

                                   RUTTER
            Obligated, by God.  No, son.  It would be a privilege.

                                   (A portly JUDGE approaches)

                                   JUDGE
                          (interrupting)
            Mr. Rutter, a word with you.

                                   RUTTER
            Certainly, Your Honor.

                                   (RUTTER and the JUDGE walk US.  LETITIA
                                   approaches LILBURNE.  In the ackground,
                                   GEORGE watches)

                                   LETITIA
            Too engaged in affairs of State to notice your fiancee?

                                   LILBURNE
            How could I help but notice you, Letitia?  Where did you get
            that dress?

                                   LETITIA
            Papa had it shipped from Paris.  You don't like it?

                                   (The JUDGE leaves.  RUTTER sits. 
                                   Observes the couple)

                                   LILBURNE
            Of course I do.  Has your father said anything to you yet?

                                   LETITIA
                          (innocently)
            About what?

                                   (RUTTER CLAPS his hands.  Comes
                                   downstage.  The CROWD quiets)

                                   RUTTER
            I have an announcement.  Or, maybe Lilburne should give it.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (drily)
            Apparently, Captain Rutter wants me to announce that he's
            been elected sheriff.  Congratulations, Sheriff.

                                   (The CROWD laughs)

                                   LETITIA
                          (playfully slaps him)
            You're not taking this seriously, Lt. Lewis.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (mock-threatening)
            And if you don't watch your behavior in a crowd, Little
            Missy, I'll have to show you how serious I can get.

                                   (Laughter.  Catcalls and whistles)

                                   RUTTER
            Since the bride and groom are too busy courting to let you
            all in on their secret, I'll just have to --

                                   (Cheers.  LETITIA takes off her left
                                   glove.  Her engagement ring flashes)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (To LETITIA)
            You've got it on already?

                                   LETITIA
            Papa said I could.  Right after you left.

                                   RUTTER 
            Today, I drink to the marriage of my little girl.
            He's a hero -- he's a Jefferson.  He courted Letitia proper. 
            With respect.  I wish Letitia's mother, God rest her soul,
            were here to see this day.

                                   (The village girls crowd around
                                   LETITIA.  LILBURNE sits down.  RUTTER
                                   joins him)

                                   RUTTER
                          (nodding towards GEORGE)
            You know he goes with her?

                                   LILBURNE
            George?  Why?

                                   RUTTER
            They shared the same cradle.  She tell you that?

                                   LILBURNE
            No.

                                   RUTTER
            Born at the same time, by God.  Down in New Orleans.  I
            raised them.  Like brother and sister.  The mother died in
            childbirth --

                                   LILBURNE
            Letitia's?

                                   RUTTER
                          (nodding)
            About then, we had to leave.  Sold all my slaves, by God. 
            Only kept George.  They shared the same cradle, Lieutenant. 
            Did I mention that?

                                   LILBURNE
            You did.  

                                   (LETITIA exchanges a look with
                                   LILBURNE.  RUTTER sees it)

                                   RUTTER
            Ah.  Then I'll leave you two be, by God.

                                   (RUTTER exits with GEORGE.  The lights
                                   shift, spotlighting LETITIA and
                                   LILBURNE, who meet DSC.  They face each
                                   other to recite their wedding vows.

                                   Behind them, the TOWNSPEOPLE gather in
                                   formal clumps, as if at a wedding.  The
                                   JUDGE comes to stand behind and between
                                   the couple.  

                                   As they give their vows, he wraps a
                                   white silk stole around their hands) 

                                   LILBURNE
            So when did you decide --?

                                   LETITIA
            My heart was yours?
            The day you burst into my life
            The day you saved us from the fire
            The day your rescue forged a link between us.

                                   (Behind them, the tavern morphs into
                                   the plantation.  Lighting changes.  The
                                   COUPLE stands on the LAWN in the late
                                   afternoon sunshine.  

                                   Behind the COUPLE, the TOWNSPEOPLE
                                   stand gathered in small groups.  Around
                                   them are tables of food for a wedding
                                   dinner.  Upstage is the mansion.

                                   A band is set up UL:  banjo, fiddle,
                                   accordion, fife, bugle, drum)

                                   LETITIA
            And when did you decide you loved me most?

                                   LILBURNE
            The day you looked at me and smiled.

                                   LETITIA
            That was the day I met you.

                                   LILBURNE & LETITIA
            That day -- how did you know
            That you could help me find my heart again?
            Show me how to love again?
            I didn't.
            I only knew I loved you
            And always will.

                                   (The COUPLE kisses as lights fade up)

                                   SERGEANT
            Come join our revels.

                                   CROWD
            Share our feast.

                                   BARMAID
            Dance with us.

                                   RUTTER
            Be one family.

                                   CROWD
            Come now and join the wedding feast.

                                   (GUESTS clap.  But the applause dies
                                   rapidly.  The COUPLE turns to follow
                                   the GAZE of the CROWD.

                                   ISHAM LEWIS enters, carrying a walking
                                   stick.  A black SLAVE GIRL follows him,
                                   carrying a crate.

                                   LILBURNE leaves LETITIA and approaches
                                   his brother)

                                   CROWD
            A stranger.
            Come from the forest
            What is his name
            Who is his family
            Who is this man?

                                   LILBURNE
                          (facing him)
            After all these years.

                                   ISHAM
            Our uncle needed someone reliable.

                                   LILBURNE
            So he sent you?

                                   (LILBURNE throws his arms around ISHAM,
                                   welcoming him warmly.  TOWNSPEOPLE
                                   crowd around them.  RUTTER approaches
                                   with LETITIA.  

                                   GEORGE approaches with drinks. 
                                   SERVANTS set up a WEDDING TABLE)

                                   ISHAM
            The family's also sent you a small gift.

                                   (He gestures to his SLAVE GIRL.  She
                                   sets down the CRATE in front of
                                   LETITIA.  Opens it.  LETITIA pulls out
                                   a crystal wine glass)

                                   LETITIA
            Oh.  It's beautiful, Lilburne.

                                   LILBURNE
            Isham, meet my bride, Letitia.

                                   LETITIA
            Welcome, Mr. Lewis.

                                   ISHAM
            Pleased to meet you, Miss --

                                   LILBURNE
                          (correcting him)
            Mrs. Lewis.

                                   RUTTER
            He just married your no-account brother, Isham.  I'm --

                                   ISHAM
            Sheriff James Rutter.  Honored, sir.

                                   RUTTER
                          (pulling GEORGE forward)
            And this is our servant, George, Mr. Lewis.

                                   (ISHAM stares at GEORGE, insulted) 

                                   RUTTER
            George, a drink for Mr. Lewis, here.

                                   (GEORGE offers ISHAM a drink.  ISHAM
                                   refuses it.  RUTTER looks at LILBURNE,
                                   who shrugs.  GEORGE retreats.

                                   LETITIA steps into the breech.  She
                                   stops the servants, who have begun to
                                   carry off the crate)

                                   LETITIA
            Wait, Isham.  Lieutenant, let's use this china today -- for
            the wedding feast.  I want to honor your family.

                                   (LILBURNE nods.  ISHAM watches GEORGE
                                   take the china toward the bridal table)

                                   ISHAM
                          (taking out a money bag)
            Lilburne, Uncle Jefferson's package.

                                   RUTTER
            Oh, I'll be glad to take care of that for you, Lieutenant.

                                   ISHAM
            Sorry, Captain Rutter.  My uncle gave me explicit
            instructions --

                                   LILBURNE
            Captain Rutter is my business partner, Isham.

                                   LETITIA
            It's a wedding feast, and you men just want to talk business.

                                   (LILBURNE turns to her.  She takes his
                                   arm.  They walk to the wedding table.  

                                   ISHAM hands RUTTER the money bags. 
                                   RUTTER exits.  ISHAM starts upstage. 
                                   LETITIA whirls back towards him) 

                                   LETITIA (CONT'D)
                          (taking ISHAM's arm)
            Come feast with us and share our day.

                                   ISHAM
            I have no wedding clothes.

                                   LETITIA
            You are my husband's only kinsman here.

                                   (LILBURNE watches his wife and brother. 
                                   Drinks.  RUTTER joins him)

                                   ISHAM
            I have no invitation.

                                   LETITIA
            Come.  Join our wedding feast.

                                   (RUTTER enters and joins LILBURNE)

                                   RUTTER
            The money has been safely stowed
            Your brother's visit augers well.

                                   (ISHAM comes downstage.  LILBURNE faces
                                   him.  Shrugs.  Shows him a seat. 
                                   GEORGE pours drinks.  All raise their
                                   glasses, and join in the chorus)

                                   CROWD
                          (joining in the argument)
            Come join our revels, share our feast
            Dance with us -- be his family
            Come now and join the wedding feast.

                                   (The CROWD stands in formal groups,
                                   eating from the tables.  The wedding
                                   table includes ISHAM, LILBURNE,
                                   LETITIA, and RUTTER)

                                   CROWD (CONT'D)
            A toast, a toast!

                                   SERGEANT
                          (stepping forward)
            "To the most fairest of maidens -- and her fearless husband --
            here's to a fine voyage into marriage.  May it be much
            happier than mine."

                                   (His wife, the BARMAID, smacks his ass. 
                                   The CROWD laughs.  She points to her
                                   face.  He kisses her on the cheek)

                                   JUDGE
            May all marriages turn out that good.

                                   (The crowd cheers.  They drink.  RUTTER
                                   pulls out a document.  Waves it)

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
            A toast from President Jefferson:  "To my dearest nephew
            Lilburne:  I cannot attend your wedding, but I know your
            bride is an upstanding citizen of Smithtown -- and since we
            now are business partners, I wish you joy in marriage in
            these our United States."  Cheers!

                                   (ISHAM stands.  He raises his glass. 
                                   Drinks.  Gestures to LILBURNE)

                                   ISHAM
            My brother and I go way back...to Virginia.  We were brothers
            under our father the Colonel and our mother the President's
            sister -- God rest their souls.
            The family's heard stories of the Smithtown Hero -- he's
            brought great honor to us...here in Kentucky.  So.  I toast
            my younger brother and his bride.  Cheers.

                                   (The CROWD cheers.  ISHAM sits down. 
                                   Slouches.  GEORGE crosses in front of
                                   the table, carrying the wine glasses.  
                                   ISHAM sticks out his foot.

                                   GEORGE TRIPS.  The glasses CRASH on
                                   floor.  They break.  LETITIA runs to
                                   GEORGE, kneeling beside him)

                                   LETITIA
            Oh, George.  Our wedding gift.

                                   LILBURNE
            All the way from Virginia.

                                   ISHAM
            Back home, careless slaves get whipped.  Matter of course.

                                   LETITIA
            Oh, no.  You can't whip him.

                                   LILBURNE
            George, go to the barn.

                                   (LETITIA gestures to GEORGE.  He kneels
                                   down.  Picks up the pieces)

                                   ISHAM
            Doesn't hear real well, Lilburne.  Lacks respect.

                                   LETITIA
                          (to ISHAM)
            This is none of your affair.

                                   LILBURNE
            George.  Explain yourself.

                                   (LETITIA shrugs.  Goes around the
                                   table.  Kneels beside GEORGE)

                                   RUTTER
            Lieutenant, he's a mute.  Since childhood.  That's why he
            uses hand gestures.

                                   LETITIA
                          (kneeling)
            That's all right -- George.  No one will whip you.

                                   (GEORGE "talks" to her with his hands. 
                                   She stands.  Faces LILBURNE)

                                   LETITIA (CONT'D)
            We won't be going to the barn, Lieutenant.  You want me, you
            can come get me.

                                   (They start to leave together)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (apologizing)
            Wait, Letitia.  I didn't know -- he was mute.

                                   (LETITIA considers him.  Waves GEORGE
                                   on.  Takes LILBURNE's hand.  Kisses
                                   him.  They walk DSR  The guests'
                                   chatter returns to normal)

                                   LETITIA
            Your observation skills seem...somewhat limited.

                                   LILBURNE
            They can be.  My brother --

                                   LETITIA
            Your brother stuck out his foot -- and George tripped.

                                   LILBURNE
            He told you that?

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.  With his hands.

                                   LILBURNE
            Has George ever lied to you?

                                   LETITIA
            Never.  And I've known him since childhood.  You'll have to
            trust me.  Whatever happened, he didn't mean to disrespect
            your family.

                                   (LILBURNE shrugs.  They kiss)

                                   LETITIA
            Let's dance, my husband.

                                   (LILBURNE gestures to the BAND.  They
                                   begin a WALTZ.  The COUPLE begin the
                                   first dance.  ISHAM rapidly cuts in. 
                                   LILBURNE goes to the BAR upstage. 

                                   RUTTER cuts in.  ISHAM joins LILBURNE)

                                   ISHAM
                          (watching LETITIA)
            A different brand of belle 
            Than those who grace our Virginia homes
            I toast the beauty that you've won.

                                   LILBURNE
            I've never loved a woman like her
            Letitia's dignity and childlike joy
            Have brought me back to life.

                                   ISHAM
            I've danced the finest mansions in the South
            But I must say, her dance exceeds them all --
            I'd lay a wager she could out-dance any slave.

                                   (The music stops.  LETITIA and RUTTER
                                   bow to each other in the background)

                                   LILBURNE
            I hate your blue-blood ways.
            You are my brother
            But you will leave at dawn.

                                   (LETITIA and RUTTER approach.  They
                                   stop as they see the argument.  The
                                   CROWD slowly goes quiet)

                                   ISHAM
            How can you decide so quick --?

                                   LILBURNE
            The family that we plan to raise
            Will gain a name from our bold actions --
            Not our past.  There is no room here for you.

                                   ISHAM
            I'm a trained accountant.  I ran the family business.

                                   LILBURNE
            Which failed.
            You are my brother, Isham
            But you are not welcome, sir.

                                   (LILBURNE takes LETITIA'S hand.  They
                                   walk to the porch)

                                   LILBURNE
            Friends.  My wife and I thank you for your presence.  We wish
            you a safe trip home. It's time for us to...sleep.  
                          (Catcalls, whistles)
            Good night.

                                   (GEORGE holds the door open.  LILBURNE
                                   turns.  Picks up LETITIA. Carries her
                                   across the threshold.

                                   ISHAM watches them go.  Then he turns. 
                                   Stares at the CROWD as they disperse)

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 4 - FIRST NIGHT

                                   No time has elapsed.  Master Bedroom. 
                                   The Lewis Plantation.   A fire burns in
                                   the fireplace.  Mug of wine on hearth.

                                   (LILBURNE carries LETITIA through the
                                   door.  Sets her down.  DELLA approaches
                                   to help LETITIA undress.  LILBURNE
                                   waves her away.

                                   LILBURNE picks up the wine.  Drinks. 
                                   Shares it with LETITIA.  The two sit on
                                   a BEAR RUG in front of the fireplace)

                                   LETITIA
            Would you have whipped him?

                                   LILBURNE
            Perhaps it should be you I spank
            For trying to defend him.

                                   (LETITIA giggles.  Kisses him.  She
                                   turns her back to him.  He begins
                                   undressing her, beginning with her back
                                   buttons)

                                   LETITIA
            His role has never been a slave's
            It's much more like a son's.

                                   LILBURNE
            A son's?

                                   LETITIA
            We are like twins
            We shared the same cradle.
            The way my father tells it
            We were each born amidst a raging storm.

                                   LILBURNE
            Who reared you?

                                   LETITIA
            The same black nanny
            Taught us both the wiles of childhood.
            We played together
            Teased the poisonous snakes
            That hung about the grounds
            (Our nanny licked us good for that)
            We even learned to read.

                                   LILBURNE
            Virginia's world would never -- 
            You say that George can read?

                                   LETITIA
            The ancient city of New Orleans
            Held different views --  

                                   LILBURNE
            So when your father journeyed here
            He brought his new ideas.

                                   LETITIA
            He did.

                                   LILBURNE
            How did you and George
            Create the language of your hands? 

                                   LETITIA
            I don't recall.
            Perhaps it was a game that we created.

                                   LILBURNE
            Your servant George
            Is quite -- protective of you.

                                   LETITIA
            What about your brother Isham?
            He told me --

                                   LILBURNE
            While you danced --

                                   LETITIA
            You know your brother well.
            He said you'd never let him stay.

                                   LILBURNE
            He's right.

                                   LETITIA
            What separates you two?  

                                   LILBURNE
            It matters little now.
            His way from here is planned.

                                   (By now, LILBURNE has stripped LETITIA
                                   of all her clothes but a short, silk
                                   shift.  He remains completely clothed
                                   throughout the entire scene)

                                   LETITIA
                          (seducing him)
            That makes no sense
            Surely you can tell me
            The woman that you love.

                                   LILBURNE
            I think it was the dreams that hurt the most.

                                   LETITIA
            The dreams?

                                   LILBURNE
            My brother had no dreams.
            Although he was the eldest son
            Destined to carry on the family name.
            He often laughed
            At my zeal and idealistic fervor.
            Was it a hunting expedition?
            Yes.  The night I shared my dreams with him
            I told him of my plans to seek my fortune in the West.
            He watched me as he smoked his pipe.
            We each had shot a deer
            And my buck carried the larger rack of horns.
            I think he envied me
            Although I did not know it then
            I only knew I loved him.
            How little did I understand
            The clash between his inheritance and nature
            My brother's future
            Was cast in lead
            It weighed him down.
            His bride was chosen for him.
            Isabel.  The cousin that we loved.
            The match was clean, I thought.
            My father's health had failed.
            And Isham was to take his place
            As husband of my father's niece.
            The morning of the wedding
            All the neighbors gathered for the feast
            It was a Lewis wedding
            The pride of family on display.
            But then --
            The clock ticked on.
            No Isham did appear
            Gone hunting, the note said.
            It did not tell when he'd return.
            Before the family council I was summoned
            The power of the eldest would descend to me --
            My mother said --
            As next in line, and trusted by my family
            For the pride and care I showed
            In everything I did.
            And so I had a bride.
            My mother took my father's place
            As I was to replace my brother.
            It was only there I learned
            Of the truth that weighed my brother down
            Of the child within my cousin's womb
            Of the careless night five months before
            Of the wildness in my brother's soul.
            The reputation of the family
            The birth of the child
            Could not wait
            Would not tarry
            Until the designated son returned.
            The nightmare of that scene has come to me
            In dreams.
            My mother's voice
            A whiplash on my conscience
            The Court of Ancestors
            Comes ringing on my ears
            Their accusations sharp and clear.

                                   LETITIA
            What happened to poor Isabel?

                                   LILBURNE
            I do not know.
            But I refused to sacrifice my dreams.
            I left Virginia
            Joined the military.
            Eventually, my way led here.

                                   LETITIA
            The first time that you've seen him
            Since then
            Was today?

                                   LILBURNE
            Since he went hunting.

                                   LETITIA
            It makes a world of sense
            That you elect to keep this secret.
            Within this rugged, frontier world
            The power of your selfless nature
            And your family's reputation
            Has earned you the frontier's respect.
            There are no strangers here among us
            The Lewis name that's given you by your father
            Did not negate the bloodline of your mother
            You are a Jefferson.

                                   LILBURNE
            The blue runs upstream in my blood
            My mother's dreams have choked the family tree
            Her hopes of dynasty are unfulfilled
            Uncrowned -- unborn.

                                   (They KISS.  An intimate moment)
            Your confidence has helped me find the axe
            To cut an oak tree from this forest of democracy
            I'll use that wood to carve the nation's cradle
            I am a Jefferson.

                                   LETITIA & LILBURNE 
            Your(My) uncle's vision sent my family to this frontier world
            And made us all God's children -- slave and free
            It is this dream -- America -- that passes now to you
            You are a Jefferson.

                                   LETITIA
            Your loyalty to your family
            Won my trust.
            We all have secrets.
            It's why I know
            You'll do the right thing by your brother.
            I know the blood a family shares
            Creates a bond unmatched by any other.

                                   LILBURNE
            Some people's acts are so extreme
            They cut the throat of their forgiveness.
            If I forgive my brother Isham now
            He'll just betray again.

                                   LETITIA
            Someday it may be you
            Who needs a second chance.

                                   LILBURNE
            You may be right.

                                   LETITIA
            I know I'm right.

                                   LILBURNE
            How can you be so young
            And yet so wise?
            One other thing --
            There's no one
            Knows this fear of mine.

                                   LETITIA
            Yes?

                                   LILBURNE
            My brother Isham
            Represents the dark luck of my family.
            Since leaving them, I've found success.

                                   LETITIA
            And if you let him stay?

                                   LILBURNE
            I'll lose it all.

                                   (LETITIA looks at him seriously for a
                                   moment.  Then begins to laugh)

                                   LETITIA
            Your sense of humor
            Is quite strange
            My dear Lieutenant.
            Are you the man
            Who laughed in the face of death?
            Who faced hell and all its fiends?
            Who won heroic status?
            And now you tell me --

                                   LILBURNE
            How do you know all this?

                                   LETITIA
            The Sergeant's stories have been wonderful.
            And now you claim to fear
            The bad luck in your blood?

                                   LILBURNE
            Perhaps you're right.

                                   LETITIA
            The past few weeks
            You showed your eagerness to trade 
            Upon your family.

                                   LILBURNE
            I traded on the Jeffersons.

                                   LETITIA
            You are Isham's only hope.
            An overseer would help
            Perhaps a loyal brother
            Who has learned from past mistakes?
            And this would free up time
            That you could spend with me.

                                   LILBURNE
            You really should have been a general.

                                   LETITIA
            I like to win.

                                   LILBURNE
            And so do I.  Wait.  Didn't we establish earlier -- that a
            certain stubborn young woman needs to be spanked?

                                   (LILBURNE rises.  LETITIA faces him,
                                   pulling down on her short white shift)

                                   LETITIA
                          (squeals)
            No, Lilburne, no.  Your idea.  Not mine.

                                   (The merry chase begins.  It ends on
                                   the hearth, LETITIA bent over his knee,
                                   facing downstage.  

                                   She struggles, giggling, as he pulls up
                                   her SHIFT, baring her bottom.

                                   LETITIA (CONT'D)
                          (laughing)
            No.  Not fair.  Stop.  Ouch.  I'll do whatever you want --

                                   (LILBURNE spanks her.  Then picks her
                                   up.  She wraps her legs around his
                                   waist, her arms around his neck.  They
                                   kiss as he walks her toward the bed)

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 5 - BABY'S CRY

                                   A few hours later.  Master Bedroom.   

                                   (BLACKNESS.  SOUND of far-away howls. 
                                   FLASH of lightning.  CLAP of thunder.

                                   LIGHTS FADE UP inside the MILL. 
                                   LILBURNE -- dressed only in a WHITE
                                   NIGHTSHIRT -- lies on the floor in a
                                   tangle of covers beside LETITIA.  

                                   LILBURNE awakens.  Sits up. 
                                   Surrounding them is the machinery of
                                   the WATER MILL.  Outside, the SOUND of
                                   a WATER WHEEL starts and stops.

                                   LILBURNE looks around.  Not far from
                                   him are three BLACK DANCERS:  a CHILD,
                                   YOUNG WOMAN, and a CRONE.  They gaze at
                                   him.  LILBURNE stumbles from bed.

                                   Like dervishes, the DANCERS begin to
                                   haunt his moves.  The SOUND of
                                   GRAMOPHONE VOICES fills the MILL, like
                                   a scratchy gramophone player) 

                                   CHILD
            Stop and go -- go and stop
            The Old Man drives the candy shop
            The water wheel it slops and slips
            Will God and Jesus clean the chips?

                                   (The gears GRIND.  The machinery around
                                   him begins to move)

                                   WOMAN
            Gravel pits go crunchy crunch
            When you gonna lean and hunch
            When your mama tears you up
            Where you gonna hold your cup?

                                   (Gears GRIND free.  Suddenly, the SOUND
                                   of GRAVEL shredding the gears)

                                   CRONE
            Hiss and shit, Shit and hiss
            The Devil's come to take a piss
            In the mouths of twitchy ladies
            Who's the tart that had the baby?

                                                    BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT.  

                                   (The MACHINERY FLIES.  LILBURNE stands
                                   in the center of a ROTUNDA with white
                                   pillars.  

                                   Before him, lying on the marble floor
                                   in the center is LETITIA, asleep.  She
                                   wears only her short white SHIFT.  The
                                   bedclothes are gone. 

                                   Crouched around LILBURNE are the BLACK
                                   DANCERS.  They circle about LILBURNE,
                                   keeping him in their sights.

                                   In front of LILBURNE is the JUDGE'S
                                   BENCH, where his mother LUCY presides.
                                   Sitting and standing behind and around
                                   LILBURNE are the COURT OF ANCESTORS. 

                                   LUCY pounds the gavel)

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            Your garments are rags
            But they'll have to do
            The Court is now here
            Who prosecutes you?

                                   (JEFFERSON steps forward. LUCY points
                                   the gavel at him)

                                   PRESIDENT JEFFERSON
            I beg this great court's leave to represent
            Justice here today.

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            The court now is pleased
            The President speaks.

                                   PRESIDENT JEFFERSON
            My nephew has betrayed his kin
            Left his cousin shamed.

                                   (LILBURNE reaches for his throat.  He
                                   is mute)

                                   PRESIDENT JEFFERSON
            His name should be reduced to history's footnote.

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            The court now will act --

                                   (LILBURNE waves.  Points to his throat. 
                                   LUCY points her gavel at him.  He steps
                                   forward.  The DANCERS crouch about him)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (finding his voice)
            I object.

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            Your plea is sustained.
            Your self-defense heard.

                                   LILBURNE
            My family's legacy is now a sham
            Our name bankrupt as the land
            If they had heard my voice, they could have saved
            Our birthright and their fortune.
            The frontier where I live now lies in peace
            My leadership insures our wealth and fame
            Democracy and freedom are the tools
            I'll use to recreate our legacy.

                                   PRESIDENT JEFFERSON
            I object.
            This poor man cannot divine the future
            Only we know that.

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            Objection sustained.

                                   (COLONEL LEWIS stands.  LUCY points)

                                   COLONEL LEWIS
                          (gestures to DANCERS)
            You soon will face the Fates
            Your ego sets the trap.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (To LUCY)
            How can my father now accuse me?
            Ambition's steel -- you twisted in my father
            His blue-blood legacy -- you trampled in the dust
            I will not let your scorn pervert my future.

                                   (LUCY looks at LILBURNE.  Sets down
                                   GAVEL.  Steps down to face the empty
                                   BENCH.  Raises her right hand)

                                   LUCY LEWIS
            I now shall recognize
            The witness that I give
            I am your mother Lucy
            And I'll not tell a fib.
                          (To LILBURNE)
            Your marriage is black
            Your legacy doomed
            Your poor little child
            Goes straight to the tomb.

                                   (LUCY takes her place at the BENCH. 
                                   Picks up the GAVEL)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (facing down the court)
            Why don't you now admit your hopeless tragedy
            The new world spit your dreams back in your face
            You planned an aristocracy with power to wield
            Instead of royal courts, you got tobacco fields.

                                   PRESIDENT JEFFERSON
            Since wisdom is your gift unto us all --
            Tell us now, Lilburne,  
            Why do slaves still run your mill?

                                   LILBURNE
            When my new business turns a profit
            I plan to free them all and give them --

                                   (A ROAR of laughter as the COURT OF
                                   ANCESTORS approach LILBURNE, laughing
                                   and gesturing at him.  LILBURNE falls
                                   to the floor, covering his ears.  

                                   The GHOSTS retreat to the edges of the
                                   room.  They pose, turning into STATUES
                                   of marble.  LILBURNE follows them.  The
                                   BLACK DANCERS circle about LETITIA. 

                                   LILBURNE rescues LETITIA'S BODY,
                                   pulling it under the towering JUDGE'S
                                   BENCH.  He kneels beside her,
                                   protectively.  The DANCERS circle them.

                                   Faint SOUND of GRAMOPHONE VOICES)

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Stop and go -- go and stop
            Gravel pits go crunchy crunch
            Hiss and shit, Shit and hiss

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The Old Man drives the candy shop
            When you gonna lean and hunch
            The Devil's come to take a piss

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The water wheel it slops and slips
            When your mama tears you up
            In the mouths of twitchy ladies

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Will God and Jesus clean the chips?
            Where you gonna hold your cup?
            Who's the tart that had the baby?

                                   (Directly across from LILBURNE and
                                   LETITIA, a YOUNG BOY, 7, enters in a
                                   WHITE NIGHTSHIRT.  The DANCERS see him
                                   and move towards him, surrounding him.

                                   Lights go to BLACKOUT, except for a the
                                   light on the YOUNG BOY and the DANCERS. 
                                   The SOUND of a ROARING FIRE.  

                                   Lights FADE UP DIMLY -- the room has
                                   morphed into a SMOKEHOUSE.  A roaring
                                   fireplace.  SLABS of meat hang.  The
                                   BOY looks about him.  

                                   The ground shudders, knocking the BOY
                                   off his feet.  The DANCERS help him up. 

                                   In front of the fireplace is a gigantic
                                   cutting board -- with a slab of bloody
                                   meat.  Above it hangs a CLEAVER.

                                   The cleaver slices the meat, again and
                                   again.  The DANCERS gesture. The BOY
                                   moves forward.  Picks up a square of
                                   meat.  

                                   He throws it into the fire.  It SPITS
                                   smoke.  The DANCERS crouch about the
                                   fire, staring into it.  They freeze,
                                   like statues.

                                   The earth SHAKES again.  The BOY falls
                                   again.  The FIRE goes to black.  All
                                   grows still.  A door of light opens.

                                   SOUND of a baby crying.  The BOY rises
                                   and stumbles towards the light.  He
                                   stands, framed by it.  SOUND of a MUSIC
                                   BOX LULLABY.

                                   A single GUNSHOT.  The BOY falls
                                   through the door)

                                                               BLACKOUT.

            ACT ONE:  SCENE 6 - LADY OF THE HOUSE

                                   Moments later.  The Master Bedroom.

                                   (Lights DIM UP to reveal LILBURNE
                                   sitting up in bed.  Beside him lies a
                                   sleeping LETITIA, covered by the
                                   bedclothes.  He gazes at her.

                                   A knock at the door. LILBURNE rises. 
                                   Opens the door.  Returns to the
                                   fireplace.  Begins to cut a CIGAR.  

                                   ISHAM enters, dressed to leave. 
                                   LETITIA sits up, holding a blanket to
                                   her chest)

                                   ISHAM
            I came to say goodbye.

                                   (LILBURNE lights his cigar.  Considers)

                                   LILBURNE
            Not so fast.

                                   ISHAM
            What --?

                                   LILBURNE
                          (turning to his wife)
            Go back to sleep, my dear
            You are the lady of the house
            I need to show my brother to his lodgings
            And introduce him to the workers he'll direct.

                                   (LETITIA leaps out of bed.  Throws her
                                   arms around LILBURNE.  The bedclothes
                                   fall away from her.  She wears only the
                                   short shift.

                                   ISHAM watches as LETITIA kisses
                                   LILBURNE. 

                                   LILBURNE picks her up like a child. 
                                   Puts her to bed.  Turns.  Looks at
                                   ISHAM.  Gestures grandly to the door.  

                                   The two walk out of the bedroom
                                   together.  LETITIA watches them go)

                                                      SLOW FADE TO BLACK:
                                   ACT TWO:  FIRING THE MACHINE

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 1 - RUMOR

                                   A year later.  July 1811.  The
                                   Plantation Gazebo.  Behind it, the new
                                   mill is finished in expensive stone --
                                   the plantation house in brick.   

                                   (A PREGNANT LETITIA relaxes in the
                                   GAZEBO.  GEORGE brushes her hair with
                                   an OLD HAIRBRUSH.

                                   ISHAM comes out of the plantation
                                   house, clad in tweed coat and calfskin
                                   boots.  Surveys his handiwork.  Slaps
                                   his riding whip against his boot.

                                   He glances over at the GAZEBO.  He
                                   strides over)

                                   ISHAM
            George!  Don't you have work to do?

                                   LETITIA
            Mr. Lewis.  This is his work.  And you?
            Don't you have books to balance?
            Ignore him, George.

                                   (ISHAM glares.  Turns on his heel. 
                                   Strides off.  GEORGE continues to brush
                                   LETITIA's hair.  LETITIA pushes him
                                   away.  Stands.  Stares after ISHAM)

                                   LETITIA
            He grows more arrogant by the day.

                                   (ISHAM climbs the steps up the side of
                                   the mill.  Opens the mill office door)

                                   LETITIA
            You'd think he'd be more appreciative of my help
            A year ago.

                                   (ISHAM enters his office.  Closes the
                                   door behind him.  LETITIA looks over at
                                   GEORGE.  They sit beside each other,
                                   "talking" with their hands)

                                   LETITIA
            When the good Lieutenant comes
            He'll put his older brother in his place.

                                   (SOUND of MARCHING FEET.  LETITIA and
                                   GEORGE get to their feet)

                                   LETITIA
            And so he comes.

                                   (GEORGE assists LETITIA up.  She moves
                                   to the edge of the GAZEBO as the
                                   MILITIA enters, led by LILBURNE and the
                                   SERGEANT.

                                   The TOWNSPEOPLE enter, mostly women and
                                   children, but also a few old men. 
                                   RUTTER joins LETITIA at the GAZEBO.

                                   The MEN come to a full stop, facing the
                                   SERGEANT and LILBURNE)

                                   SERGEANT
            Attention.

                                   LILBURNE
            Gentlemen.  We've fought hard and long together.
            We've seen some of our brothers fall.
            But we've cleaned the Injun vermin out.
            Our people now are safe.

                                   MEN
                          (shouting)
            It was you, sir!

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  I don't accept the credit.  
            We've earned this leave, together
            And I'm proud of you.
            Gentlemen.  Smithtown welcomes you home.

                                   (The MILITIA maintains its ranks.  The
                                   CROWD bursts into applause.  LETITIA
                                   runs to LILBURNE.  He pulls her into
                                   his arms, kissing her publicly)

                                   CROWD
            All hail to the Smithtown Hero!

                                   (LILBURNE and LETITIA turn to the
                                   CROWD.  He gestures, giving his
                                   applause back to the CROWD, and she
                                   curtsies.  The CHEERING increases.  

                                   LILBURNE turns to the SERGEANT.  Nods)

                                   SERGEANT
            Collect your pay from the Deputy at the tavern.  Our
            Lieutenant has awarded each of you a bonus.

                                   (LILBURNE steps forward.  Raises his
                                   hand in SALUTE to the SERGEANT.  The
                                   SERGEANT returns his gesture in kind. 
                                   Behind him, the MILITIA also salutes)

                                   LILBURNE
            You're dismissed.  A good mission, Sergeant!

                                   SERGEANT
                          (holding his salute)
            Thank you, sir!  Dismissed, men!

                                   (The MILITIA break up.  GIRLFRIENDS and
                                   WIVES run towards their men and are
                                   swept into their arms.  

                                   Surrounded by their families, the MEN
                                   exit.  LILBURNE and LETITIA sit down
                                   together in the GAZEBO.  RUTTER joins
                                   them)

                                   RUTTER
            Welcome home, Lieutenant.  We've missed you.  The peace
            you've brought to this town is welcome, by God.

                                   LILBURNE
            Thank you.  My men acquit themselves with honor.  

                                   LETITIA
            The men who ride with Lilburne are invincible.

                                   LILBURNE
            But it's good to be home.

                                   (LETITIA grabs her stomach)

                                   LETITIA
            This has to be a boy.  It kicks too hard -- Ooh -- there. 
            You see?  You feel it, husband?

                                   (LETITIA places LILBURNE'S hand on her
                                   stomach.  He looks discomforted.  Awed)

                                   LILBURNE
            Yes.  A boy.

                                   (The SERGEANT approaches)

                                   SERGEANT
            Everything's taken care of, sir.  I'll be running along now.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (at ease)
            Thank you, my friend.  Say hello for me.

                                   SERGEANT
                          (nodding individually)
            Certainly.  Sheriff Rutter.  Mistress Lewis!

                                   (The SERGEANT strolls away, whistling)

                                   LETITIA
                          (off another kick in her womb)
            Ouch.  That hurt.  George, why don't you get the men some
            drinks.

                                   (GEORGE exits)

                                   RUTTER
                          (watching GEORGE)
            Thanks for taking care of George.  

                                   LETITIA
            He likes it here.

                                   RUTTER
            I miss having him around the house.

                                   LETITIA
            I don't know what I'd do without him.  Even Isham's said the
            same.

                                   RUTTER
            Speaking of Isham, I thought I should mention something
            before you see him.  Regarding the business.

                                   LETITIA
            Business.

                                   RUTTER
            Hush, daughter.  This is important.

                                   LILBURNE
            I thought things were going well.

                                   RUTTER
            Yes.  But how closely have you been watching the accounts?

                                   LILBURNE
            Close enough.  Isham wrote me each week.  Didn't fail me
            once.  Always gave me good reports.

                                   LETITIA
            If there are problems, he's never said a word to me.

                                   RUTTER
            Rumor has it people have started going elsewhere.

                                   LILBURNE
            Yes.  That is a problem.  For both of us.

                                   RUTTER
            And me.  I want my grandson's father to succeed, by God.

                                   LILBURNE
            Rumor told you why they stay away?

                                   RUTTER
            Two words I heard?  "Uppity" and "arrogant."

                                   LILBURNE
            Isham.

                                   RUTTER
                          (gesturing around him)
            So the question I've been asking:  Where is Isham getting the
            money?  Judging from the look of things, the mill is barely
            grinding any corn at all.

                                   (The office door of the mill opens. 
                                   ISHAM steps out, a cigar in hand.  He
                                   surveys the grounds.  Spots them.  

                                   A smile of genuine welcome lights up
                                   his face.  He crosses to them, shaking
                                   LILBURNE's hand)

                                   ISHAM
            Brother.  Welcome home!  Mr. Rutter.  I was absorbed in our
            accounts.

                                   RUTTER
            That's just what we've been discussing, Mr. Lewis.  The money
            you've spent on this...plantation.

                                   ISHAM
            The money I've spent?

                                   LILBURNE
            Yes, the money you've spent, Isham.  Explain yourself.

                                   (ISHAM looks around at RUTTER, LETITIA,
                                   and LILBURNE)

                                   ISHAM
            I've spent the money building your business
            One that will reap a profit for you.  

                                   LILBURNE
            I can see that I was right.
            I should have sent you home that day
            The day you broke into my wedding vows
            The day you carried in the bad luck of your family.

                                   ISHAM
            My family?
            What concerns you most, my brother?
            What part of your legacy do you most want to lose?

                                   RUTTER
                          (placating)
            Your building choices have all been fine
            That brick was carried all the way from Pennsylvania, I hear.

                                   ISHAM
            You see my point.  
            Strong foundations for my brother's business
            All this is part of the Lewis family's legacy.
            Surely, we all share the same desire.

                                   LILBURNE
            No one doubts your taste, dear brother.
            But your choices bear uncanny similarity
            To failures you have tried before.

                                   LETITIA
            My husband, whence all this anger?
            I've seen the hard work that your brother gives
            How can you doubt his motives?

                                   LILBURNE
            We've had this argument once before, Letitia.  
            On that night I followed your advice.
            And now I face the problems that I feared.  

                                   RUTTER
            Stirring up bad blood between brothers will not help.  
            As family all, we share the risk
            Our commitment is unshakable
            All will turn to good.  

                                   ISHAM
            Yet how can I continue to advance the business
            If my younger brother doubts my judgement?
                          (To himself)
            My anger grows -- 
            The gratitude and leadership he shows to other men
            He fails to show to me, his eldest brother  
            Whence comes this hatred for his kin?

                                   LETITIA
            Did I err
            In urging him to keep his brother here?
            Is the road between their loves impassable?
            I thought that I did right
            And yet his bitterness to me says otherwise.

                                   LILBURNE
            Has my luck now turned?
            Are my fears correct?  
            The curse I scorned -- has it turned towards home
            To lodge within my soul
            And thus destroy me?

                                   RUTTER
            I see before me
            The ancient curse of brothers
            Assembling itself.
            What damage will it do to my investment
            What will this do to my family's future?  
            I must placate my son-in-law
            Help him find the love of kin
            Within the history of his family.

                                   ISHAM
            The dreams I brought into that clearing
            A year ago
            Are slowly fading.  
            This brother
            The one in which I've vested all my dreams of legacy
            Has now turned false.  
            He shares a different dream
            A different legacy.  
            His bitterness towards me demands a change.

                                   LETITIA
            This family split in two by bitterness
            Loyalty to kin is trumped by wealth and loss
            How much depends upon this child
            It is by blood that change will come
            A son will bridge the gap between these brothers
            Put life into my husband's legacy.

                                   RUTTER
            What kind of child will come
            From such a bond as this?
            I saw her die -- the wife I loved.
            I saw the devastation to my family.  
            There is no future here
            Without my help.

                                   LILBURNE
            It is this bitterness that blocks my future.
            How my brother suffers
            I must grant to him the chance I won
            Upon this raw frontier.
            He is the only ally given me by blood.
            This bitterness demands a change.

                                   ISHAM
            My brother's distrust now
            Has cleaved the bridge of loyalty
            That linked my heart to his.
            From here on out
            I shall not trust another
            Except myself.

                                   QUARTET
            No(The) chance yet remains
            To turn all this around.

                                   (GEORGE enters, carrying drinks)

                                   ISHAM
            Consider the facts, dear brother.
            Your absence has been long.
            And I'll admit I'm not a charming manager.
            I have to break some heads sometimes.

                                   (LILBURNE looks at ISHAM.  There is a
                                   long silence)

                                   RUTTER
            He's right, Lilburne.  I must admit, your brother has been
            working hard.  Let's give it time.

                                   LILBURNE
            We'll give it time.

                                   (GEORGE passes around the whiskey
                                   glasses.  Not noticing that ISHAM has
                                   not yet been served, RUTTER and
                                   LILBURNE clink glasses)

                                   RUTTER
            To my grandson -- and my dear daughter!

                                   (GEORGE hands ISHAM his glass.  He
                                   looks at LETITIA who stares adoringly
                                   at her husband and father.

                                   ISHAM drops his glass.  It shatters. 
                                   The three look towards him.  He rises)

                                   ISHAM
            Get me a new glass, George.  I seem to have dropped that one.

                                   (RUTTER, LILBURNE, and LETITIA watch
                                   ISHAM as he retreats to the mill
                                   office.  GEORGE scurries back to the
                                   house for another glass)

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 2 - STILLBORN

                                   A month later. Night.  Second floor of
                                   the mill. The Mill Office.  Art and
                                   crystal from Europe.

                                   (SOUND of rain.

                                   ISHAM makes a citation in an accounting
                                   book.  Stops.  Pours a glass of cognac
                                   from a crystal decanter.  

                                   Looks out the window.  Suddenly turns. 
                                   Slips the accounting book into a secret
                                   compartment.  Turns back to the window.

                                   LILBURNE enters, distracted)

                                   ISHAM
            What's the news?

                                   LILBURNE
            Nothing.

                                   (GEORGE enters)

                                   ISHAM
            Well?

                                   (GEORGE mimes a series of gestures. 
                                   LILBURNE looks at ISHAM, confused)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
                          (translating slowly)
            The midwife says
            You shouldn't worry.

                                   (GEORGE exits.  LILBURNE pulls a
                                   whiskey bottle out of the cabinet. 
                                   Sloshes it into a tumbler.  Downs it.

                                   LILBURNE wanders about.  ISHAM watches. 
                                   LILBURNE picks up a sculpture.  Looks
                                   at all sides.  Sets it down.  Returns
                                   to the whiskey.  Pours another glass.

                                   ISHAM returns the sculpture to its
                                   place.  LILBURNE downs the tumbler. 
                                   Pours another.  Picks up the tumbler. 
                                   Looks at the bottle in his other hand.

                                   LILBURNE returns to the window.  RUTTER
                                   enters)

                                   RUTTER
                          (pouring whiskey)
            I thought I'd come to join you
            What's the news?

                                   ISHAM
            None.

                                   (RUTTER joins LILBURNE at the window.
                                   GEORGE enters)

                                   LILBURNE
            What happened?
            Tell me, slave!

                                   RUTTER
                          (exploding)
            Give him time!

                                   (RUTTER kneels beside GEORGE, as GEORGE
                                   "talks")

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
                          (translating quickly)
            Letitia lives
            She's safely out of danger
            The baby boy is --

                                   LILBURNE
            What?

                                   (RUTTER stares at GEORGE.  Turns. 
                                   Walks over to the window)

                                   ISHAM
            The baby boy is stillborn
            A deformed child
            That is -- all.

                                   (RUTTER turns.  Gazes at ISHAM.  A
                                   beat.

                                   LILBURNE throws his glass -- smashing
                                   it against the brick wall) 

                                   LILBURNE
            What kind of twisted fate controls my destiny?

                                   (RUTTER stops him from leaving)

                                   RUTTER
            You cannot go to see her --
            Not like this
            In such a mood --
            You must be strong.
            She must know you love her more -- not less.

                                   (LILBURNE rushes past him.  Exits. 
                                   RUTTER turns to GEORGE)

                                   RUTTER
            Go to her.

                                   (GEORGE exits)

                                   RUTTER (CONT'D)
                          (To ISHAM)
            You'll let me know
            If Lilburne needs my help.
            If Letitia needs my presence
            You'll let me know?

                                   (ISHAM nods -- RUTTER exits)

                                                            CROSSFADE TO

            THE MASTER BEDROOM

                                   (ISHAM's SLAVE GIRL cleans up.  DELLA
                                   assists her.  LILBURNE sits beside
                                   LETITIA.  Stares into the fireplace.

                                   GEORGE enters.  Delivers a BUCKET. 
                                   Stands beside the door.

                                   LILBURNE rises.  Moves DSR)

                                   LILBURNE
            This torment
            How could this be --
            I do not understand
            My son
            Stillborn.
            This child
            How comes this loss --
            His imprint brands my soul
            With fire on fire

                                   (LETITIA rises.  Like a GHOST, she
                                   moves DSC.  RUTTER enters.  Moves DSL. 
                                   Behind them, TOWNSPEOPLE take their
                                   place behind them in formal groupings)

                                   LILBURNE (CONT'D)
            Was it the Fates who cut me down
            What is this jagged blade
            That rips into my legacy?

                                   RUTTER & LILBURNE & LETITIA
            What is the reason for this loss?
            This boy who kicked inside the womb 
            How can a child be not a child?

                                   RUTTER
            It's happened now again
            This scornful lash
            Beneath his whip hand.
            Did my judgement fail me there
            On that empty street in New Orleans?
            This curse that haunts my steps
            First the mother
            Now the child.
            Perhaps I should have stayed outside this bloody valley.
            This helplessness I feel
            This secret love I cannot show
            Which torments me.
            Must I always give the key unto the midwife?
            The key that locks -- or else unlocks
            The path of happiness for my descendants?

                                   LETITIA
            This agony
            My heart ripped out
            And yet it beats
            Why do I live
            When he lies still?
            My love
            How can I now go on
            I feel your tiny fists
            Within my womb
            Then nothing.

                                   LILBURNE
            Was it the Fates who cut me down
            What is this jagged blade
            That rips into my legacy?

                                   RUTTER & LILBURNE & LETITIA
            How can this love
            Just disappear
            A part of me is dead
            Why do I live at all
            When he lies still?

                                   TOWNSPEOPLE CHORUS
            Moments that a life can bring
            The marriage bond was cut to hold
            But few are worse than death
            But few are worse than death.

                                                            CROSSFADE TO

            THE MILL OFFICE

                                   (Lights fade up on ISHAM.  He pours a
                                   drink of COGNAC.  Smiles.  

                                   Crosses to the wall.  Looks down at the
                                   broken pieces.  Stoops.  Picks up a
                                   broken piece of glass.  Examines it)

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 3 - WHIP

                                   Three months later.  Master bedroom.   

                                   (DISTANT SOUND of a baby's cry, wind,
                                   howls.  GUNFIRE.  CLAP of thunder. 
                                   Lighting fades up dimly.  

                                   The DANCERS appear, slinking about the
                                   MASTER BED, where LILBURNE and LETITIA
                                   lie asleep.

                                   SOUND of GRAMOPHONE VOICES)  

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Stop and go -- go and stop
            Gravel pits go crunchy crunch
            Hiss and shit, Shit and hiss

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The Old Man drives the candy shop
            When you gonna lean and hunch
            The Devil's come to take a piss

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The water wheel it slops and slips
            When your mama tears you up
            In the mouths of twitchy ladies

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Will God and Jesus clean the chips?
            Where you gonna hold your cup?
            Who's the tart that had the baby?

                                   (LIGHTNING SLASHES through the bedroom.
                                   CLAP of thunder.  The GROUND shakes.

                                   Light fades up on LILBURNE, dressed in
                                   his nightshirt.  He sits up in bed,
                                   wide awake.  LETITIA lies in bed beside
                                   him)

                                   LILBURNE
            George!  Bring a light!

                                   (LILBURNE climbs out of bed.  He looks
                                   out the window.  Paces the room.  He
                                   turns around.

                                   LILBURNE is surrounded by the Court of
                                   Ancestors.  They lounge on chairs, the
                                   mantle, the bed, staring at LETITIA)

                                   LILBURNE
            Be gone, ghosts.  I hate your prophecies.

                                   GHOST CHORUS
            Because they're true.

                                   (LUCY sits down beside him in a chair. 
                                   Pushes LILBURNE down, a dog at heel)

                                   LILBURNE
            George, help!  This is a dream --

                                   GHOST CHORUS
            How can you be sure?

                                   (LIGHTNING FLASH and CLAP OF THUNDER. 
                                   The door CRASHES open.  GEORGE enters
                                   in the SERGEANT'S military uniform.  He
                                   carries ISHAM's riding whip)

                                   GEORGE
                          (echoing sound)
            You called, Little Man?

                                   LETITIA
                          (awakening)
            Oh George.  You can talk.

                                   (She runs to GEORGE.  Kisses him
                                   erotically and passionately.  Turns. 
                                   Looks at LILBURNE)

                                   GEORGE
                          (echoing sound)
            He stares at us.

                                   (LETITIA takes GEORGE's riding whip. 
                                   Approaches LILBURNE.  George follows. 
                                   She looks him over.  LILBURNE huddles
                                   beside LUCY)

                                   LETITIA
            You're right
            He's like a little man
            He almost whipped you.  
            Let's see how he likes it.

                                   (She raises the WHIP.  GEORGE grabs her
                                   whip hand.  Turns her around. 
                                   Takes the whip from her.  Kisses her
                                   deeply.  She responds.

                                   GEORGE pushes her away.  She holds out
                                   her arms -- waiting to be undressed.

                                   With a single motion, GEORGE strips her
                                   peignoir from her.  Underneath is
                                   skimpy French lingerie)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (leaping to his feet)
            No.  You cannot do this --

                                   (LUCY restrains LILBURNE with her right
                                   hand.  They both watch.  LETITIA and
                                   GEORGE dance.  Their moves are erotic: 
                                   challenge and conquest.

                                   The dance ends with LETITIA lying on
                                   flat her stomach, facing downstage on
                                   the bear rug.  

                                   GEORGE kneels, his knee between her
                                   legs, hand on her shoulder.  They
                                   freeze.  LILBURNE stumbles to his feet. 
                                   He circles them, crying out)

                                   LILBURNE (CONT'D)
            This cannot be.

                                   GEORGE
                          (echoing voice)
            It is your future.

                                   GHOST CHORUS
            Before you lies the way
            Its surface clean and hard.

                                   (LUCY snaps her fingers.  LILBURNE
                                   returns, like a child approaching a
                                   disapproving parent.

                                   Two male ghosts approach LILBURNE. 
                                   They strip him of his NIGHTSHIRT.  He
                                   turns and crouches down, ashamed.

                                   GEORGE leaves LETITIA stretches out
                                   upon the rug.  He approaches LILBURNE. 
                                   The DANCERS accompany him.

                                                     BEGIN FADE TO BLACK:

                                   GEORGE raises the whip to begin beating
                                   LILBURNE.

                                   The SOUND of the GRAMOPHONE CHORUS)

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Stop and go -- go and stop
            Gravel pits go crunchy crunch
            Hiss and shit, Shit and hiss

                                                          GO TO BLACKOUT

                                   (HISS and CRACK of the WHIP)

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The Old Man drives the candy shop
            When you gonna lean and hunch
            The Devil's come to take a piss

                                   (HISS and CRACK of the WHIP)

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            The water wheel it slops and slips
            When your mama tears you up
            In the mouths of twitchy ladies

                                   (HISS and CRACK of the WHIP)

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.

                                   GRAMOPHONE CHORUS
                          (lines simultaneously sung)
            Will God and Jesus clean the chips?
            Where you gonna hold your cup?
            Who's the tart that had the baby?

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.

                                   (HISS and CRACK of the WHIP.

                                   STILLNESS.  SOUND of thunder. 
                                   Lighting.  The stage SHAKES as if from
                                   an earthquake.  MONSTROUS CLAP of
                                   thunder.  The GROUND shakes again)

                                   LILBURNE
            A light!  A light!  A light!

                                   (Light on LILBURNE, dressed in his
                                   nightshirt, standing by the fireplace. 
                                   His shaking hands try to light a match.
                                   LETITIA sits up, still half asleep.

                                   A long moment as LILBURNE lights the
                                   CANDLE.

                                   DELLA enters, followed by GEORGE,
                                   dressed in servant's clothes.  Each
                                   also carries a lit candle.  

                                   LETITIA climbs out of bed.  Her
                                   peignoir is closed)

                                   LETITIA
            Lilburne.  What's wrong?

                                   (LILBURNE looks at GEORGE and DELLA. 
                                   Then at LETITIA.  All look concerned)

                                   LILBURNE
            Nothing
            I just needed light.

                                   LETITIA
            Right now?
            It's midnight, Lilburne.

                                   (LETITIA gets out and helps him back to
                                   bed.  GEORGE approaches.  LILBURNE
                                   points to him)

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  Leave us.  Now.

                                   (GEORGE looks at LETITIA.  She gestures
                                   for him to leave)

                                   LETITIA
            It's all right.

                                   (GEORGE leaves.  LILBURNE watches him. 
                                   LETITIA gestures to DELLA.  She blows
                                   the candles out.  Leaves one burn. 
                                   Then leaves.  LILBURNE watches her go)

                                   LETITIA
                          (worried)
            What happened, Lilburne?

                                   (FAINT SOUND of a BABY'S CRY.  LILBURNE
                                   reacts)

                                   LILBURNE
            I've never had a dream like that.
            I couldn't tell the difference -- 
            Go back to sleep.

                                   (LETITIA falls asleep.  LILBURNE gets
                                   up.  Goes to the window.  Looks out. 
                                   Looks back at LETITIA sleeping)

                                   LILBURNE
            It's only a dream
            It's only a dream
            It's only a dream.

                                                               BLACKOUT.

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 4 - MONEY BAG

                                   The next morning.  Mill Office.  

                                   (LILBURNE faces ISHAM.  ISHAM makes
                                   notations in the account book)

                                   LILBURNE
            So there I was --
            Humiliated in front of this angry businessman.
            How can I be assured
            That such a scene
            Will not occur again?

                                   ISHAM
            I can't.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (dawning comprehension)
            You mean he's not the only creditor
            We cannot pay?

                                   (LILBURNE charges over to the strong
                                   box.  Rattles it.  Locked.

                                   He turns to ISHAM.  Holds out his hand. 
                                   ISHAM hands him a key.  

                                   LILBURNE takes it.  Unlocks the strong
                                   box.  Opens it.  Looks inside.  Then
                                   pulls the heavy box off its stand and
                                   onto the floor.  It clunks.  Empty.

                                   LILBURNE (CONT'D)
                          (towering over ISHAM)
            This empty strong box.
            How do you intend to pay
            Our debts?

                                   (LILBURNE sinks into a leather chair.
                                   ISHAM gets up.  Pours him a drink. 
                                   Hands it to LILBURNE)

                                   ISHAM
            If you will listen to me now
            I will explain.
            In spite of all our best attempts
            The peasants stay away.

                                   LILBURNE
            The peasants -- ?

                                   ISHAM
            I'm sure our lack of commerce
            Doesn't coincide
            With rumors of your wife's -- malformed child.

                                   LILBURNE
            Whose wagging tongue would disregard my orders?

                                   ISHAM
            Besides the midwife --
            Whose silence I have commanded
            Only George has seen the child.

                                   LILBURNE
            Who buried it?

                                   ISHAM
            I washed the babe myself.
            That night I laid his frame within the earth
            With George's help.
            To my surprise, I must report -- 
            George was affected deeply
            By the little one's demise
            And afterwards he spent some time alone with poor Letitia --
            They were overcome by grieving, I am sure.

                                   LILBURNE
            But George is mute --

                                   ISHAM
            Of that I am as sure
            As I am sure that Satan has a horn and hoof.
            The only ones who know his hand-sign language
            Are Rutter and Letitia --
            And myself.

                                   LILBURNE
            But what has this to do with your accounts?

                                   ISHAM
            You want to hear the truth about your wife?

                                   LILBURNE
            My wife?

                                   ISHAM
            I'm sorry to --

                                   LILBURNE
            Just tell the truth.

                                   ISHAM
            You will not like it.

                                   (ISHAM goes over to the cognac. 
                                   Refills his glass.  LILBURNE watches
                                   him.  Waits)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            Your wife has always been the apple of her father's eye.

                                   LILBURNE
            I know that.

                                   ISHAM
            And thus while you were gone away
            To do the duties of the Smithtown Hero --

                                   LILBURNE
            Go on.

                                   ISHAM
            I found it difficult to deny your darling anything.
            Her tastes are -- so fine
            I just gave up.

                                   LILBURNE
                          (exploding)
            You could have told her no.
            Letitia is my wife -- she has no power
            But once again you try to shift responsibility
            What's next for you -- another flight?

                                   ISHAM
            No.  Of course not.
            I've changed.
            But no one has the courage to
            Say no.  Not you, not me, and not Papa.
            Remember what our mother said:
                          (quoting)
            "If you act like a child --

                                   LILBURNE
            "You will be treated like a child."

                                   (LILBURNE turns and stares at ISHAM. 
                                   The door opens.  LETITIA and GEORGE
                                   enter)

                                   LETITIA
                          (coming to LILBURNE)
            Last night, you were so restless
            And then you left at dawn
            You know I wanted you in bed.

                                   (LILBURNE looks at her.  She kisses
                                   him, fully alive)

                                   LILBURNE
            I agreed to meet your father in town
            And now I'm talking to my brother
            He's having problems with the mill.

                                   (LETITIA turns.  Sits down)

                                   LETITIA
            I get so tired of your constant business
            I thought that's why you hired Isham.

                                   LILBURNE
            Even an overseer needs time to plan
            Where are you going now, my dear --
            Dressed up so fair?

                                   LETITIA
            Into town.

                                   LILBURNE
            Into town.

                                   LETITIA
            Yes.  I saw an English hairbrush in the window.

                                   LILBURNE
            This mill is not a money bag.

                                   LETITIA
            All right.  Is there anything you need?

                                   ISHAM
            Here's the list.  It goes on our account.

                                   LILBURNE
            Buy only from the list, Letitia.

                                   LETITIA
            I will.  Come kiss me, husband.

                                   LILBURNE
            No.  You come kiss me.

                                   (She makes a face at him.  RUTTER
                                   enters.  He's carrying a money bag)

                                   RUTTER
            Good news, gentlemen.  Our luck just turned.  Our new
            investor was feeling generous.

                                   LILBURNE
            Thank you, Rutter.

                                   (RUTTER drops the bag on the desk. 
                                   ISHAM begins to count it)

                                   RUTTER
            I know times have been tough.

                                   LETITIA
            Well -- I can tell when I'm not needed.  Business.

                                   (She kisses LILBURNE goodbye. 
                                   LILBURNE's response is full of promise)

                                   LETITIA (CONT'D)
            I'll be home -- as soon as possible, my love.

                                   (He slaps her on the ass.  She giggles. 
                                   Backs out the door)

                                   ISHAM
            I think this will enable us to meet our back debts.

                                   RUTTER
            I hear this is the mating season for the sparrows
            I heard them warbling in the orchard.  
            Their glee was disconcerting.

                                   LILBURNE
            Well.  Birds.  You never know.

                                                           FADE TO BLACK

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 5 - HAIRBRUSH

                                   A few hours later.  The drawing room. 
                                   Plantation House.  Fresh-cut flowers in
                                   a vase on the table.  A fire burns in
                                   the fireplace.

                                   (DELLA leads a MILITARY COURIER into
                                   the room.  He faces LILBURNE)

                                   MILITARY COURIER
                          (handing him the letter)
            From your uncle
            He requested I return immediately
            With your reply.

                                   (The military courier holds out a
                                   SEALED LETTER.  LILBURNE takes it. 
                                   Gestures to DELLA)

                                   LILBURNE
            Wait for me in the parlor.

                                   MILITARY COURIER
            I must return today, Sir.

                                   LILBURNE
            I shall read it instantly.

                                   (The messenger follows DELLA out of the
                                   room.  LILBURNE breaks the seal.  Opens
                                   the letter.  Scans it.  Sets it down.  

                                   He goes to the fire -- flips his cigar
                                   into it.  Drops his glass.  It
                                   shatters.  DELLA appears)  

                                   DELLA
            Oh, Master Lewis.

                                   (She scurries to clean up the glass. 
                                   He doesn't notice her.  She curtsies)

                                   DELLA (CONT'D)
            Pardon, sir, but the messenger still awaits.  Four soldiers
            ride with him.  Armed to the teeth, they are, sir.

                                   LILBURNE
            Send him in to me again.

                                   (DELLA goes.  She looks back, worried. 
                                   The military courier enters again) 

                                   LILBURNE
            I have read the President's letter.  The Smithtown Inn's
            lodgings are good.

                                   MILITARY COURIER
            But pardon, sir --

                                   LILBURNE
            I understand your haste.  But his request will take some
            time.  Return here on the morning next.

                                   (LILBURNE stares down the Courier)  

                                   MILITARY COURIER
            Good day to you, Sir.

                                   (The Courier turns on his heel. 
                                   Leaves.  DELLA starts to follow)

                                   LILBURNE
            Della!

                                   DELLA
            Sir?

                                   LILBURNE
            Another drink.  Whiskey.  Neat.

                                   (DELLA exits.  LILBURNE sits.  DELLA
                                   returns.  Hands him another TUMBLER)

                                   DELLA
            That courier and his men -- 

                                   (LILBURNE gestures.  She leaves.  He
                                   paces, letter in hand, drinking)

                                   LILBURNE
            "And so the receding tide of my personal fortunes demands
            that I recall my investment.  
            Tales of your success reach me here.  Your military
            victories, your election as mayor, and your recent, happy
            marriage prove that your journey West has allowed you to
            dismiss the dark luck of your father's family."

                                   (LILBURNE throws the letter in the
                                   fire.  Sits down.  The DOOR opens. 
                                   LETITIA tip-toes in.  She kisses him on
                                   the neck.  LILBURNE doesn't move)

                                   LETITIA
            Lilburne?  What's wrong?  Do you have fever?

                                   (GEORGE, DELLA, and SEVERAL MAIDS
                                   enter, carrying PURCHASES)

                                   LILBURNE
            No.

                                   LETITIA
            Come see what I have bought.  Are you concerned about the
            messenger?  I heard from Della --

                                   (LILBURNE continues to ignore her.  She
                                   turns.  Directs SERVANTS to shelve
                                   purchases.  GEORGE hands her the
                                   HAIRBRUSH. LILBURNE's eyes LOCK on it)

                                   LILBURNE
            What is that?  The thing within your hand.

                                   LETITIA
            This is a hairbrush.

                                   LILBURNE
            Did I not rule upon its purchase?

                                   LETITIA
            You did.  But dear, you spoke before Papa brought --

                                   LILBURNE
            And did I change?

                                   LETITIA
            He raised the cash that freed you up --

                                   LILBURNE
            Letitia, stop.  Even maids know disobedience 
            Will bring immediate chastisement.

                                   (LETITIA backs away from LILBURNE.  He
                                   looks.  Turns.  Picks up a straight
                                   backed chair.  Places it.  Sits) 

                                   LETITIA
                          (protecting her backside)
            My husband, it will --

                                   LILBURNE
            Do no good to plead.  I've had enough.
            Come, Letitia.  Bring your English hairbrush.

                                   (LETITIA looks at the door)

                                   LILBURNE (CONT'D)
            Your punishment will just be worse.

                                   (LETITIA looks over at the SERVANTS)

                                   LILBURNE
            The servants will remain for this.
            I'm sure your father chastised you at home
            No matter who was present -- did he not?

                                   LETITIA
            But I was just a child.

                                   LILBURNE
            When you choose to act your age --
            Come, my lady, you know what you must do.

                                   LETITIA
            I didn't mean to disobey --

                                   (LILBURNE crooks his finger.  She walks
                                   towards him.  Stands by his knee)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (Taking the hairbrush)
            Drop your pantaloons.  Now, Letitia.

                                   (She reaches under her skirt.  Unties
                                   her pantaloons.  They fall in a heap)

                                   LETITIA
            I still don't understand -- I bought a little brush
            And for this -- I now receive chastisement?

                                   LILBURNE
            This paddling?  Look at all the luxuries you've begged Isham
            to get.  They've driven me to bankruptcy!

                                   (LILBURNE pushes LETITIA over his knee. 
                                   She struggles.  He begins to pull up
                                   her skirt to expose her buttocks)

                                   LETITIA
            I don't understand.  Business.  I don't know anything.  I get
            what Isham tells me.  He told me you wanted this --

                                   LILBURNE
                          (freezing)
            He told you -- what?

                                   LETITIA
                          (frantic)
            I've been using my old brush.  Even when pregnant.  This is
            the first thing I've gotten.  And now you're going to --

                                   (A CRASH.  LILBURNE looks up.  He lets
                                   LETITIA fall to the floor.  GEORGE
                                   kneels amidst broken china)

                                   LILBURNE
            George!  That's the second time -- and this time Isham --

                                   (He freezes again.  Looks back at
                                   LETITIA.  She rises.  The SERVANTS look
                                   at LILBURNE)

                                   LILBURNE (CONT'D)
                          (storming out)
            What are --?  Don't you have anything better to do than-- ?

                                   (LETITIA goes to GEORGE.  Kneels. 
                                   Picks up broken china.  The servants
                                   exit.  They both stop.  GEORGE puts out
                                   his arms.  LETITIA grabs on)

                                   LETITIA
            What's wrong with him?  It makes no sense.  This morning --

                                   (GEORGE kisses her on the forehead.  At
                                   this moment, LILBURNE opens the door)

                                   LILBURNE
                          (entering)
            Is she still in here?

                                   (They look over at him.  Freeze. 
                                   LILBURNE turns.  Exits)

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

            ACT TWO:  SCENE 6 - SATAN'S HOOF

                                   Moments later.  Afternoon.  Mill
                                   Office.  

                                   (ISHAM stands at his desk.  He places
                                   the last few coins into a bag.  ISHAM
                                   looks at his HEIRLOOM PISTOL lying in
                                   pieces in front of him)

                                   ISHAM
            I've heard the hellish gods devised an Engine
            Implacable and fatal to man's soul 
            It could reverse his morals -- white to black
            When it exploded in a lethal blast.

                                   (He begins to fit the pieces together)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            When was the moment that I knew my fate?
            That I'd embrace the eldest brother's curse
            I've always marveled at my younger brother's dreams
            Why did he trust his enemies -- and not his soul?

                                   (ISHAM continues to assemble the
                                   pistol.  Each piece fits into the next)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            The last few months I've laid my plans with care
            Held back the money, cooked the books to show
            My brother is a leader -- not a chef
            That we were losing business -- who could know?

                                   (ISHAM begins to load.  Taps the ball
                                   down the barrel.  Shakes powder into
                                   the pan)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            I ram the ball, like this, into the breech
            This powder I deposit -- in the pan
            The trigger's oiled -- my thumb the hammer holds 
            Like God's infernal messenger I stand.

                                   (He admires the loaded pistol)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            And now he comes to me to save his dream
            A brother's loyalty he now demands
            How shall I help him face his troubles?
            What would you do, I wonder -- with my plan?

                                   (The LIGHTS LOWER TO DREAM LIGHTING.
                                   ISHAM aims the pistol at the door)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)
            And now the gun is loaded -- in my hands
            It only needs a second to be cocked --

                                   (ISHAM COCKS it.  The DOOR bursts open.
                                   SILENCE.  Except for the DOOR.  It
                                   SWINGS.  CREAKS.  NO ONE enters.  ISHAM
                                   turns)

                                   ISHAM (CONT'D)