
DINING ROOM INT.--NIGHT
The family, minus BEN is eating a solemn dinner. Besides MOTHER,
FATHER, and ABBY, there is her 15 year old sister ROESMARY,
her 7 year old brother WILLIAM, and her elderly GRANDFATHER
GEORGE. Also with them are two BRITISH OFFICERS who have
quartered with them, since they are a Loyalist family.
FATHER
I can't understand it really. This
whole damn war. So many lives
wasted. Families uprooted. And for
what?
BRITISH OFFICER 1
The rebels are foolish. Yet I
can't understand why we haven't put
them down yet.
FATHER
Yes, and then Ben has to die for
something that could have ended
months ago.
BRITISH OFFICER 2
If only they would realize that the
King has the colonists best
interests at heart, really. Then
this bloodshed could be spared.
BRITISH OFFICER 1
Spared indeed. A simple raise of
tax should not be the cause for a
civil war. Because that's really
what it is, isn't it? The rebels
are bent on anarchy...either that
or total separation from England.
FATHER
Isn't it apparent that it's
separation? Obviously, since the King
is hundreds of miles away, the
people cannot have their say in any
matter. But again, I don't see what
the problem is...
MOTHER
Can we please stop talking
politics? Have you so quickly forgotten
that our beloved son has been
killed in the line of battle?
BRITISH OFFICER 1
Yes, and the King will not forget
those who have fallen for the
crown.
MOTHER
How does that help us? Hmm? What
exactly justifies our son dying?
Trying to suppress a minor
insurrection is not cause for
hundreds of families torn on both
sides.
FATHER
We tried to dissuade, but...he was
a man. And he made his decision.
BRITISH OFFICER 1
Do you know what regiment he was a
part of?
MOTHER
No. It was very odd. He never sent
us letters, or visited us...I had
no idea where he was.
BRITISH OFFICER 2
I'm sure he died valiantly.
GEORGE
He will be sorely missed.
He glances at ABBY, who has been staring at her plate the entire
time, silent. She catches his glance and nods.
WILLIAM
My tummy hurts...
MOTHER
Did you eat too much?
WILLIAM
I do believe I did...
BRITISH OFFICER 1
Strapping young lad. He'll make a
fine soldier someday.
MOTHER (COLDLY)
I'm sure he would.
Suddenly, the family's black SLAVE BITTY emerges from
BITTY
Mas'ah, dessert is ready.
FATHER
What is it?
BITTY
Pipin' hawt fresh peachy cawbla!
FATHER
Very good Bitty, bring it in.
She does so, with the aid of a few more SLAVES. WILLIAM starts
digging in.
MOTHER
I thought you said your stomach
hurt?
WILLIAM
Oh, that was before the dessert
mother.
MOTHER
Ah I see.
FATHER
How are your quarters? Comfortable?
BRITISH OFFICER 1
Quite splendid, thank you.
ABBY
If you'll excuse me.
ABBY exits.

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