LADY:
Your brother's coming, go out! He can't come in!
[CAROL picks up coat and goes into confectionery, sobbing. VAL crosses toward door.]
Lock that door! Don't let him come in my store!
[CAROL sinks sobbing at table. LADY runs up to the landing of the stairs as DAVID CUTRERE enters the store. He is a tall man in hunter's clothes. He is hardly less handsome now than he was in his youth but something has gone: his power is that of a captive who rules over other captives. His face, his eyes, have something of the same desperate, unnatural hardness that LADY meets the world with.]
Tennessee Williams
