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) But I’m a Judge of the High Court. I’ve got a sense of justice. ( As if listening to an echo ) As between our Sovereign Lord the King and the prisoner at the Bar—will true deliverance make—Guilty, my Lord. Yes. ( Nods head ) Guilty. You were all guilty, you know, but the Law couldn’t touch you, so I had to take the Law into my own hands. ( Holds up hands in a frenzy of delight ) Into my own hands! Silence in the Court! ( VERA hammers on Left 1 door. WARGRAVE takes her arm and drags her to Right above Left sofa. ) Anthony Marston first. Then Mrs. Rogers. Barbitone in the brandy. MacKenzie—stabbed. Got Rogers with an axe when he was chopping sticks. Doped Emily Brent’s coffee so she couldn’t feel the hypodermic. Booby trap for Blore. ( Confidentially ) Blore was a fool. I always knew it would be easy to get Blore. Returning that revolver was a clever touch. Made the end interesting. I knew you two would suspect each other in the end. The question was, who’d win out? I banked on you, my dear. The female of the species. Besides, it’s always more exciting to have a girl at the end. ( He steps on to sofa, and VERA falls to the ground. ) Prisoner at the Bar, have you anything to say why sentence should not be passed on you? Vera Elizabeth Claythorne, I sentence you to death—
    ( WARN Curtain. )
    VERA . ( With a sudden outcry ) Stop! Stop! I’m not guilty! I’m not guilty!
    WARGRAVE . Ah, they all say that. Must plead not guilty. Unless, of course, you’re going all out for a verdict of insanity. But you’re not mad. ( Very reasonably ) I’m mad, but you’re not.
    VERA . But I am innocent! I swear it! I never killed that child. I never wanted to kill him. You’re a judge. You know when a person is guilty and when they’re innocent. I swear I’m telling the truth.
    WARGRAVE . So you didn’t drown that boy after all? Very interesting. But it doesn’t matter much now, does it?
    VERA . What—( Makes inarticulate sounds as the rope swings in front of her. )
    WARGRAVE . I can’t spoil my lovely rhyme. My ten little Indian boys. You’re the last one. One little Indian boy left all alone. He went and hanged himself. I must have my hanging—my hanging—
    ( LOMBARD comes slowly to, picks up revolver and shoots. WARGRAVE falls back off the sofa. )
    VERA . Philip—Philip—
    ( BOTH sit on floor in front of sofa. )
    LOMBARD . It’s all right, darling. It’s all right.
    VERA . I thought you were dead. I thought I’d killed you.
    LOMBARD . Thank God, women can’t shoot straight. At least, not straight enough.
    VERA . I shall never forget this.
    LOMBARD . Oh, yes, you will. You know there’s another ending to that Ten Little Indian rhyme:
    â€œOne little Indian boy left all alone,
    We got married—and then there were none!”
    ( Takes rope and puts his head in noose too. He kisses her. )
    ( There is the sound of a motor hooter. )
    CURTAIN

Appointment with Death
    Produced at the Piccadilly Theatre, London, on 31 st March 1945 , with the following cast of characters:
    ( in the order of their appearance )
 
M RS . B OYNTON
Mary Clare
 
 
G INEVRA B OYNTON , her stepdaughter
Deryn Kerbey
 
 
L ENNOX B OYNTON , her elder stepson
Ian Lubbock
 
 
N ADINE B OYNTON , Lennox’s wife
Beryl Machin
 
 
L IFT  B OY
John Glennon
 
 
A LDERMAN H IGGS
Percy Walsh
 
 

Anthony Dorset
 
 
L ADY W ESTHOLME
Janet Burnell
 
 
M ISS P RYCE
Joan Hickson
 
 
D R . G ERARD
Gerard Hinze
 
 
S ARAH K ING
Carla Lehmann
 
 
J EFFERSON C OPE
Alan Sedgwick
 
 
R AYMOND B OYNTON ,

 
 
     Lennox’s younger brother
John Wynn
 
 
D RAGOMAN
Harold Berens
 
 
C OLONEL C ARBERY
Owen Reynolds
 
 
L ADY V ISITOR
Cherry Herbert
 
 
H OTEL V ISITORS

 
    The play directed by Terence de Marney
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