LULU. I reach up into heaven, and stick the stars in my hair.

LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Clambering after her.) I'll shake it till you fall off!

SCHWARZ.

LULU. If you don't stop, I'll throw the ladder down. (Climbing higher.) Will you let go of my legs? God save the Poles! (Makes the ladder fall over, jumps onto the platform, and as Schwarz picks himself up from the floor, throws the Spanish screen down on his head. Hastening down-stage, by the easels.) I told you that you weren't going to get me.

LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Coming forward.) Let us make peace. (Tries to embrace her.)

SCHWARZ.

LULU. Keep away from me, or— (She throws the easel with the finished picture at him, so that both fall crashing to the floor.)

LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Screams.) Merciful Heaven!

SCHWARZ.

LULU. (Upstage, right.) You knocked the hole in it yourself!

LULU.

SCHWARZ. I am ruined! Ten weeks' work, my journey, my exhibition! Now there is nothing more to lose! (Plunges after her.)

SCHWARZ.

LULU. (Springs over the ottoman, over the fallen step-ladder, and over the platform, down-stage.) A grave! [Page 27] Don't fall into it! (She stamps thru the picture on the floor.) She made a new man out of him! (Falls forward.)

LULU.

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