WESTWARD
You are my mother’s lawyer.MR. BALDHAWK
You will lose the case.WESTWARD
I must tell you . . . I think Mother has gone nuts.MR. BALDHAWK
Haven’t we all, a little?WESTWARD
She is suing me over a trifle. And, this morning, she spoke harshly to my sister. She told her to lie on the stand.MR. BALDHAWK
That’s what you thought you heard. But hearing is a funny---WESTWARD
She used to be kind, tender. But, now, she’s . . . I’m not sure she loves me anymore.MR. BALDHAWK
(Pause, chews a pen)How old are you, my boy?
WESTWARD
(Clears throat)Nearing or past thirty.
MR. BALDHAWK
And you live with your mother? There’s your trouble.(MR. BALDHAWK shuffles papers.)
END OF PART VI.
