NATHAN HALE                563

phant cry.] Ah! The picket! They're caught!

They're caught!

  HALE. Returning, with Alice Adams, on

private business.

  PICKET. The password.

  HALE. "Love!"

  FITZROY. Damnation! Of course he heard!

[Runs off, Right, yelling.] Fire on them! Fire!

For God's sake, fire!

  [A shot is heard, followed by a loud, defiant

    laugh from HALE, and an echoed "Love," as

    the clatter of horse's hoofs dies away, and