CHARLES: But mother, if they find out that you’ve harbored me or that I’ve been here—
REBECCA: They won’t find out, as long as you keep to the shadows and stay out of sight. You must trust that I can handle myself.
CHARLES: (Torn) I can’t just leave you at the mercy of the British. You don’t know how ruthless they can be.
REBECCA: I know enough. Besides, I will have Ella with me. She may be only a servant, but she is as loyal as they come. You must go now, Charles. Every moment you delay increases your chances of being caught.
CHARLES: (Softening) You’re right. I won’t let myself be the reason they come for you. (Share a heartfelt look) Be careful, Mother. I don’t know what I’d do if anything were to happen to you.
REBECCA: (Reassuringly) I’ll be fine. I’m not as fragile as you think. Now go! You must warn our troops.
CHARLES: (Hesitating) I will find a way to return. I promise you that.
(Sound of footsteps approaching from outside. REBECCA nudges CHARLES toward the door.)
REBECCA: You can make your promise once you’re safe. Go!
(CHARLES nods, glances back one last time before slipping out the door. REBECCA quickly moves to the window to ensure he is gone, then returns to the center of the room, her heart racing.)
(Nervously, she begins to tidy up the room, smoothing the tablecloth and checking the fireplace. Ella rushes back in, out of breath.)
ELLA: I’ve spoken to Captain Barrington. He says General Howe will not be long now!
REBECCA: (Frantically) Did he suspect anything? Did he see Charles?
ELLA: No, I don’t think he noticed. I told him you were preparing for the meeting. (Pausing) But they will search the house when they arrive.
REBECCA: (Worried) We need to hide any signs of Charles’ presence. Quick! Help me with these things.
(They work quickly to gather and hide items that could reveal Charles’ visit. The tension in the air builds.)
ELLA: (Looking out the window) The light in Widow Nash’s house has gone out. I think they’ve moved on to your home.
REBECCA: (Whispering) Then we must act as if nothing is wrong. Remember, we are simply a pair of women waiting on the officers to run their business.
ELLA: (Nods) We’ll act our part.
(A loud knock echoes through the door, underscoring the urgency of their situation.)
REBECCA: (Voice shaking) Answer it, Ella!
(Ella moves to the door, steels herself, and opens it to reveal CAPTAIN BARRINGTON and several BRITISH SOLDIERS.)
BARRINGTON: (Stepping inside) Good evening, ladies. I trust you have prepared appropriately for the General's arrival?
ELLA: (Feigning calm) Yes, Captain. We’ve laid out refreshments and made the room comfortable for your meeting.
BARRINGTON: (Nodding, glancing around) Excellent.
(The soldiers begin to scatter through the room, examining the corners and equipment casually. REBECCA’s heart races as she tries to remain composed.)
BARRINGTON: (Pointing to the coat on the chair) And whose is this?
REBECCA: (A bit too quickly) Just a coat I was mending for a neighbor, Captain.
BARRINGTON: (Raising an eyebrow) A neighbor… interesting.
(He approaches the coat, running a finger across the fabric. REBECCA and ELLA exchange anxious glances.)
BARRINGTON: (Turning) A prestigious cut! No common townsman would have such fine linen.
REBECCA: (Gathering courage) There are many who come through our town, Captain. This may have belonged to a soldier who found himself in need.
(Just then, footsteps can be heard approaching outside, signaling the imminent arrival of GENERAL HOWE and his aides.)
BARRINGTON: (More serious) Make sure your stories align, ladies. The General will not tolerate deceit, especially not tonight.
(As they hear the door open, REBECCA glances at ELLA, who bites her lip in apprehension. BARRINGTON moves to stand at attention as GENERAL HOWE enters the room with his aides.)
HOWE: (Imperious) Ladies, I am glad to see you have prepared this place for our discussions. This war must be brought to an end without delay.
REBECCA: (Nervously bowing her head) We are honored to host you, General.
HOWE: (Surveying the surroundings) The fate of our forces depends on swift action. We need every bit of intelligence we can gather from the likes of your neighbors.
(While HOWE speaks, REBECCA feels the weight of her concealed message pressing against her heart.)
REBECCA: (Quiet resolve) You may rely on our discretion and hospitality, General.
(FADE OUT as the tension reaches its peak, leaving the audience on the edge of their seat for what will unfold next.)