A play by Lionel Shapiro.
The action takes place at the Auberge Bonnar in Northern France.
Time: The Present

There is something strange going on at the little French hotel. There is a mixture of gaiety and tension which even Albert the Gendarme senses. A great deal of champagne is being consumed, but the young Czech woman is anxious, even hysterically so, and the American business-man is tight-lipped. The Hungarian adventurer may joke and argue, and the hotel-keeper may be discreet, but it is clear that someone is awaited, one guest has still to arrive.
It is a measure of Mr. Shapiro's skill that only when that initial suspense has been broken, does his genuine conflict begin. The bridge of his title is at once symbolic and real: symbolic of the link with his native country which the awaited guest must break if he is to live; and real because there is a bridge outside this hotel and on it stands, broodingly, the man who will stop at little to prevent that break.
Eluryn Jones
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