Read this extract, and then answer the question that follows it: Willy: Loves me. [Wonderingly] Always loved me. Isn’t that a remarkable thing? Ben, he’ll worship me for it! Ben: [with promise] It’s dark there, but full of diamonds. Willy: Can you imagine that magnificence with twenty thousand dollars in his pocket? Linda: [calling from her room] Willy! Come up! Willy: [calling into the kitchen] Yes! Yes. Coming! It’s very smart, you realize that, don’t you, sweetheart? Even Ben sees it. I gotta go, baby. ’Bye! ’Bye! [Going over to Ben, almost dancing] Imagine? When the mail comes he’ll be ahead of Bernard again! Ben: A perfect proposition all around. Willy: Did you see how he cried to me? Oh, if I could kiss him, Ben! Ben: Time, William, time! Willy: Oh, Ben, I always knew one way or another we were gonna make it, Biff and I! Ben: [looking at his watch] The boat. We’ll be late. [He moves slowly off into the darkness.] Willy: [elegiacally, turning to the house] Now when you kick off, boy, I want a seventy-yard boot, and get right down the field under the ball, and when you hit, hit low and hit hard, because it’s important, boy. [He swings around and faces the audience.] There’s all kinds of important people in the stands, and the first thing you know … [Suddenly realizing he is alone] Ben! Ben, where do I …? [He makes a sudden movement of search.] Ben, how do I …? Linda: [calling] Willy, you coming up? Willy: [uttering a gasp of fear, whirling about as if to quiet her] Sh! [He turns around as if to find his way; sounds, faces, voices, seem to be swarming in upon him and he flicks at them, crying, ‘Sh! Sh!’ Suddenly music, faint and high, stops him. It rises in intensity, almost to an unbearable scream. He goes up and down on his toes, and rushes off around the house.] Shhh! Linda: Willy? [There is no answer. Linda waits. Biff gets up off his bed. He is still in his clothes. Happy sits up. Biff stands listening.] Linda: [with real fear] Willy, answer me! Willy! [There is the sound of a car starting and moving away at full speed.] Linda: No! Biff: [rushing down the stairs] Pop! [As the car speeds off, the music crashes down in a frenzy of sound, which becomes the soft pulsation of a single ‘cello string. Biff slowly returns to his bedroom. He and Happy gravely don their jackets. Linda slowly walks out of her room. The music has developed into a dead march. The leaves of day are appearing over everything. Charley and Bernard, sombrely dressed, appear and knock on the kitchen door. Biff and Happy slowly descend the stairs to the kitchen as Charley and Bernard enter. All stop a moment when Linda, in clothes of mourning, bearing a little bunch of roses, comes through the draped doorway into the kitchen. She goes to Charley and takes his arm. Now all move toward the audience, through the wall-line of the kitchen. At the limit of the apron, Linda lays down the flowers, kneels, and sits back on her heels. All stare down at the grave.]

1. How does Miller make this such a moving ending to the Act?