VAN. Ah! again! you dare call this your home, you rascally cabinet maker? Do you think, because you have sent in your goods, you have any right to the premises? What do I care for your mahogany? Look here! D—n your mahogany! (throws down arm chair) D—n your mahogany!
(takes all the furniture in succession, chairs, table, R.—at last takes a bust from R. table, close to scene, and throws it out at back of folding doors—crash is heard, while BOBBINS is speaking.
AUGUS. Be quiet, I say. Let the furniture alone. You are mad—yes, you are gone out of your senses! Will you hear me?
VAN. (R.) No, I won’t! Mark me! I give you one quarter of an hour—one quarter of an hour to take your things away.
AUGUS. (L.) This is beyond all patience! What on earth do you mean?
VAN. Mark me! One quarter of an hour! (taking out watch) It now wants exactly fifteen minutes to eleven. If they are not gone as the clock strikes, out they go through the window.
AUGUS. Police! Police!
VAN. Oh! you want the whole thing to get into the papers, do you! To be all over the town! Very well, with all my heart! I’m your man! (seizing BOBBINS) Come along, to Bow Street! Come along, come along! (dragging him to C. D.)
Enter REBECCA, C. D. from L.
REBECCA. Please, sir, the nurse has brought home the baby!