VAN. (lets BOBBINS go—rushes into R. corner) The baby! (during this, REBECCA puts the furniture in its place) Miserable little wretch! I’ll destroy it on the spot! (rushing to C. D.)
AUGUS. (stopping him) Hold! Hold! (struggling) You wouldn’t commit a murder in the house! My child! my child!
VAN. Stand off, I say—I’ll destroy it on the spot!
AUGUS. (still struggling with him) Monster! Rebecca! come and help your master! (REBECCA seizes BROWN, R.—they struggle round till REBECCA is in left hand corner)
REBECCA. Murder! murder!
VAN. Stand off, or I shall do you a mischief! (shaking BOBBINS off, who flies to C. D.) Do you see this revolver? (REBECCA screams) It’s a thorough bred Colt! I’ve used this revolver with deadly effect upon the enemy! I can snuff six candles with it at sixteen paces, without putting them out! (REBECCA puts her hand upon his arm) Stand off, I say, or I shall do you an injury!
AUGUS. Hold him fast, Rebecca—hold him fast—don’t let him go for the love of goodness! Hold him fast while I run over the way with the baby!
(BROWN rushes at BOBBINS, who closes the doors upon him, and exits—BROWN sinks into arm chair, L.—REBECCA quietly takes pistol from him and puts it on R. table)
VAN. Oh, Rebecca—that’s your name, isn’t it?