(With a flash of menace.) You’d better. (To Mr Perkins.) Now, sir!
MR PERKINS
It’s a bit thick, y’ know; I mean thin.
STRANGER
It will have to do. No trifling. Come!
[He is looking about the room, having cursorily glanced at the floor. He strides to the window and pulls down the blind.
MRS PERKINS
None o’ y’r liberties here. Get out!
MR PERKINS