(Pacing about in agitation while Mrs Perkins controls the others by nods and winks.) What’s to be done? An emetic?
MRS PERKINS
You’d better go ’ome an’ say it’s lost.
STRANGER
Unhappy woman! Do you understand that your life is a trifle, a pawn in the game?
MRS PERKINS
Pawn! Yes, an’ y’ can’t get it out without the ticket.
STRANGER
It’s impossible. It can’t be. (He turns on the others.) The truth! Did she swallow it? If she did, she dies.