STRANGER
(Pointing the revolver at her.) Move aside!
MRS PERKINS
Move aside yerself.
STRANGER
(He hesitates, then turns the revolver on Miss Perkins.) Is it there? Quick!
[Miss Perkins shrieks, a hand with a revolver in it is thrust through the empty pane, the revolver is fired, the Stranger drops his, stamps, curses, and wrings his hands. A man opens the window-sash and springs into the room.
MISS PERKINS
Albert!
MRS PERKINS