Shawn. (Feebly.) You've been very quick, sir.
Carve. I found a red lamp only three doors off. He'll be along in half a minute.
Shawn. Did you explain what it was, sir?
Carve. (Genially.) How could I explain what it was, you fool, when I don't know? I simply asked to see the doctor, and I told him there was a fellow-creature suffering at No. 126, and would he come at once. "126?" he said, "126 has been shut up for years."
Shawn. (Trying to smile.) What did you say, sir?
Carve. I said (articulating with clearness) a hundred and twenty-six—and ran off. Then he yelled out after me that he'd come instantly.... I say, Shawn, we're discovered. I could tell that from his sudden change of tone. I bet the entire street knows that the celebrated Me has arrived at last. I feel like a criminal already, dashed if I don't! I wish
[13]we'd gone to a hotel now. (Walks about.) I say, did you make up the bed?
Shawn. I was just doing it, sir.
Carve. But what about sheets and so on?
Shawn. I bought some this morning, ready hemmed, sir—with those and the travelling rug——