Sel. I shall lose my temper presently. (To Fred.) I say you shall have her!
Grace (throwing herself into her mother’s arms). Oh, ma, it’s broken off again!
Fred. Thanks for your good intentions. But how can you interfere? You are not her father.
(Exit Fred, L. 2 E. quickly.
Sel. Not her father! What? Here I say! (He rushes after Fred, who slams his door.)
Enter Dibbs, hurriedly, C.
Dibbs. Sir, sir! (Mr. Selwyn sits, L.)
Sel. What is it now?
Dibbs (aside, taking him down, R.). A lady downstairs—says she must see Mr. Fred Bellamy—her name’s Lottie—and she says she’s been deceived——
Sel. Great Goodness! ’Tis she! (Aside to Dibbs.) Hush, not a word! I’ll be there in an instant.