Mrs. S. (sternly). Go on!
Sel. Nearly all! I directed her—and I won’t deny (for I scorn evasion!) that I even accompanied her as far as Piccadilly! And there I left her, and if that isn’t all may I be——
Mrs. S. You will be—no doubt! I have heard enough of your miserable confession. (Giving key.) Now open the door, and let the creature go about her business! You will never be left alone again! Never so long as I live! (Going, R.)
Sel. (taking key, crossing L., and with great hesitation opening door). This is torture! Step this way, please Miss!
Fred appears at open door, L.
Sel. Fred!
Mrs. S. Fred! Oh! I have locked the hussy in with him! Where is the young woman?
Fred. Oh! She’s all right! Had a cry at first, but I soon consoled her! Don’t look astonished—it’s all correct—we have been alone together before!
Mrs. S. (to Selwyn). You hear! A nice character you have picked up!
Enter Blithers, C., still with hat.