The Magistrate: A Farce in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Messiter.

All right—all right. [Throwing the rug and blanket aside.] Isidore, go downstairs and give your full name and particulars to Sergeant Jarvis.

Isidore.

[Rising instantly.] Yes, sir—very good.

Blond.

[To Isidore.] Why do you wake up so soon? Devil take you!

Isidore.

I beg your pardon.

[He goes out.