Agatha Posket.
They’re killed!
[Messiter looks through the window.
Messiter.
No, they’re not; they’ve gone into the kitchen and the balcony with them. Look sharp, Harris.
[Harris goes out quickly.
Lukyn.
[To Messiter.] I shall report you for this, sir.
Messiter.
[Taking out his note-book.] Very sorry, sir; it’s my duty.