The Magistrate: A Farce in Three Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

Enter Wyke with four letters on salver.

Cis.

[To Wyke.] Any for me?

Wyke.

One, sir.

Cis.

[To himself.] From Achille Blond; lucky the mater didn’t see it.

[Goes out.

[Wyke hands letters to Agatha Posket, who takes two, then to Mr. Posket, who takes one.

Agatha Posket.