Thank you, gentlemen, I'm much obliged to you. [He goes to the window, pulls up the blind, and throws the window open, the top of a ladder is seen against the balcony.] Are you coming up, Mr. Goff?
GOFF.
[Out of sight.] Yes, Mr. Jaffray. [Goff, a middle-aged, jolly-looking fireman, enters by the balcony and the window. ]
JAFFRAY.
Gentlemen, Mr. Goff—one of the oldest and most respected members of the Brigade. Mr. Goff tells some most interesting stories, gentlemen.
RANKLING.
[Impatiently.] Stories, sir! Call the ladies, Mr. Mallory. [Mallory goes out.]
GOFF.
I shouldn't hurry them, sir—ladies like to take their time. Now I remember an instance in October, '78—