PEGGY.
[Petrified.] Oh, my goodness gracious! [Mallory comes and bends over Rankling, listening to his breathing; he then goes to Peggy.]
MALLORY.
He's dropped off. Where is Mrs. Paulover?
PEGGY.
She's not on that side of the house.
MALLORY.
I've a plan for disposing of the old gentleman. Try the other side.
PEGGY.
I'm going to. [Turning and clutching Mallory.] But, oh, Mr. Mallory, what do you think I've done?