Trelawny of The "Wells": A Comedietta in Four Acts

by Arthur Wing Pinero

[Advancing a step or two.] Some friends of mine who used to be at the "Wells" have called upon me, to inquire how I am getting on.

[Arthur enters, quickly.]

Arthur.

[Looking round.] Oh! Rose——!

Sir William.

[Turning upon him.] Ah—h—h—h! How come you here?

Arthur.

I was outside the house. Charles let me in, knowing something was wrong.

Sir William.

[Peering into his face.] Troubadouring-?