Certainly, Mr. Wrench.
Tom.
We'll begin, O'Dwyer.
[The lady titters at some remark from the keen-faced gentleman.]
O'Dwyer.
[Coming down the stage, violently.] Clear the stage there! I'll not have it! Upon my honor, this is the noisiest theatre I've ever set foot in!
[The icings are cleared, the characters disappearing into the Green-room.]
O'Dwyer.
I can't hear myself speak for all the riot and confusion!