TRAVERS. [Coming into doorway.] Anything new about the express robber?—Good-evening, Mr. Vernon.
JOE. [Up to stove; tries bottle.] How are you?
BOLLINGER. I ain't heard anything 'cept what's in the morning papers.
TRAVERS. What was that? I didn't see them.
BOLLINGER. Why, the blamed cuss has mailed one of the empty money-wrappers to the Globe-Democrat to show he's the real robber, and sent a letter sayin' Sam Fowler was innocent.
TRAVERS. Yes? Well, did that do any good?
BOLLINGER. On the contrary, sir, the express company says he wouldn't be so anxious about Sam—if Sam weren't a friend of his'n.
Re-enter MRS. VERNON and LIZBETH. LIZBETH to rocker.
MRS. VERNON. [Pleasantly.] Good-evening, Mr. Travers.
TRAVERS. Good-evening, Mrs. Vernon—Miss Elizabeth.