BARKET. Yis, sur, I will.
Enter MADELINE down the stairs.
MADELINE. Uncle! Jannette said you wished to see me; there is a visitor here. Who is it?
BARKET. Colonel Robert Ellingham.
MADELINE. Ah! [Staggering.
BUCKTHORN. [Supporting her.] You infernal idiot! I'll put you in the guard-house!
BARKET. You wanted me to help ye, Gineral.
MADELINE. Robert is alive—and here? [Rising from his arms, she moves to the portières, holds them aside, peeping in; gives a joyful start, tosses aside the portières and runs through.
BUCKTHORN. Barket! There's nothing but that curtain between us and
Heaven.
BARKET. I don't like stayin' out o' Hivin, myself, sur. Gineral! I'll kiss Ould Margery—if I die for it! [Exit.