HENRICH SCHERCL.
Vell, we will make the abbointment soon, Mr. Tempenny. I am sorry I could not see it to-day. So I shall be imbressed? That is goot. Gootday, gentlemen. We will make the abbointment very soon.
(Exit SCHERCL.)
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
(Calling after him from open door.) Mind the bottom step, it's awkward. Got it?
HENRICH SCHERCL (off).
It is so dark your staircase.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY.
Yes, it is dark, isn't it? Good afternoon. (Closes door.)(To SYLVESTER.) Phew! You couldn't have arrived at a worse time.
CHARLES SYLVESTER.