Clin-ng! The door-bell. She starts violently, runs to open it. It is that astounding product of our constitution, Mr. Snooks.
Charlotte [in horror]. Oh, what do you want?
Snooks [affably]. Good morning, lady. Is your husband around?
Charlotte. No. What have you done with him, you beast!
Snooks [surprised]. Say, what’s biting you, lady?
Charlotte. My husband was all right until you came here with that poison! What have you done with him? Where is he? What did you give him to drink? Tell me, or I’ll scream for the police! Tell me! Tell me!
Snooks. Lady, I ain’t seen your husband.
Charlotte. You lie! You know my husband has run away.
Snooks [interested]. Say now, has he? I had a hunch he would, sooner or later.
Charlotte. You made him. You told him to, that night, after I went out of the room! You suggested it to him. He’d never have thought of it.