Bobstay (recovering himself). Hush! Spanker’s wife! My widow, you know! Our evil genius! It’s a judgment on me for giving up the search for the lost Spanker. I must be off. Good-bye; put it there (they shake hands). If I’m asked for, you know—mysteriously disappeared—(goes up to door C.).
Mrs. C. (outside C.) Charley! Charley!
Bobstay (comes down R.). There’s a craft bearing down this way; mum’s the word, Charley.
[Exit door R.
(Enter Persis from room L.)
Persis. Shall we never be alone?
Charles. Hush! go back; my wife is here!
Persis. Your wife? Rosa Bean? I’ll scratch her eyes out!
Charles (pushing her into room). No, no; you’ll spoil all. They meet!—’twould never do (locks door and takes out key. Mrs. C. appears at door C.)
Mrs. C. Why, Charles, what are you doing? Locking my door?