Roy. Bless you, sweetheart: it’s good to meet you once again. And Bess bright as ever, give me a kiss.
Bess. A dozen. (Kisses him.)
Roy. That’s sweet; and, in return, I’ve brought you something nice.
Bess. Good news? (Goes R.)
Roy. Yes: in the original package. Come in Marcus.
(Marcus runs in C.)
Marcus. Bess, my darling.
Bess (runs into his arms). Oh, Marcus.
Roy. Yes; we’ve had excellent luck: just at the last moment, too. We had about given up in despair when the excellent but thick-headed senior partner of the concern, happened to pull out a drawer in the safe, and there, closely packed behind it was the missing bills. Marcus was a hero, at once. I had hard work to bring him away; but here he is. Ah, Nancy, how are you? (Goes R. and shakes hands with her. Bess and Graves comes to L.)
Nancy. Hearty, thank you sir.