Roy. And ends there; but if it be true, it’s line of duty, between the beginning and the ending, describes a circle that, like the equator, embraces the whole world.
Marcus. That’s very good, Manning.
Bess. But you’ve no right to break the home circle, and leave your poor wife here alone.
Roy. Alone? Nonsense! when she has you and Marcus to amuse her.
Marcus. Oh, we’re going to have a game of billiards.
Roy. Billiards, a cuerious game for lovers. But there’s lots of “kisses” in it. Hey, Bess?
Bess. Oh, I could scratch you.
Roy. I’ll have a “run” before you do. Here’s May. (Enter door L. with Roy’s coat and hat.) Thank you. (Takes coat and puts it on.) You won’t be lonesome?
May. No, indeed.
Roy (takes hat from her.) That’s right. Bess and Marcus are going to play billiards. You don’t play, you know; but you can count.