Bess. They’re not trained to secret service. (Runs up to Matt.) O Matt, I’m so glad to get you back. (Shakes hands with him.)
Simon (outside R.) Come along, Nancy, I’ll make it all right.
Roy. Ah, who have we here?
(Enter Simon and Nancy, arm in arm R. I. E.)
Simon. Mr. Manning, I came down here as a bearer of dispatches.
Roy. Ah, for me?
Simon. To you; but not for you. (Steps up to Matt.) Mr. Randall, I was guilty of a mean act towards you once.
Matt (gives hand). Never mind, Simon: you’ve been a good friend since.
Simon. Well, but I do mind: it weighed upon me. I don’t like to be shabby, and so, as I’m in the ring, I’m bound to wipe that out (gives packet). There, sir, is a commission as postmaster; it’s a good one. I’ve influence, you know. If you don’t like it, and want something better, just say so; I’ll fix it for you, for I’m in the ring——in the ring. (Struts down to Nancy, R.)
Nancy. You told me you’d have nothing more to do with rings.