Doctor. Never mind her, but speak.
Butts. Dr. Harlem, I have had occasion to call upon you in regard to the conduct of your pupils many times. To-day, I called upon one of your young men to collect a note placed in my hands by Capt. Pitman. The note was paid by giving me this check.
Doctor. My check! How is this?
Butts. Is it your check?
Doctor. No, it is not: it is a forgery.
Butts. Yes, I knew it. Ha, ha, ha! You cannot blind the eyes of justice. Good, good: I’ve got him!
Doctor. Who—who did this? (Enter Dilly, C.)
Dilly. They’ve reached the other side. Harry turned first: he’s ahead, he’s ahead! (Exit, C.)
Butts. Drat that girl! she’s a nuisance.