Who wants to get across the river this time o' night?
ADELAIDE
I believe, mama, it's that stoopid Motes!
MRS. WOLFF
What? Who is't you say?
ADELAIDE
I think the voice was Motes's voice.
MRS. WOLFF
[Vehemently.] Go down! Ran! Tell papa to come up! That fool Motes can stay on the other side. He don't need to come sniffin' around in the house here.
ADELAIDE exits. MRS. WOLFF hides and clears away everything that could in any degree suggest the episode of the stag. She covers the sauce-pan with an apron. ADELAIDE comes back.