Lee (puzzled). Well—but——(Staggered.) You don’t mean to say some one else look the other four?
Peter (looking surprised). Why, I supposed you were the some one else!
Lee. Well, you have another think. I know absolutely nothing about it. I left that part of the job to you, and why—great heavens, Pete! Seven pipes? Just the number we planned on taking!
Peter. Exactly. That’s why I thought you had a hand in it.
Lee. But what do you make of it?
Peter. I don’t make. We wanted a mystery. We’ve got it! The sooner we get to work the better.
Lee. That’s right.
Peter. I’ll go out and see if I can hear something more.
Lee. Good idea, but whatever you do, don’t let on that you know me.
Peter. Don’t fret about that. I never saw you before.