Lem. (to Lee). Wal, now what hev you got to say, young man?
Lee. Absolutely nothing. I haven’t words equal to this occasion.
Lem. What room did he sleep in last night, Miss Cynthy?
Cyn. (sufficiently recovered to be indignant). I shan’t tell you. He never had nothing to do with this in the world, never!
Lee (gratefully). That’s mighty kind of you, Miss Tinker, but it is also foolish. (To Lem.) My room is up-stairs, the first on the right.
[Exit Lem. by stairs.
Obad. Wal, I cal’late there ain’t much more ter be said.
Ariel (stepping forward). Well, there is a whole lot more. Mr. Gordon is a friend of mine.
All. What? He is?
Hep. Do tell!