(Drags Dean through door l. Sound of slamming door without.)
Enter Mrs. T., Sue, and Prof. G., l.
Mrs. T. (wringing her hands). What has happened?
Sue. It's burglars!
Prof. G. (picking up teapot and replacing it on mantel). At least, this is safe.
Enter Mr. T., l., smiling broadly.
Mr. T. Congratulate me: I have caught a burglar in the very act of carrying off the teapot, and I've locked him in the silver-closet!
Sue. The silver-closet?
Mr. T. He can't get out.