mr. smallpeice. Mr. John Abud . .
mr. crowe. [To dr. remnant as he nods towards carnaby.] Don't tell me he's got over that fever yet.
mr. smallpeice. . . The ladies say . . are you ready or are you not?
mr. prestige. I'll get thy cloak, John.
mr. prestige goes for the cloak. carnaby has taken a pistol from the mantel-piece and now points it at abud.
carnaby. He's fit for heaven!
george leete comes from the dining-room and noticing his father's action says sharply . .
george. I suppose you know that pistol's loaded.
Which calls everyone's attention. dolly shrieks.